She can’t wait, can’t process it, can’t endure it, can’t tolerate it, can’t see it through, can’t deal with it. Does not understand it, can’t value it. Makes no sense to her. It’s not for the child, this is adult stuff, pure grown up stuff, for those who have their senses exercised to discern between good and evil. Discernment is the key here, on the surface it is not good, it does not look right, it does not tally, it pushes us to the limit of our endurance, our tolerance can take no more. It frustrate us to no end. The child throws in the towel.
But the adult calms himself down and looks beyond and above, the adult looks deep within and unpicks the intricate bits. The adult digest slowly and thoroughly. The adult waits patiently. The adult endures the sting of the bees to get to the honey. The adult knows the value. The adult knows this is not light weight, he knows this is the real deal and is prepared to pay the price, and there is a price to be paid, trust me! This is not an easy climb, oh no, it is not. Hard and vigilant work all the way to the peak of the mountain. But what a view at the top! Mountain climbing is not for the light headed, there is giddiness and unsteadiness to contend with. Balance is the key, focus is the watchword, steadiness is the anchor. Some relationships are worth the trouble.
There is an erroneous saying that there is no type of God, but there is always a type of man. Not true! All men are different whilst some are particularly unique and gifted and when we meet such we must be prepared to pay the price to partake of the gift. Some people are not just for the child in us, only our adult self can handle them.
Love the child, but know when to sooth her and send her to sleep. Let you adult self handle the transaction. God bless!
Beautiful Ivory 