26/02/2026
I have a vivid memory of being 21 in the USA working at a summer camp and I had purchased my first bible. It was a Christian camp and that was what people were doing - reading the bible.
Dispute my religious education, I thought I would ask God for some guidance on what I should do / be/ focus on and randomly opened a page of said bible.
It was a pretty cool book because each scripture was broken down into different ‘categories’ which helped to learn.
Lo and behold, I opened the page to under the categories ‘patience’.
So I had a conversation around patience, I read a little more, pondered, meditated… and it appeared the lesson I needed to follow at the time.
This experience popped I to my memory this week as I unravelled the string line for my new fence.
Slow down.
Gentle hands.
Softly makes things happen, not force.
Gently play and unravel, it will find its own cause if I give it enough room.
This isn’t a religious post, it’s not about Christianity. Just a reminder that sometimes the answers we seek are already within us, and a dash of patience can help us make this happen.
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