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There is something that fails within me when I am called to remain patient. Having prepared for this for the better part of a lifetime, I cannot bear days such as these that seem to carry no significance at all. As the adage goes, if something is going to happen, I need for it to happen now. Or so it seems when I am faced with no end in sight. My heart has nothing to live for, nothing that I can put my hands and head to, and nothing to pour myself into. I have meaning and I can prove the weight of my substance, if only someone would take a chance on me. All this preparation and now not a single thing that beckons me to get involved. Everyone walking around with some sort of mission. But I am constantly haunted by the possibility that everyone but me knows this will never work out. I certainly can make things happen, if that is what is called for here and now. But even the ones that I thought might come looking cheer me on as they blaze their own paths. How frustrating it becomes when I sense that nothing will come of the letters that I have sent off into the realm of possibilities! Everyone is off doing what they love, and I am left to keep rehearsing what has been revealed to me. And maybe, just maybe, I have it all wrong. But all I can say is when the chance comes to invite others into action, to invest in another soul, I am going to do all I can to facilitate in their coming to life. That being said, the Creator has a plan, though He so often seems so slow to bring it about. But He has proven time and again that His timing goes far beyond each and every way that we have laid out the week before us. It will happen, My son; all in good time... in My time, according to My arrangement. It is just that I feel like I am losing any sort of advantage that I had when I first set out to use my gifts. But maybe that is the plan after all.