I’ve tried and tried to write yesterday’s post about patience — last night, and this morning, and this afternoon. And it just hasn’t worked. Too many different things I want to say about it — about learning and practicing it, and about human patience and divine patience.
Tonight, all I’m left with is gladness that so many people are so patient with me. . . .
Patient when I’m indecisive.
Patient when I’m fearful.
Patient when I’m unkind.
Patient when I’m sad.
Patient when I’m needy.
Patient when I’m insensitive.
Patient when I’m forgetful.
And God, who is patient with my sinfulness and chose to redeem me.
Christ who patiently wore my sins and their punishment.
The Holy Spirit who patiently continues to conform me to the image of Christ.
When I consider the magnitude of patience exercised toward me, I feel so very small, and so very glad.
©2015 by Stacy Nott