Tonight is the final game of the regular football season and it is destined to be a grand finale. Despite the fact that both schools have already made the playoffs, Dawson High School will be hosting Manvel High School in a 4A grudge match that will not disappoint. Prior to loosing a heartbreaker to La Marque last week, Dawson carried an impressive record of wins and had been ranked 5th in Texas 4A. Manvel enters tonight’s game undefeated and had been previously ranked 6th. The teams are well matched. Final supremacy will be achieved on the field. I can’t wait!
Before night’s game, I am pleased to share the writings of a very, very special young lady as we continue our Friday Fall Favorites series. Ashley Divver is a bright, gifted, beautiful (inside and out!), intelligent, author of the blog Divver The Great and an amazing ten year old. This best part…she’s my daughter!
When I started my blog this summer, she asked if she could start one as well and I happily helped her set one up. Then, as I shared my excitement over starting this series she humbly asked if she could write for me one week as well. How could I say no?
The story you are about to read is hers, although I did help edit just a bit. I tried to stay as true to her efforts as possible. I think you will find that even at an early age, she has already figured out one of those things that we tend to struggle with as adults…patience. I hope you will enjoy today’s story as much as I did and maybe you will find some truths in it as well.
I Wish I Had Patience
The personality trait that I would most like to change about myself is I wish I could be more patient. Unfortunately, I am not a very patient person. I think impatient people are mean, selfish and bullies. I don’t want to be that way.
My little brother, who is 3 years old, tests my patience every day but most often on the weekends. If I had patience, I wouldn’t get mad at him as much and we would have more fun playing.
It would also make me less stressed and I would be kinder to others. For example, I could be nicer to others when we are in line at school. Instead of yelling at them that they can’t cut in front of me, I can calmly explain that they need to go to the end of the line to be fair to everyone.
My step dad is very patient. I admire that because he is easy going and always cool about everything. I wish I was that way. I would be more fun to hand out with and others wouldn’t be annoyed with me.
Changing will be hard.
Maybe next time I get impatient, I can count quietly to myself or tap my foot. When dealing with my little brother, I could talk to him about what he did wrong when he gets in trouble instead of putting him in a time out.
I also want to be patient to make God happy.
But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control. Against such things there is no law. Galatians 5:22-23 (NASB)
Well, Miss Ashley...you have a great point. Learning to be patient will be hard. Ask any of us and we will tell you we are still trying to change to be more patient! Good for you that you even want to be more patient. You, sweet thing, are a great writer just like your Mama! I hope you keep writing!
Ashley, you "Tickled Me Pink" with your writing today!
Posted by: Tammy K. | 11/04/2011 at 11:44 AM