A few nights ago I found myself contemplating different levels of patience. I find that my patience varies throughout the day depending on the situation and the individual requiring the gift of patience. You know what I've realized? I get less annoyed with people I expect don't know any better. For example, I am usually (not always, but usually) much more patient with my students with special needs, then with my students I expect to know better. Whether or not this is fair or warranted is not the point of this post. My point is this:
What if God handled patience the same way I do? Losing patience because I should know better? Where would I be then?
He is PATIENT with you, not wanting anyone to parish,
but everyone to come to repentance."
2 Peter 3:9