It is tempting to succumb to impatience, especially when confronted with the injustices plaguing our world; seeing innocent individuals stripped of their dignity and respect can be disheartening. It’s equally tempting to grow frustrated with the impatience displayed by others, screaming for “their way or no way”.
Amidst this, we’re reminded of the virtue of patience. We mustn’t lose hope when observing the state of the world, our faith communities, our neighbours or even ourselves in the mirror. Every gesture, no matter how small – be it offering a drink of water, speaking words of encouragement, or expressing love – holds significance. These are seeds sown in the Kingdom of God, destined to blossom in due time. God, who initiated this good work, will bring it to completion in the fullness of time.
God, in His infinite wisdom, often employs the most unexpected and seemingly insignificant means to achieve His purposes: a drop of water, hands laid upon a head anointed with oil, a morsel of bread and a sip of wine, a gentle word, a sign displayed on a sidewalk, or a silent prayer uttered in secrecy. Remarkably, God even utilizes ordinary individuals like you and me.
Praying
It doesn’t have to be
the blue iris, it could be
weeds in a vacant lot, or a few
small stones; just
pay attention, then patch
a few words together and don’t try
to make them elaborate, this isn’t
a contest but the doorway
into thanks, and a silence in which
another voice may speak.
Thirst, by Mary Oliver
Ronan Barry
