I’ve been thinking about the question Janie asked during the Children’s Sermon Sunday. “If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?”
Patience. I’d like to be more patient, please. More patient in traffic; more patient in line at the store; more patient with my kids; more patient with myself; more patient with my dog; more patient with politics; even more patient with God, because sometimes he does not move as fast as I’d like. Yes, I’d like more patience, please. And I’d like it right away.
I’ve realized through the years that my lack of patience stems from a couple of places. To put it bluntly, I think I’m more important than other people, and I lack trust in the way God’s plan for the world is unfolding.
Scripture is instructive about both the root of my impatience and the remedy.
You are the people of God; he loved you and chose you for his own. So then, you must clothe yourselves with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness, and patience. Colossians 3:12
My patience (along with those other attributes) is a gift from God who chose me as his own. I belong to him, and my identity as a child of God is the starting place for my patience. I can try as hard as I can, but I will never be a patient person apart from God. Patience is a fruit that grows as my relationship with God grows.
Prayer: Lord, let me never forget my place as your child. Help me to grow in my understanding of your love for me in order that patience may abound.