My baby girl has no patience. She wants everything right now and exactly her way or she has a fit. If I tell her to wait, in her little mind it's the same as saying "no." She got that from her momma.
I hate to wait for things. I hate to wait for people. Waiting is no fun at all. Perhaps it has to do with me being a bit of a control freak.
But lately, God has been testing my patience. He's been dangling blessings right before my eyes, taunting me and teasing me, making me beg, making me pray. Like a little kid, I cry, I pout, I stomp my feet and cross my arms and declare that I don't even care anymore, but really I do. To me, a blessing delayed may as well be a blessing denied.
I always say God has a great sense of humor. And I can just imagine him, shaking his head and rolling his eyes at my dramatics, the way I do when Michaela gets impatient.
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"You're gonna get it, child," I say. "Just wait a minute. You pouting and acting out isn't gonna get it to you any sooner."
I'm a fine one to talk, I know. They say good things come to those who wait, but I say impatient, controlling people get the good things a little sooner.
But that's not always true.
When we rush things, or don't follow God's plan and timeline, it never turns out right. We're as happy as a kid on Christmas, but in the end, we realize that time would have made all the difference. It's like the rude guy in the sports car who speeds around you on the highway, only to discover that traffic has slowed because there's a cop up ahead.
God rewards patience. The Bible tells me so:
In Ecclesiates 7:8---Better is the end of a thing than the beginning thereof: and the patient in spirit is better than the proud in spirit.
In Lamentations 3:26---It is good that a man should both hope and quietly wait for the salvation of the LORD.
And Psalms 37:7---Rest in the LORD, and wait patiently for him.
But it's tough. Especially when you know the blessing is coming, but you don't know when.
Modern technology has ruined our patience with God. DVR allows us to fast forward through commercials and now we think we can fast forward through life, skipping the parts we don't like. The microwave allows us to cook a meal in minutes, so we forget that the best things are simmered and slowly seasoned. Facebook and Twitter allows instant messaging, so we don't understand why God doesn't always reply to prayers in the blink of an eye.
And so, here I am, still waiting. My faith is strong, so I know God has things under control. But my patience is short, so I want it NOW. I want to know the outcome. I want to know everything will work out in my favor.
And so, I pray:
Dear Lord, I am being patient. I have no choice. You are in control. But please, please, please hurry!