I'm standing in the Crowne Center during a church service. It comes time to take up the offering, and Pastor McBride leads the church in prayer. It's at this point that I start squirming. I squeeze my eyes shut, determined to not peek. You see, I can hardly stand not knowing what the offertory music is going to be. Sometimes it's an instrumental, sometimes it's the choir, sometimes a vocal ensemble—either way, the offertory special music is one of my favorite parts of the Campus Church services. Most of the time I lose the battle, opening my eyes just enough to catch a glimpse of who's going to be doing the special.
I guess you could say that I have a little problem with being patient.
The other night in our nightly prayer group with some of the girls on my hall, our prayer leader challenged us to be patient. She pointed out how so often we get caught up in rushing around campus trying to get everything accomplished, that we forget to just be patient. She reminded us to be patient in the little things, whether you're waiting for an elevator or standing in line for food at the dining hall.
It's seems like such a small thing, but since then, I've been trying to become more patient. Sometimes it works, and other times it doesn't, but I've found that I can focus so much more on other people when I take the time to simply care about them for a minute. I might even be getting better about peeking before the offertory.
Even though you might feel as if you're running around just trying to take care of your own problems, take the time to calm down and see what those around you might be struggling with as well. You might even be surprised to find out that it doesn't really matter if you have to wait for the next elevator!0