Patience is a virtue that is easier to discuss than to obtain. We learn phrases early in life such as “good things come to those who wait” and “so and so has the patience of Job”. Life offers so many opportunities. How do we choose what is important and what is worth the wait? We are called to discern the truth. We are called to wait. We are called to have patience. My mom has never been known as a patient person but she knows how to prioritize. My mother is an artist, a painter. While she was busy raising us eight children, she found ways to express her art but was forced to put her own dreams on the back burner. She never extinguished her dream but she lowered the flame. She painted dressers and walls. She sewed clothes and helped us with projects. She even gave me my first oil painting lesson upon my request and at the realization that I just did not have the eye. Her canvas may have sat on the easel, blank, for years but her pallet was always at the ready. She never let go of her dream and today, after raising her family and building a bookstore business, she paints almost every day of the year. God’s creation is her model and on her canvas His masterpiece is caught in a moment. She has waited patiently. She has ordered her life and her dreams are a reality. She just participated in two art exhibits in New York and now has an exhibit in a gallery in Miami. The painting above is from a trip we took together to Medjugorje.