Already Included #53 – Patience
I feel like God has been encouraging me a lot recently about being patient. That rushing is born out of fear. And fear is extinguished as I experience perfect love.
I feel encouraged and reminded about The Good Shepherd who does not berate the sheep into trusting. No, sheep are extremely sensitive. There is no talking to a sheep. The Shepherd earns their trust slowly until the sheep feel safe. As slowly as the sheep need the process to be.
Many of us listened to people who left us almost drowning in condemnation. So much of their focus was on our behavior versus the heart of God. And let me be clear, I was one of those people. Unfortunately. But the more I experience God, the more all of that heaviness is filtered out of me.
All to say, I was talking with someone who had a heart attack recently. They were taken to the emergency room and surgery was performed immediately. They were kept awake during the surgery. As the surgeon inserted something to allow the blood to return to the heart, the blood flooded the heart all at once. It was such a shock to the system that the body took a bit to adjust. Even though it was a good thing that the blood returned to the heart, there was a danger that it could have been too much too quickly.
That really spoke to me in regards to those I love. I wish so badly to celebrate with everyone. And yet my words seem to continue to fall on deaf ears. In my own strength, I get so frustrated. The disappointment can be so tiring. I admit I have lashed out in my grief and frustration.
And I feel strongly corrected especially during recent times. Not that I have been on the wrong path, but I have been going about things in ways that are at least not helpful. I have seen people through my strength and my ego versus God’s heart. I feel like there are boundaries to be had, but that my focus needs to shift from defense to desiring healing in all. To see us all as those little sheep that primarily blinded by their fears. Who need healing.
And so it would probably benefit all if I was more patient. A pastor once referred to me on more than one occasion as a pitbull. And both my middle and last names mean “warrior”. Whew! But I need to be sure I am fighting for the right things in the most helpful way. The surgeon does not come in with a butcher knife in order to operate on the heart attack patient. No, the surgeon has a team and they delicately, as non-invasively as possible, make little cuts in order to repair what needs to be healed. They make sure the patient is responding well as they go. I need to also meet people where they are spiritually and fully trust God with their hearts and our connection. That looks like being patient and listening a whole lot more. That looks like letting go of prioritizing love over intellectual consensus or amy similar agenda. My motives are for the most part pure, but the ends will probably be furthered along faster if I use different means.
Now that I think of it, the heart attack survivor that I spoke with had to return to the hospital for a second surgery at a later date. Again, a great picture for spiritual things: God meets us at our current need. Trinity does not heal everything at once. The whole book isn’t thrown at us and we are not beaten over the head with it. Some speakers might do that, but not Holy Spirit. Jesus meets us exactly where we are and patiently walks with us step by step. One day at a time. And my relationships could most likely benefit from me doing the same.