Patience and its Perfect Work


James 1:2 My brethren, count it as all joy when you fall into various trails, 3 knowing that the testing of your faith produces patience. 4 But let patience have its perfect work, that you may be perfect and complete, lacking nothing.

Few among us, if any, can recall the days of the Great Depression, the period of uncertain times as the country was plunged into an era of too few jobs, bread lines, and street living. I wonder if we are about to witness similar times on a worldwide scale.

CovID19 has the world turned upside down, and it may only be at its beginning. Threats of illness and possible death from the virus abound. People are segregated and secluded to their homes, apart from family, social functions, unable to work, and earn money needed to eat, pay the mortgage, car payments, and insurance. All information conflicts previous reports of numbers of those who are ill, those who have died, and the actual severity of the virus itself. We do not know the truth from propaganda, and the conspiracy theorists are in their heyday. The Government assures us it will be ok, we will get through it. Patriots proclaim that America the Great will overcome this battle, just as it has risen to overcome challenges of its past. The powers that be, the creators of the pandemic shut down, are also the savior.

We are, in fact, citizens of a brave and free country. Yet we have become idle yes men as our rights under the US Constitution vanished overnight in one quick swoop. Did you see it? We gave no fight, no debate but went along, all in the name of safety, after all, the Government has our best interests at heart, does it not?

Does it?

I am not going to play the rebel. I’m not going to encourage my brothers and sisters of the land to rise up against the recommendations and restrictions of the US Government. Or for any Government for that matter. To do so would be wrong, sinful in the eyes of our Lord. As a believer in Christ I, we, are admonished in scripture to obey the governing authorities.

1 Peter 2:13 Therefore submit yourselves to every ordinance of man for the Lord’s sake, whether to the king as supreme, 14 or to governors, as to those who are sent by him for the punishment of evildoers and for the praise of those who do good.

This is, of course, unless we are instructed to refrain from speaking the gospel. That is the exception.

I will tell you, do as Jesus also said to us. And that is to “watch.” To watch and pray. Because surely just as simply as the shut down of CovID19 took over the world, the one that is to come will do the same. He will not bring war, he will bring peace and assurance to those who tremble in a world gone mad.

Revelation 6:2 And I looked, and behold, a white horse. He who sat on it had a bow; and a crown was given to him, and he went out to conquering and to conquer.



My mother often told me that she thought I was the woman or the persona of Norma Rae. If you aren’t familiar, Norma Rae is the character portrayed by Sally Field in the title of the same name. Norma Rae Webster was a high-spirited, determined woman who, in 1978, worked tirelessly to bring a union to the unfit working conditions of the textile mill she and proceeding generations were employed. And not gainfully, I should add. My mother had a way of reminding me of who she understood me to be even at my most dire moments. I lost her several years ago unexpectedly and as many of you can relate it is not a separation easily accepted.

Even so.

My other identity rests upon the inkling of one brother, who as I realized my first apartment after divorcing, connected my earnest desire to rise above my circumstances to womanly success and attributed my convictions to Mary Richards. This character was portrayed through a successful sitcom also in the 1970s by Mary Tyler Moore. Again, a woman, high spirited and determined, even successful. You remember the song – You’re gonna make it after all.

The truth is, I didn’t bring a union, and I didn’t make it after all, as far as the world’s standards, that is. But in these present times, unprecedented times which of us can claim any real fame. As followers of Christ, who would care? After all, are we not called to bring Him glory?

So here I am at 2 am in complete rebellion to sleep, writing a new type of blog post, with The Help for the billionth time playing in the background. I seem to gravitate toward stories about teachers, writers, overcomers, or some sort of combination. I struggle with my laptop keyboard because of a broken and unattended fingernail, which throws my typing equilibrium entirely off-balance.

I gave up my Mary Richard’s-like life in pursuit of what I believed my life’s dream. I packed, moved, tried, failed, and in the process spent lots of money. Life, even with its basic demands, is expensive. I moved again, found a job with THE worst employer-management company to walk the earth, and nearly lost my sanity and my health. I quit, thinking I would quickly find one more suitable. I was wrong. More failure, more loss, more expense.

So while you, the good people of the world, now struggle with financial issues due to loss of gainful employment, while stuck to endure some form of quarantine-shelter at home-border restriction order, I realize that I already have experience in these limitations. After all, when we aren’t employed we don’t spend, travel or celebrate. So in a sense, I’m about 6 months ahead of ya’ll in the quarantine horror.

I have been able to secure a temporary position in an “essential” position. Still, next week that will end, and afterward, I will again join you in the ranks of unemployed, uninsured, wondering what will be my, our next gig.

We are in this together, and I, for one, will attest that the Lord will be right there to support, protect, and provide as He always has for His people according to all He has promised. Come what may.

Never doubt. Stay close.