I’ve never claimed to be a patient person. Actually, I think one of my most obvious traits is my highly noticeable impatience. But hey, at least I own it.
I was listening to someone speak this August, and he began to talk about challenging seasons of life. I think I was half listening, basically anticipating the usual: “when something big shifts or changes, anxiety, loss, grief, etc.” To my shock he said the times in his life that have required the most courage have been the times of waiting.
No, not like waiting for the new iPhone, or waiting for your coffee, or waiting in line at the bank. Those waits have definable end times. You know with absolute certainty that eventually this line will move and that lovely barista will hand you your promised caffeine fix. There is relief in the knowledge that this period of waiting will end, despite the fact that you probably don’t know when.
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