Patience with your own process

𝘐𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴, 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘦𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘯’𝘵 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦. 𝘈 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘤. 𝘈 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘺. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴. 𝘐𝘵'𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘹𝘤𝘦𝘱𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘱𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦, 𝘷𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘥 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯’𝘵 𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘦. 𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭, 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘤𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘥𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 “𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭” 𝘢𝘴 𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘺 𝘢𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘵𝘰 Allah, 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘧𝘵𝘴. 𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦.

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