The Waiting Is The Hardest Part

I do not consider myself to be a notoriously patient person when circumstances conspire to hinder my progress towards what I consider to be highly desirable ends. In traffic, for example, I tend to feel notoriously claustrophobic in traffic, feeling myself trapped by the lack of progress ahead and lack of ability to move from side to side. As I have commented on before, any situation in life that tends to make me feel trapped will increase my frustration and anxiety levels to fairly high and often dangerous levels [1]. As a result, I have adopted various strategies to try to limit my exposure to this kind of stress in my life, even if I still struggle often to cope in the midst of such problems when they do occur. Nevertheless, traffic is one of those classic cases where I do not wait particularly well or easily, although it is not the only case where that phenomenon occurs.

As a result of my hobby of reading books for review, I spend a lot of time waiting for books. Since I am always reading books on a fairly rapid basis, I think it is easy for others to underestimate just how often and just how long I have to wait for books. On more than one occasion I have waited in vain for books because of trouble with the postage system (including books that have been stolen from mailboxes or from envelopes in route). On the contrary, there have been occasions where I have been surprised by books because they took so long to arrive that I had forgotten that I had asked for him. This happens especially with the Author’s Blog Tour volumes, since I request a lot of these books and few of the authors in them send any kind of feedback that they are sending a book my way until I end up with the book a few days to a few weeks later. To give some example of the nature of my waiting for books, here is a list of all the books that I know I am waiting for (remember that there are additional books that I may be waiting for depending on whether the authors/publishers have enough copies) and how long I have been waiting for them so far:

February 18: Death By The Book (a Christian legal thriller)
March 13: The Advocate (a Christian historical legal thriller)
March 26: The Passion Principles
April 7: Strangers At My Door
April 8: The Good Dad

A couple of those books relate to other aspects of waiting in my life. The Passion Principles deals with the question of godly sexuality within the bounds of marriage, a subject that does not have immediate relevance but does express my own open longings for a godly marriage [2]. Likewise, the book The Good Dad is about parenting, a subject I do not have any personal experience in but is also a longing of my own [3]. In both cases, there is a bit of tension when it comes with reading and trying to mentally prepare for such things as marriage and parenting. To what extent does using our time to prepare for a possibility that is by no means certain signal or induce discontent, and to what extent is it a wise use of time?

Given that life has so much waiting for me, I suppose it is something I ought to be good at, seeing all the practice I have. There is a fine line between being patient and being lazy, though, between not wanting to rush matters and failing to take advantage and properly utilize the opportunities that one has. This balance is a difficult one to maintain, as there are pitfalls on all sides. I suppose we must do the best to cultivate right action as well as discernment in knowing when to be patient and when to act with all dispatch. Knowing those opportunities allows us to choose the best response, and to avoid either of the extremes that can make life very frustrating and complicated.

[1] See, for example:

[2] See, for example:

[3] See, for example:

About nathanalbright

I'm a person with diverse interests who loves to read. If you want to know something about me, just ask.
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2 Responses to The Waiting Is The Hardest Part

  1. Pingback: Book Review: The Good Dad | Edge Induced Cohesion

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