Waiting to speak
The other day I told my dad about a little storm going on in my life.
He was very quiet and then he said:
“I’m going to wait before I say anything. I need to process. And to pray.
I think he is so wise. At a hundred-and -two (or how ever old I am) I still haven’t learned the discipline of waiting before I speak.
My thoughts are chaotic and if not controlled, shoot fast and furious right out of my mouth spewing that chaos everywhere.
I need to practice the discipline of waiting.
But for me that’s not the end of the discipline, if I’m only waiting, my mind is usually in over-drive firing worrisome thoughts at a furious pace.
So I also need to practice processing while I’m waiting.
Again though, for me, processing a situation, turning it over and examining it from every angle, can breed more worry. More fear. More chaos.
So while I’m waiting to speak…
While I’m processing…
I must pray.
Bringing the chaos to the One who is Peace.
I love my dad.
After all these years, I learn so much from him.
How do you guys process life changes? I love hearing what works for you…