Patience, Iago, Patience

Just about any time someone mentions patience, I think of Jafar and Iago in the first (only) Aladdin movie.

This scene:

Pretty sure most of my thoughts and memories are movie quotes. And TV quotes. And comedian's quotes. "Quotes".

But I digress.

Lately, God's been teaching me patience. It's not my favorite lesson to learn. I will freely admit it's a lesson I can always learn more thoroughly. As soon as I think I've got it down, BAM, I try to take control of whatever situation, and thereby, lose patience. With God, with myself, with just about anyone around me.

Good times.

A while back, I lived in Dallas. I got a job working 20 miles from my apartment. Took about 20 to drive there, if there was no traffic (read: 3am). In Dallas, there's always traffic. So, my morning and evening commute usually took about an hour. Four freeways.

Good times.

I found the least stressful way for me to make this twice-daily commute was to just go with the flow. I figured out which lane I needed to be in for my next freeway change and got in it as soon as I got on that freeway. Then I went right along with whatever speed the guy in front of me went. Didn't try to weave through traffic just to save a few minutes (seconds really). Once I was in that lane, I didn't change.

I watched others grow impatient and try to bob and weave through the chaos, continually moving, but never getting very far past me. Generally speaking, going faster didn't help them get anywhere faster.

My method made my commute much more peaceful.

Not faster, mind you, but a lot less mental stress. I'd usually end up right behind the same person for at least 30 minutes, sometimes the full hour. Then, when they'd get off, or I'd get off, I'd wave and say, "Bye traveling buddy!" (Which is a partial quote from Jonah: A VeggieTales Movie...)

Over the last few weeks, I've felt the Holy Spirit encouraging me, nudging me, to take this same approach. I drive a lot less now, working from home and all, but when I do drive, I've gotten in the habit of bobbing and weaving and trying to get wherever I'm going a little bit sooner than everyone around me.

And it's been stressing me out.

"Patience," the Holy Spirit nudges, "patience." Get in the lane you need to be in, and stay in it. Don't worry about anyone around you. Do what you know you're supposed to be doing. The cars passing you are not beating you. You don't know what they're supposed to be doing. They're not you. They may not even be going the same place.

Stay in your lane, do your thing, live your life. Don't worry about the friend who's ten years younger than you and getting married. She's not beating you. You don't know what she's supposed to be doing. She's not you.

You do you, boo.

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