‘My sovereign Lord, I am eager to serve You. My life is in balance. Something is happening inside me. Within, I am transforming. What should I do?’

‘Wait’.

‘What?’

‘Wait. Do nothing.’

‘I have to do something. Let me check my messages. Nothing. Let me check my email. Nothing. Who can I text? No one.’

‘Wait’.

‘I need a heroic plan. Someone to love. Someone to pursue, someone new. Someone to oppose. An ideology to embrace, an ideology to reject, a cause to further, a message to spread.’

‘Simply wait. Your thoughts demonstrate a lack of patience. I am! I am not yet sufficient for you. You still need. At your core you are desperate. Accept your thoughts, observe them. Gently, rein in your emotions.’

‘I am still wounded, imperfections abound. I know myself, yet still…within the waiting I become fearful. I need the Eucharist to consol and comfort. I use to depend entirely upon Mary, an infant weaning. I cried to her, grasped for the hem of her garment, rolled upon the ground shaking my fist and kicking my feet, slamming my head violently against the ground, demanding her attention. Weeping and wailing, I sheltered myself under her mantle within my sinful wandering, broken-heartedly praying Rosaries with extreme devout attention. Now advancing, you tell me nothing more than to wait.’

‘Nothing more. Wait. Be quiet and still. Activity awaits. Your prayer life and religious devotion are stout. Now wait. You must prove you can wait within a state of grace and contentment. Within a mystery, it is not a mystery. Within the testing, it is not an intellectual test. Through, with, and in Faith, Hope, and Charity you must wait.’