Patience is not a trait I seem to have much of. A lesson God has worked on in my heart for a long time. Yet, just when I think I have it, I am tested and again find I have none. In part, I am a “doer” in a sense. The one not satisfied until I have mastered a computer skill, solved the medical mystery of a patient’s symptoms, or to find the solution of how to do it better. All of which are good traits in their right place. However, when asked to wait with patience, I don’t fair so well. I want the answer now! For me it is not always a lack of faith. I know and trust that God can and does desire to do the best. Yet, I just wish sometimes He did not ask me to wait. Is that when doubt arises? Definitely!
Doubt about Him? Not really, the doubt arises as to me. What if I mess it up? Could it be that my failures could change it before it is realized? What if?
Recently, this has presented itself with blaring tones, once more. A decision was made to move me into a position I had wanted. It truly was miraculous how it happened. How marvelously God works His wonders! Then, everything slowed down to a crawl to await credentialing. So, I with great patience wait? I wish I could say yes. But alas, that is not the case.