The Patient Wait

Bess is mad and not talking to me. The reasons aren’t important, but the truth I learned today might be. As I wondered how long I’d have to wait for her to get over it, I was reminded about opportunities I was trying to set up for her with her education and contacts I had for her. I was concerned that she would miss out because of her anger. It dawned on me that I was no different with God. I thought about times I was rebellious with Him and I had a visual of God sitting there, knowing how long it would take me to get “over it” and come back to Him. And I wondered how many opportunities I’ve missed out on in my life, as He patiently waited.