Going to the doctor can be a trial if you are not feeling well and you have to wait to be seen in the waiting room filled with other sick people. When you’ve waited for a long time, it’s difficult to be pleasant and kind to the people who will serve you, once you get into the examining room. God uses so many ways to teach us what we need to know, and one of the things I need to learn is patience. Today, when I visited our local Urgent Care Center, I could almost feel God smiling as He directed my lesson in the Virtue of Patience.
Did He whisper to me? Patience is a Virtue, and you need to learn to practice this virtue. I don’t know, but this is the first verse I thought about as I waited in the Urgent Care Waiting Room.
By contrast, the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, generosity, faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control. There is no law against such things. Galatians 5: 21-23
I was the second person in line when I arrived at Urgent Care, and there was no one else in the waiting room. As I sat there waiting to be called back to the exam room, more people came in and many of them were sick. They were hacking and coughing. I shuddered as I tried to find a different place to sit in the waiting room away from those who were probably contagious! I don’t want to return as a sick patient! Oh, when would they call me into the exam room? (I had been waiting for almost 49 minutes.) Yes, I was keeping track of the time. Patience? I don’t know, but keeping track of my wait time made me feel justified in how I reacted. Everytime I stood up, my knee hurt, and it hurt badly. Ouch. When would I see the doctor?
Lord, what are you doing? I hurt and I’m still waiting! They aren’t that busy that I have to wait so long!
At almost 59 minutes, the nurse called my name. I limped over to her waiting at the door. Clearly, I wasn’t happy. She just smiled, but she didn’t apologize for the wait, but..All right, back to the practice of patience.
Did I hear the whisper of my guardian angel? It is better to bite your tongue than to say an unkind word to another child of God. This would only offend God.
I bit my tongue as I was escorted into the exam room. Ouch!
The nurse checked my pulse and blood pressure, then she left the exam room. I didn’t see that many people waiting to be seen. Most of the exam roooms we passed were open with no one in them. Ouch!
It was another 20 minutes, and I was ready to gird my loins and go to battle, but I hurt too much. Ouch!!! I had to bite my tongue not to say something, anything, about the amount of time I waited to be seen. Ouch!
I thought I heard a light chuckle in the air.
The nurse practitioner was very nice and seemed capable. She diagnosed my knee problem as that of having a fluid filled cyst that would eventually resolve itself. Rest. Ice. Compression. Elevation. Time. (More patience!) Here’s what you have, and there’s nothing we can do about it. Sigh!
I limped out of the exam room and into the lobby. I was burning on the inside, but not for fear of the Lord or the Love of God. I was in pain. I was frustrated. I was…tired of being kept waiting…
Like a planned distraction, I could smell hyacinths in the breeze! I love the fragrance of hyacinths! Oh, my, what a beautiful afternoon!
I still had time to enjoy the day!!!! My frustration flowed off of me like a waterfall emptying itself into a pool of fragrant, clear water. I stopped next to my car and imagined the scene in my head. Beautiful and peaceful.
It must have been my guardian angel whispering in the wind.
This is what He wants you to give you. Patience is a gift. Pray. Pray. Pray.
I sat in my car for a moment. The air was very fragrant with the smell of hyacinths. I whispered a quick prayer to help me learn patience.
I pulled out of the parking lot and into traffic. I was on a single lane road with the car in front of me going between 18 and 20 mph. The speed liimit was 35mph and there was no way to pass the driver.
Good Grief! He’s at it again! This time I think I heard my guardian angel smile. I do need to learn patience.
Lord, God, is there any other way?