How Patient Am I?

One line of a book made me think......."She hung up the phone." I instantly thought of the old rotary dial phones I grew up with. I instantly remembered the way it sounded to actually hang up a phone. We don't really hang up anymore. There's no real finality to it. When you don't hear that "clunk." Used to, when you hung up, you hung up. But now, the hang up may be followed by a text....."Nice talking to you....Oh, forgot to tell you....." We are totally and completely connected. And then there's Facebook and Twitter. Pinterest.

Earlier today I went visiting over at Debbie's place and she challenged me with a question: "Just how patient am  I?" I think, not very. People have told me I am very patient, and I am sometimes, depending on the situation. But lately I am surprised at just how quickly the anger can flare up when the clothing I am trying to get off the hanger wont come off. Or when I am trying to find a parking place at work and someone beats me to it.

I text while in line at the store......Not a minute to be wasted. Or I take out my phone and get caught up on Words with Friends. I wonder......I remember, how would I feel now if I had to wait for that rotary dial to finish dialing that number. I hear it in my mind, and sometimes I wish I could hear it again. I remember my Grandmother's dial was literally worn down she used it so much. She would have loved texting.

The hang up. The pause. The reflecting on the call that just finished. It seems there are fewer and fewer pauses anymore. That's why I think it's important we set out to create them in our lives.

That was the whole idea of doing my blog. Creating a quiet place of rest, carving out some time to meet with God.......getting out of the fast lane of life for just awhile. We need it more and more. I am thinking that our whole society, while dedicated to saving time, actually makes us savor time less.

I think we need more pauses. What do you think?