Greetings to you all great people.
Let's view together the impact of being impatience.
Yesterday, while I was actually at home doing laundry, something happened that really stayed with me.
Peter was nearby, picking weeds from the flower bed. At some point, he called out to John, one of the younger boys in the house, and sent him on a small errand.
John quickly went off to do what he was asked. A few minutes passed.
Still focused on his weeding, peter started getting impatient. He didn’t realize that John was already close just about to return with what he was sent to get. Without looking up, peter expressed his frustration out loud:
“Has this boy forgotten what I asked him to do?”
John heard it.
He had been right there, on his way back. But the moment he heard those words, he stopped.
Paused.
Then quietly turned around and walked away.
I saw the whole thing happen, and it hit me deeply.
And in most cases, this is how we treat God.
We pray.
We ask Him for help.
We believe for a while.
But when the answer doesn’t come as fast as we expect, we start complaining.
We question.
We speak words of frustration and doubt.
And what if, just like John, God is already near?
What if the answer is just about to reach us, and our words cause it to turn back?
That moment wasn’t just about peter and john. It was a reflection of us and heaven.
Sometimes our lack of patience delays what’s already on the way.
Sometimes our doubt sends the answer back.
So now, I’m learning to wait with trust.
To keep silent when I’m tempted to murmur.
Because sometimes the help I need is already closer than I think
And I don’t want to push it away.
And you're reading this beautiful write-up from your handsome friend johnpetra. Learn.. unlearn and relearn.