Growing up with two parents working full time was a the ultimate exercise in patience. (smile). As the middle child, I felt I was always waiting for one thing or another. Waiting to be picked up from ballet, waiting for the 36 bus, waiting at mom's office after school, waiting to eat dinner after church. Thank goodness, I had a library card to transform mundane stretches of time into fantasy courtesy of Nancy Drew, Pippi Longstocking, Anne of Green Gables, and Margaret Simon.
Fast forward to the present and I still hate waiting, Why? When I'm waiting for someone else, I am not in control.
What about when we are forced to wait on God?
If you pray, you must learn to wait. To be clear, though, you are waiting on God to move. You are not waiting on a grantor to pay out, a friend to reimburse you, or a colleague to apologize. Instead, you are waiting in silence with child like anticipation for God's solution to the problem.
God favors those who fear and reverence His Lordship through obedience to his requirements. It's a promise, darling.