“Wait for the Lord; be strong, and let your heart take courage; wait for the Lord!” Psalm 27:14 (ESV)
There are many things I can do well:
Being organized. Bargain shopping (or any kind of shopping). Braiding my daughter’s hair with minimal bickering.
I’m pretty sure when God was handing out the gift of patience, I skipped right past that line for something else.
Blame it on being the baby of my family for twelve blissful years. Or perhaps it’s because of my notoriously headstrong streak which dates back to my toddler days.
Whatever it is – I’m a huge fan of when everything and everyone around me moves in sync with my timing, my plans, and my way of doing things.
The world just seems to flow better when I feel like I am the one in control of my life and my circumstances.
So to hear the word “WAIT”, it’s the equivalent of someone trying to snatch that control out of my firm grip.
And my initial response is to put up a fight…even if it means fighting with God.