Patience
If God is all-powerful, why doesn't he just solve the problems of the world with miracles?
I was walking past the front lawn near the swingset, thinking about how as we get older, we begin to understand that certain amounts of time 'fly by'. When I was young, all time took forever. At my current age, time escapes swiftly on the order of months. I'm sure that in another few decades I won't know where the last 5 or even 10 years went.
At the same time, it becomes ok for things to take longer. Right now, I can't imagine doing anything for more than 2 or 4 years at a time. When I was younger, all issues (deforestation, poverty, etc) must be resolved immediately. I'm sure now that when I'm aged and these are still problems, I won't be surprised, though I will still hope for a better future.
I imagined God as being infinitely old, having seen all that was and all that will be.
We are so young, and we are in such a hurry.
That's why we are impatient with God.
For someone so old, I thought, eons must seem like a moment.
No wonder He's in no hurry.
He's seen it all.
Someone infinitely old must have infinite patience. Nothing is urgent.
I remember thinking this was important and I should write it down.
It proceeded to stay only in my head for years. I think it has been at least 4 years, perhaps 5. Apparently, I found it certain enough to not be urgent in the writing.
1 comment:
I like this and it oddly reminds me of Ents.
hooooooom. :)
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