Patience! Patience?

SO...
to follow up with the last post:

The 2nd interview went well today. It's just an interesting situation. They are going to take 2 weeks to get back to me with an answer. 2 weeks from = 2 months since the first interview.
Sheesh! Nonetheless, I hope it goes well, or that something else comes up in the meantime.

Out of the 2 people interviewing, 1 I like.
The other is interesting.
I can't put my finger on it.
Wait.
I can.
As my mom said, she's just looking for her replacement and can't let go. This woman was the youth minister many years ago at this parish, and it seems like no one will meet her standards.
She tried to intimidate me. It would've worked had I not had 2 very wonderful and trying years of experience at a university in ministry specifically already. These high schoolers won't be bad at all.
The only things which will prove to be trying: the parents and working with this woman.

Maybe it's meant to be. Maybe not.

If you're wondering, I'm sure this post has a distinct tone. I am both a little frustrated that they didn't offer me the job yet and also just frustrated in general that the next stage of my life is taking sooooo long to begin. Hence, the name of the post. Patience. I know I need to work on it more. People tell me that I'm patient. I guess I am with little things - like waiting in line at the grocery store. But alas, driving in traffic and waiting for the next part of my life to start have both definitely shown me how much more I need to remember...Patience...(deep breath in)...(deep breath out)...in His time and not mine.

As always, I'm a struggling doctor. No patience.

But I'm aware of that and working on it.

Til next time.