“I waited patiently for the Lord; He turned to me and heard my cry.” Psalm 40:1
Because of the summer heat I’ve found a pleasant donut shop down the road with air conditioning and pretty good coffee. Since it’s got free wi-fi, I like to plug in and spend the morning alternately writing and watching people.
This one lady came in with a cute toddler straddling her hip. The lady was dressed stylishly with expensive-looking sunglasses riding across the top of her head. She shifted her body from side to side impatiently as she watched the counter guy move about like molasses. She sighed loudly enough for me to notice from across the store.
Four people were ahead of her and the counter guy worked steadily to fill the customers’ orders.
After he’d filled two orders and started to fill the third customer’s order, the lady with the toddler spoke up in exasperation, “Is there someone else who could take my order?”
The counter guy calmly and respectfully explained that he was the only person in the shop who could fill her order. Mrs. Impatient rolled her eyes, then flounced out of the shop. Those of us seated nearby met each others glances. I’m sure we all had the same thought: “Sheesh, would it have hurt the lady to wait maybe one more minute?”
Because the lady couldn’t control her feelings of impatience—and spoiled entitlement, I might add—she missed out on some really sweet things.
I’ve read that one of the most important qualities in any person who succeeds in life is the ability to put off instant gratification for a higher goal somewhere in the future.
Jesus is the ultimate example of putting off His own personal comfort for the goal of our salvation and His ultimate eternal glory.
Philippians Chapter Two—go ahead and read the whole chapter—tells us what Jesus gave up, and the humble attitude He took on as a human being.
He was willing to wait for good things down the road.