“The testing of your faith produces patience. But let patience have its perfect work, that you may be perfect and complete, lacking nothing.” James 1:3-4
In Africa, life demanded patience. I grew accustomed to waiting for the sick to arrive at a clinic, waiting for taxis, and then waiting for other passengers to fill the taxis before we could leave. Over the years I could wait for hours without complaining.
I was the health facilitator over the region in which my staff and I treated from 3,000-5, 000 patients every month. I spent the last couple of days each month compiling the requested report for the agency that donated our vehicle. I filled out 40 columns for the 72 villages with the exact number of men, women, children, and cases of worms, malaria, anemia and more.
In 1988, a short-term missionary showed me a spreadsheet on a computer she had brought with her. She taught me how to type in the numbers each day, so at the end of the month, I pressed a key and it calculated. Wow! It was a labor-saving device. She sold me her computer because she wanted a faster one.
When I returned to the States and saw the newest computers, I wanted one.
I don’t know when it happened, but I lost my patience. Today, if it takes longer than thirty seconds for a computer or television to start, I become impatient.
We need patience to maintain our sanity and grow as Christians. For how else will we ever become perfect and complete? I should pray that God restores my patience, but that’s a scary prayer because lots more will happen forcing me to develop patience.