What is patience, and why is it so hard to have nowadays? The first part of that question is easy to figure out. Here are some definitions. (from dictionary.com)
1) the quality of being patient, as the bearing of provocation, annoyance, misfortune, or pain, without complaint, loss of temper, irritation, or the like.
2) an ability or willingness to suppress restlessness or annoyance when confronted with delay.
3) quiet, steady perseverance; even-tempered care; diligence.
However, the second part of that question is more difficult. I believe it has to do with Western culture and how those of us who live in the West, and especially in the United States, are accustomed to getting everything super-fast–from cooking in our microwave ovens to having many kinds of businesses having a drive-through lane so we can get whatever we’re going to get faster. It also is reflected in the many accidents that you see on the roads that help us get from place to place. If people were more patient and would drive at reasonable speeds, there would not be as many car accidents or as many people experiencing road rage as a friend of mine on Facebook talked about witnessing yesterday.
So, what can change this? How do we gain more patience? I think we need to make a conscious choice to slow down. Give ourselves more time to get places. Realize that nothing is going to happen overnight, especially that fame or fortune that those of us who are writers might like to have. As I said in another post a while back, just keep doing a little bit each day to get better, and eventually, you’ll be the writer, and the person, you want to be.
Am I saying that’s an easy thing? No, it’s not. It’s especially hard for me. I think though of the parable of the sower of the seed in Luke 8:4-8.
“And when a great multitude came together, and they of every city restored unto him, he spake by a parable. The sower went forth to sow his seed: and as
he sowed, some fell by the way side; and it was trodden under foot, and the birds of the heaven devoured it. And other fell on the rock; and as soon as it
grew, it withered away, because it had no moisture. And other fell amidst the thorns; and the thorns grew with it and choked it. And other fell into the
good ground, and grew, and brought forth fruit a hundredfold. As he said these things, he cried, He that hath ears to hear let him hear.”
Seeds take time to grow, and I want my seeds to be on good ground. May we all have patience today in whatever we do.
Until next time, be real!