But let patience have its perfect work, that you may be perfect and complete, lacking nothing. - James 1:4
I’m in the Philippines this month teaching at pastors' conferences with a powerhouse team of dynamic women, all older and wiser than me.
Today was supposed to have been a routine, island-hopping jaunt by ferry to Bohol Island where we were scheduled to speak in the evening at a conference.
Like the woman in the photo stranded on the roadside, my day turned out to be a day filled with patience-testing circumstances. How I reacted revealed something in me.
Travel Delays, Stormy Seas, Shifting Priorities
The journey before us involved a rough sea crossing. The two Dramamine pills I took were making me terribly sleepy as we waited ad nauseum in the hot, cramped, pre-loading staging area at the docks.
Can you say "Dramamine"?
- “Melanie could take tonight’s session while we sleep!“
- “Melanie could give up her plenary tomorrow to make up for lost time!”
Me: “That works.”
(Peals of laughter ensued.)
- “Doesn’t anything ruffle your feathers?” one friend playfully chided.
And believe me, not getting frustrated is not in my “natural” temperament.
Patience, Tolerance and Perseverance
All of the peace I cried out for in my prayers during the most trying seasons of child raising, I have now, not because my babies are near grown, but because peace can be internal independent of agitators or circumstances.
You are not just molding your children. Your children are molding you, and its a beautiful thing.