Occasionally I yearn to be one of those people who is able to say, “My whole life has led up to this moment.”

I often wonder what my life is laddering up to. I’m a single, 36 year-old gal who just adopted another cat, I don’t have a home that I own, I do have a lot of bills, I crave sleeping in and try to do so whenever my schedule allows, and I write a blog every day that’s read — but by whom, exactly?

Some days I have no idea what I’m doing or where I’m going; other days I have confidence in my journey. I have dreams and I can see them coming to fruition, but sometimes getting on the path that leads to them seems so far away. I can’t picture it — I can only picture the next day, maybe the next week. I feel like I’m stuck in a rut, and those days that I have a soft spot in my heart for routine are what keep me here.

I talk a lot about baby steps, and I can tell you that I take them every day — if there’s one thing I’m not guilty of, it’s staying put. I’ve been called flighty before, but it’s not that at all. I’m simply curious, and I make time to explore.

The other night I was reading a devotion that really resonated with me. Or rather, it was a solid reminder of what I already know to be true. Patience is key, and everything happens in time — when it’s supposed to happen. Everything happens under His watchful eye.

I’m not impatient. On the contrary, I wonder if I’m a bit too content with the way my life is. While I wonder what my life is laddering up to, I’m thankful for knowing that everything will be clear to me in time. It may be in two years, in five or in ten, but they say patience is a virtue — so patient is what I’ll continue to be.