Today, I was making some coffee and as I was boiling the water I put salt in it to lower the boiling point so that it would boil faster.
I was using some chemistry. Anyway, I put quite a bit of salt in my water because I was in such a rush to drink my coffee.
I could just see myself drinking a good cup of Joe while reading my Bible and talking to God.
As I prepared my coffee, I made a concoction with honey, cinnamon, sugar, coffee, and milk.
Then I poured my now hot-water, took a sip, and got this awful salty taste. I thought it was from the amount of cinnamon I had used.
I poured out that cup and poured me another cup with fewer ingredients, and to my chagrin I got the same taste.
Then it hit me. It was all that salt I had put in the water because I wanted to rush the boiling process.
Immediately, my spirit spoke and said, “See that’s what happens when you rush.” You would say it was just common sense, I say it was the spirit because of the word that followed.
My spirit went on to say, “In life when you rush things like relationships, because of the eager longing of a sweet/savoring feeling of love or any gooshy feeling for that matter, you end up with the product all bitter; only because you would not be patient enough to wait for the product to get fully developed.”
The Bible bears witness to this in the book of James stating, “Let patience have her perfect work so that you may be complete and lacking nothing.”
Can you recount how many times you weren’t patient enough and then saw because of your impatience you lost the thing/person you rushed?
I believe truly in my spirit that God, in these trying days, that we are to start being more patient with Him, His word, and His doings.
So many times we expect God to pop up when it’s convenient for us, but I found He doesn’t operate like that.
So, today let’s make a vow to be more patient and see the Lord bring His promises through, whether they be in relation to a mate, job, schooling, or whatever.
It’s funny because many times we miss the turn God wanted us to make and then we end up lost or disappointed.
We think God did us wrong or gave bad directions, but it was only because we wouldn’t be still long enough to listen or wait for the coffee water to boil. Well, I’m now starting over with a new/cleaned pot of water (which in some ways can translate to forgiveness). This time I plan to wait. What do you think?