We don't have forever
Ooh, baby daylight's wasting (wasting, wasting, wasting)
You better kiss me (kiss me)
Before our time has run out
Before they turn the lights out.
We all crank up the volume in our cars when Beyonce's latest hit comes on. That's just a truth, yeah? XO so incredibly empowering, and it pinpoints this desire that we have: to be loved now. Like, right now.
But here's my learning curve lately: True, authentic love, the kind I'm after anyway, is so freaking patient, and I am not.
1 John 4:8 tells us that God is Love, and we know from 1 Corinthians 13:4 that Love is patient, and Matthew 5:48 tells us we must strive for perfection, for our Heavenly Father is perfect (I'm just chucking these Bible verses at you). So we must practice this virtue of patience in a world where it seems like anything can be ours by clicks of buttons and clocks. Beyonce makes us want to have That Moment so badly, and she emphasizes the immediacy of this desire in her latest single XO.
But here's two important things to keep in mind when your heart races, and not in the fun-butterfly way:
1) You can't make him love you, and 2) Patience is a virtue which will be so beneficial for your heart.
Fr. Dominic Radecki writes, "Patience is exercised when we resign our will to the will of God and accept our crosses as coming from the hand of God for our welfare. Our individual burdens, whatever they may be, are God’s gift and have divine blessings for us, if we bear them in faith and love. When we call upon God for help, He will likely not take the load from our shoulders, but rather strengthen us to carry the burden."
Let's look at dat 1 Corinthians 13:4: Love is patient. Love is kind. It is not jealous, not pompous, not inflated...It bears all things, hopes all things, endures all things.
Check it. It even endures time which, as Beyonce sings, always seems to be working against us. "Love me before they turn the lights out...we don't have forever...daylight's wasting...before our time runs out...LOVEMELOVEMELOVEME."
So here's a brief testimony without revealing too much of my heart, for as Christ tells St. Faustina, there are certain things that must be kept between our heart and His, things that even the angels must not know about: So I once had a conversation with a man, and we both admitted that we like each other. Obviously, joy erupted in my heart. But then he asked something of me: patience.
And. I. Said. Whut. Not really, I said yes, let's take it to prayer, yes, sounds like a good idea, etc, until the next morning when I did think, "whutwhutwhutwhut. Why not nowwwwww, damnit."