Patience

Sweet patience, come:

Not from a low and earthly source, —

Waiting, till things shall have their course, —

Not as accepting present pain

On hope of some hereafter gain, —

Not in a dull and sullen calm, —

But as a breath of heavenly balm,

Bidding my weary heart submit

To bear whatever God sees fit:

Sweet Patience, come.  – Hymns of The Church Militant

 

Sometimes we use a necessary patience to call attention to ourselves. We grumble and grown like my knees after a workout. We act as if our patience deserves a reward. When we do, our patience is hardly the virtue Suzy’s mother used to talk about.

Patience, when practiced correctly, endues us with content of mind and evenness of temper. Disappointments are not crosses, all anxious thoughts are disarmed of their sting. The eyes of the patient fixedly wait on the inward power of God’s providence.

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About the author

Webb Hubbell is the former Associate Attorney General of The United States. His novels, When Men Betray, Ginger Snaps, A Game of Inches, The Eighteenth Green, and The East End are published by Beaufort Books and are available online or at your local bookstore. When Men Betray won one of the IndieFab awards for best novel in 2014. Ginger Snaps and The Eighteenth Green won the IPPY Awards Gold Medal for best suspense/thriller. His latest, “Light of Day” will be on the bookstands soon.