Patience

"Patience is the quiet endurance of what we cannot but wish removed." I read that sentence tonight as I was reading and studying the scripture from last week's Sunday School lesson in Romans 5.

"...we also exult in our tribulations..."
"...we glory in tribulations..."
"...we glory in afflictions..."



"We continue to shout our praise even when we're hemmed in with troubles, because we know how troubles can develop passionate patience in us,  and how that patience in turn forges the tempered steel of virtue, keeping us alert for whatever God will do next.

  In alert expectancy such as this, we're never left feeling shortchanged. Quite the contrary—we can't round up enough containers to hold everything God generously pours into our lives through the Holy Spirit!"  (Romans 5:3-5 from The Message) 

I have joked  that it is dangerous to pray for patience, but I have prayed for it many times.   Perhaps as a nation of people, (many who claim the Name of Jesus as Lord and Savior), we are learning to quietly endure.  Can our culture of  people simply put aside personal agendas and do what is best for the whole? 

What am I enduring in this time of confinement? 
Can I say with Paul, that I exult in this tribulation?
Am I really alert for what God will do next?
Do I feel shortchanged or cheated?

Do I trust God enough to live this new way for just another 30 days?

If I can't trust Him for that, how could I possibly trust Him with my eternity?