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		<title>By: Vivian Fink</title>
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		<dc:creator>Vivian Fink</dc:creator>
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		<description>I am learning to play the fiddle as a senior adult.  It can be a frustrating enterprise.  I practice and practice, waiting for music, and can play nothing except scales or exercises.  The music just won&#039;t come.  However, after 4 or 5 years, it suddenly appears!  In its own time, not mine.  Knitting lace is the same way.  For row after row, all it looks like is a great tangle, a misshapen spiderweb.  If I persist and keep knitting, the tangle suddenly becomes a beautiful pattern.

God does the same for me.  I restlessly seek to become who it is I think I want to be.  I fight and struggle.  I race and do not go faster than a snail.  I even give up.  I get nowhere.  Then, one day, at exactly the perfect time, I become someone far better than that I had envisioned.  In God&#039;s time, not mine.  Finally, I am getting the picture and am standing still to wait.  Oh, and doing some knitting in the meantime!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I am learning to play the fiddle as a senior adult.  It can be a frustrating enterprise.  I practice and practice, waiting for music, and can play nothing except scales or exercises.  The music just won&#8217;t come.  However, after 4 or 5 years, it suddenly appears!  In its own time, not mine.  Knitting lace is the same way.  For row after row, all it looks like is a great tangle, a misshapen spiderweb.  If I persist and keep knitting, the tangle suddenly becomes a beautiful pattern.</p>
<p>God does the same for me.  I restlessly seek to become who it is I think I want to be.  I fight and struggle.  I race and do not go faster than a snail.  I even give up.  I get nowhere.  Then, one day, at exactly the perfect time, I become someone far better than that I had envisioned.  In God&#8217;s time, not mine.  Finally, I am getting the picture and am standing still to wait.  Oh, and doing some knitting in the meantime!</p>
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