Today I want to connect you with my dear and wise friend Jen.
She and her husband are sitting in the waiting room right now as well.
So many of us are.
Maybe life is lived there more often than not.
Or maybe it just feels that way.
Jen’s husband has been without work for over two months now.
But here she’ll tell you that
–while it’s been tough–
she’s learned a few things about knowing and being known…
My lovely friend, Kelli at This Odd House, began a theme at her place. I shared her piece, and you may have read it. I’ve had time to gather my thoughts on waiting, and this is my contribution to the collective.
The world we live in relishes instant everything. American culture, in particular, moves at breakneck pace. We have instantaneous communication, fast food restaurants, and microwave ovens. It’s highlighted in our food, actually. Breakfast is nonexistent, grab-n-go, or drive-thru. Is there really time to pour cereal, walk to the refrigerator, and add milk? A cast iron skillet on the burner is a whole other arduous preparation. Our kitchen cabinets speak volumes. Boxed foods. Add water or less than four separate ingredients. Heat ‘n eat. Speed is of the essence!
And since I’m on the topic, we need two other ingredients in our lives: to be known…and to know. We…
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