Problems, oh problems you stink

Problems oh problems, why are you a part of my life?  Why are you a part of everyone's life?  And you ARE.  
The past months seem so full of little nagging issues.  Most are not life threatening but irritants more or less.  I can let them drag me down or I can get over it and realize that life is like that.  You know everyone has problems right?  Sometimes I have to remind myself that it's true.   It is not exclusively me they come to bug.  
 We live in a fallen world that is not perfect.  I don't know about you but I like to have things neat and tidy and I want an orderly life, problem free!  Sounds good doesn't it?  NOT gonna happen in this life.  That is reserved for heaven.  That is where we have the full Joy of being with our Savior.  That is my problem free world, where everything will be in order.  I am longing for it more and more as the years go by.  I think that is what we are suppose to do.  I see God so dimly here most of the time.  I know He is with me but I also get caught up in the tangible life I have here.  It has me waiting longer than I want for certain things that I want.  It has me waiting for people to change and for me to change too.  It has me frustrated with broken appliances, cars and dreams. It has me missing my kids and grand kids.  It has me in a body that keeps aging and I'm not ready to be old!  Time goes so fast and I feel like it's leaving me behind.  I can't keep up, and shall I even try?  I'm wondering if anyone else out there feels a little like I do. Don't get me wrong, I love my life.  I just want it to mean something more than working to make money to pay my bills and dealing with broken stuff.  I want to make a difference where I am.  
Problems oh problems you can't break me.  I am in my Savior's loving hand.  The best is yet to come. 

Romans 5:3-5 The Message

 There’s more to come: We continue to shout our praise even when we’re hemmed in with troubles, because we know how troubles can develop passionate patience in us, and how that patience in turn forges the tempered steel of virtue, keeping us alert for whatever God will do next. In alert expectancy such as this, we’re never left feeling shortchanged. Quite the contrary—we can’t round up enough containers to hold everything God generously pours into our lives through the Holy Spirit!