Patience. Patience is a virtue, so they say. And ‘they’ are right, of course.
According to Benjamin Franklin, “He that can have patience can have what he will.”
A.A. Milne says, “Rivers know this: there is no hurry. We shall get there some day.”
“Patience is bitter, but its fruit is sweet”, says Aristotle.
I know that patience is a multi-faceted characteristic (staying calm in the face of an angry child = patience; waiting until Christmas Day to open the presents = patience), but it is so often associated with waiting. Waiting patiently, implying that we can also wait impatiently.
We’re currently at a time of ‘waiting’. There’s lots to be done during that time, but we’re waiting for a new, wonderfully exhausting chapter of our life to start. In many ways, this is a time to enjoy – time alone just the two of us, a house whose tidiness levels we can control, lie ins at the weekend…and yet I find myself anxious for the next 2 weeks just to be over already.
We’ve been building up to this for such a long time, it feels strange to be so close. I look around the house and think, ‘We are so NOT ready to have kids here!’ (think wires sticking out of walls, stuff EVERYWHERE and tools lying about), but I still want time to hurry along (it would be lovely if the jobs got done too…oh wait, that’s my job at the moment :s) and for our first placement to arrive. I’m not going to kid myself into thinking that it will be sunshine and rainbows – I’m anticipating the opposite.
And yet, excitement (alongside nervous anticipation!) is the overriding emotion. I can’t wait for them to be here!
The challenge, then, is to be waiting patiently. I am yet to figure out what that looks like, but patience will be much needed once they’re here, and so it will be good to have time to be asking God for this particular fruit of the Spirit in abundance 😉
“But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, forbearance, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control.” Galatians 5v22, The Bible