Waiting is for Patients (Patience)

So I just got a new phone. It's a smart phone, so of course I've downloaded every app from Android sleep app to Zumba for dummies. Today though I decided to start blogging again, so I downloaded the Blogger app to get it "stawted up in her'." What I found was my old blog and a couple of posts that I never ended up sharing. I don't know why, because right after reading this one just moments ago I felt the immediate need to share it's wisdom (I know I just called myself wise, credit where credit is due, punk. Jkjkjk). So just relax and take a trip in the time machine back two summers with me and hear what ol' 20 year old me has to share. 

_____________________________________________

Yup, I tried to go to bed early and ended up taking a nap until 4 AM. You know what that means!!! Let's get introspective!


First off, I'm really proud of that title (see title). I thought of it about a week ago and I wasn't sure whether to turn it into a song or slip it in during a deep conversation, but I think it works perfectly as the title for this blog especially since it embodies a lot about what God has been teaching me the past couple of weeks.


For those of you who don't know, I am currently on the job market. This past week alone I've applied to 9 places and over this next week I plan to apply to 5 more. I sound pretty busy don't I? This searching for a job stuff is like a full-time job in itself. Except the pay is terrible. Like I couldn't even buy anything from the Dollar Store with it because it's that bad. As in the pay is less than a dollar. As in nothing. As in $0 and 0 cents (Idk how to make a "cent" symbol...). Anyway, I applied to a majority of these jobs last Friday and being the noob I am, went to bed expecting to receive at LEAST one job offer the following morning. I'm still waiting for that job offer.


This got me thinking (MMT). Why in the world do we wait? Why do we need patience? Had man not fallen, would there be waiting? Would we need patience in Heaven? It hardly seems that an omnipotent, omniscient, omnipresent, omnibenevolent God would make us wait on things. I mean, He knows what we want, when we want it, why we want it, where we want, and how much we want, why not just give it to us? It would take all of an instant for Him to meet all of those desires. My job troubles? Shoont. I'd have been employed the minute I stepped out the door. My toast this morning? Woulda been toast as I got it out the BAG. My syrup for my waffle? Would probably still take forever to come out of the bottle (jkjkjkjk). I mean, what harm could come from instant gratification?


Well after hours of free time, I've determined one very good reason why patience is necessary. 


A lot of the time I check-in to God's office with a sort of self-prescribed remedy to my situation. "Alright God, I've got this one thing right here I want you to check out that's been bothering me for while. It's not very big, but it bothers me when throughout the day and it would be great if you could just sign this prescription right here for me to get this better." If I could only have a car, or a job, or a girlfriend, or a puppy, I would feel great. My "sickness" would be better and I could go on with my life. The situation may sound familiar, and maybe not even that crazy, but how often do we check into a doctor's office and prescribe ourselves? Why would you even go to a doctor if you were going to do that? So why does it feel so normal to do that with God? After all, Jesus  even admits God's doctor role in Mark 2:17. "On hearing this, Jesus said to them, “It is not the healthy who need a doctor, but the sick. I have not come to call the righteous, but sinners.” Just like you go to the doctor with a physical body problem, it follows that you would go to a soul specialist for a soul problem. In other words, the guy who invented souls: God. When we go to God with a problem we need to accept HIS remedy. Not some cheap-bologna desire we have ever since we saw that one commercial. God made us. It only makes sense that he knows how we work. Or at the very least has a manual. 


So what does this have to do with patience? Waiting is for patients. There's a super-old adage that says "Time heals all wounds" --by some super-old guy. We are a broken people, desperately trying to fix ourselves with home-made panaceas (BOOM vocab) and remedies. Unfortunately, we are not quite qualified to deal with soul problems. That's God's specialty. Soul problems require a special kind of surgery that only God can perform. If God granted us every single prescription we prescribed ourselves, we'd be wrecks! We'd be juiced up, beat in, strung out, high, whatever. Waiting for God's diagnosis and prescription is probably one of the most beneficial services we could do for ourselves. We wait because we are broken and do not know how to fix ourselves.

_____________________________________________

Btdubs that's also just a random pic from sometime over college. I just wanted to share more mems :) 

What is My Life Coming to

Good thing children aren't my primary blog audience. Routine is obviously not one of my strong points, evidenced by three blog title changes, a second blog with only one post, and huge pauses between posts. Children would be so maligned by my inconsistency I'd make Honey Boo Boo's mom look like Supernanny.

Alas, this post is just a quick update on my new title change. The ambiguity of "On a Whim" just really lets me write whatever I want without giving any reader to much idea of what to expect other than a series of posts without much to do with each other. This, I have found, is where I thrive, and therefore where you'll derive the most pleasure from my writing. Unless you hate me and enjoy watching me struggle, to which I'd suggest searching for therapy.

Well, I'm all done here. Peace out, girl scout.

So...about that title...

So UGA has let out once again for Thanksgiving Break, meaning:

1. Time once spent nose-deep in books will now be spent nose-deep in taters, turkey, and of course life-giving gravy.

2. The semester is winding down and while bodies will have to return to college to take exams, minds will remain at home with family, comfy fires, and free food.

3. I officially have more free time than I know what to do with resulting in a bouncing, baby blog-post! Eye so esited!

So...about that title...yeah. I realize that this blog is less than cohesive: the random pictures (sorry JB), the completely unrelated posts (C-walk? What the jive was I thinking), and that title that really has nothing to do with anything. 

"'A Joyful Noise?!' The only noise this guy probably makes rhymes with 'wack'"

(Here's a hint)

I'll admit, I really had no idea where I was going with it. The whole blog has only really been a compilation of random thoughts that I get from staying up late or sitting too long on the toilet. While some posts may have been relevant or funny, they haven't really stuck with any kind of theme. Today though, as I finally wrapped-up my night by eating some spongebob gummies, I decided to commit.

I have danced around with my ideas for too long. You could probably label me as an "idea flirt." There are literally thousands of ideas residing in my mind-community and each idea is maccin on me. Hard. Like bringing consistent "A" game kind of stuff. It's hard for me to stick with one for long because this idea just bought me a drink whereas this one wants to skydive from the moon (Won't work, idiot). Committing to any one idea is just as hard as choosing whether you want the frozen butterbeer or the liquid one (Why did they even come up with 2 options for that?!).

(omg....why doesn't all beer taste like this)

Anyway, I've decided to stick with the "Joyful Noise" theme and actually make relevant posts concerning thoughts and objects of joy and freedom. One of the biggest things Christ allows us in our lives is joy. Without Him we surely would have 0 reasons to be happy. By acknowledging the joy in my life I hope to bring glory and honor to Him most deserving of joy, who by grace has allowed me to partake in His most awesome peace and happiness.

I won't make you read any more on this post (I don't have anything ready anyway). I just wanted to let err'body know my plans so that in the future nobody is suddenly thrown off by the appearance of unity and cohesion in this blog. I may throw random posts in for kicks, but that's just because I like ya.

Anyway, it's 3 a.m. So without any more dilly dallying or prolonging or adieu, bon soir, buenos noches, and good night! Sweet dreams, pleasant thoughts, merry Monday, have a good one, you too, absolutely, seeya later, adios, arevaderci, hasta luego, ciao, hasta manana.