In a culture of instant gratification, people have forgotten about the virtue of patience. A minister once described waiting as an arrow in an Archer's quiver. The Archer picks each arrow randomly to shoot and never considers which one he picked. All he does is pick from the quiver and aim at a target. But before the arrow gets into a quiver, it undergoes a process. I'll be using the Arrow, Archer and the quiver to talk about waiting and patience.
The Arrow, The Archer, and The Quiver
Before an arrow is made, it undergoes a thorough process of heating and sharpening. Until it gives the sharp edge desired by the blacksmith, it remains useless. This process can be likened to the hard times people go through, oftentimes it's a process of preparation for a greater use.
When the arrows are made, they're placed in a quiver that holds as many of its kinds as possible. The Archer picks from this quiver and makes use of it. When the Archer picks and shoots, he never considers which his hands carry, it happens at random. God is like the Archer, he blesses those he had prepared at random, as long as you're in the quiver(The waiting place) it's definite that you'll be picked someday.

The waiting can be tiring, watching how many leaves the quiver with you still stuck inside. But what you do while waiting determines the end result. Once an arrow becomes blurred, it loses its ability to make a greater impact on its target. The beauty of waiting lies in our ability to remain strong through the process of it. Not every arrow makes it to the quiver, only those that passed through the heat and hammering of a blacksmith, not all arrows make great impact, only those that remain sharpened while in the quiver. The stronger the Archer draws the bow, the farther the arrow goes. So, sometimes every pain, every disappointment, every betrayal, every discomfort, is a preparation for a greater impact, but only if we remain faithful and trust God's process while in the master's Quiver (waiting place).
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