Lately, my daughter pitches a fit every time she sees us getting something ready for her. She’ll be perfectly content until she sees us preparing something for her, then she begins screaming like she’s dying for want of that very thing.
I think I do this too. I’ll notice something on the horizon and begin to whine because I don’t have it. Of course, it’s on the horizon because God put it there, just ahead of me. If only I would wait patiently for the things God is preparing for me, I would have a much better now.