Patience, Young Paduan

"T" and II have often noticed that when my internal thermostat is not where it is supposed to be, the reason usually lies with impatience. Something didn’t get done fast enough, something didn’t get done correctly, someone didn’t listen the first time, and things of that nature.

While it would be easy to blame my circumstances for my impatience and not take responsibility, the fact is I am to blame. I am the one who has allowed myself to get to this point and I need to learn better.

It would probably be best if I learned to recognize what “sets me off” and then I can take action. Thinking back, it really all boils down to about four things:

I am running out of time: It often happens that when I cut myself short on time, I start to panic and become impatient. Where did the time go? Why didn’t we get out of here faster?

I have learned over the years to plan well, making sure to give myself extra time just in case there are unforeseen circumstances.

Something didn’t get done correctly: (Sigh) I wish I could say that whenever my kids make a mistake, I gently correct them and show them the proper way to do things. However, that would not be true. I find that I get impatient when I have to show them, time and time and time again, how something needs to be done.

The Lord has gotten my heart over this one though; how often has He had to show me something, over and over and over again? I am getting better, but at times impatience still creeps in.

Someone isn’t listening to instructions: This one is the hardest for me. I dislike having them disregard me or not follow through with something given to them. If I ask them to do something, I like it done right away. If I tell them something needs to get done, I don’t want to be given an argument.

I have come to realize that when my kids aren’t listening, the fault is mine! I need to be better training them to listen and obey. I also need to make sure that they hear my instructions clearly and understand my intentions. With work and time, it will get better.

My pride has been hurt: I think pride is the root of the problem! My pride is a sensitive thing and when my pride is pricked, I get impatient. How dare they not listen to me? How dare they drag their feet or not do it right the first time; after all, didn’t I show them the right way to do it? Why can’t they just do what I want?

I need to learn to take a step back and think things through. Very often, my kids aren’t trying to be disobedient, I have just set my expectations too high. It isn’t their fault when I haven’t planned out our day well or there are unexpected delays. I also need to remember that they are young and still learning. In time, they will do things correctly the first time and not need as much instruction. They will come to listen and obey, when they are trained to do so.

Whether it is chores, homeschooling, relationships, or work; patience is a virtue that we cannot do without. Knowing my own limits and working through them, will help me to better get a handle on my patience.

I remember hearing once, that if you ask the Lord to give you patience, He will often bring you trials by which to learn it. I pray that as I get older and mature in the Lord, I will better develop patience. That as I learn, I will be teaching my children by example.

Do you struggle with impatience, too? What usually “sets you off”?

8 thoughts on “Patience, Young Paduan

  1. Yes, I have struggled with this too. Usually it’s because I am wrapped up in something (thoughts of my own) and don’t really want the bother of talking to anyone unti I figure it out! Sad to admit, but the Lord has helped me tremendously with this and I am far better than I used to be. I used to be a snapper! 😉


  2. Thanks for stopping by my blog the other day and “liking” it. It was encouraging to have a visitor just after I had launched it. I appreciate your time!

    It was especially meaningful, because it was wonderful to stop by today and read this post. Seems I always need reminding! These things set me off, definately, but so does being hungry. Sometimes I am so busy, I don’t realize I haven’t eaten. Other times I am set off because I want to be doing something other than homeschooling and repeating the same thing over and over….sigh….homeschooling is about raising moms, isn’t it? I feel like I learn more than the kids.

    Thanks for the encouragement.


    • LOL… I have learned more from preparing to teach, than I EVER did in high school! I think homeschooling teaches all of us, book wise and life wise.
      I too have a bad habit of not eating until the last minute. I tend to want my house in order before relaxing to eat. The problem is that it never seems to be quite done, so I never seem to eat. I really need to get out of this habit, as it is now causing health problems. Oh, well; one day at a time.


  3. Patience is my #1 struggle and, as a consequence, it is now a struggle with my kids. Sigh. I have been trying to tell everyone to just relax, including myself. Hopefully, the more I say it, the more it will happen–haha!
    Thanks for visiting!


  4. I still struggle with this, although I am older, but it’s much better than when I was in my 20s and 30s. Also, keeping up with my 12-year-old son is a challenge.

    I know a lot of issues can be traced back to pride, because we look at our children’s behavior and see it as a reflection of us–and sometimes it is. Other times, it’s only that they have some growing and maturing to do, but then again, so do we–no matter what our age. God, give us more patience and help us to fully lean on your grace.


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