Holding Pattern

My car is in the shop. It’s been there since Saturday. In fact, it is the third time since moving to Arkansas that I’ve had to take it in for repairs. Hopefully, this will be it for awhile. The last thing that will need to be fixed, but can wait, is the driver side window. It doesn’t roll up all the way. Makes for a bit of fun in the rain.

I’ve gotten a little stir-crazy this week without a car. I’m hoping to take the kids to visit friends this weekend so my hopes and prayers are that the mechanic gets this thing done soon. Like as in today. And not having transportation of my own, not being able to drive anywhere is making me feel a little loony. I feel like I’m in a holding pattern. No operable car, no job to speak of, no friends within close proximity. Everything seems to be on hold.

I know these are the times when growth can occur. Spiritual growth, mental growth, emotional growth. I’m trying to relax into this holding pattern and know things are going to be ok, I will be ok, my kids will be ok.

I want to be content. Not complacent, but content.  Contentment involves finding  joy in life as it is, while being grateful for the things in life that are good without letting go of the hope that tomorrow can be better. It’s a hard lesson, but I’m willing to give it a go.