Patience

Last year my dad broght me a flower he dug up for me. It was wrapped in a damp paper towel to survive the trip. I planted it and waited. It never showed much promise last summer, but I kept it. Early this summer a little green sprouted up. It wasn't very showy, but I left it alone. I knew my parents wouldn't have given it to me if it didn't pay off. Finally it has begun to bloom, and it's beautiful. If I hadn't had faith in my parents gesture, I would have dug it up and thrown it out long ago.
Another flower I have that symbolizes patience to me is the resurrection lily. Every spring green leaves shoot up and die. Then toward the end of July the flower pops up.

Be patient, then, brothers, until the Lord’s coming. See how the farmer waits for the land to yield its valuable crop and how patient he is for the autumn and spring rains. You too, be patient and stand firm, because the Lord’s coming is near.
James 5:7-8 (New International Version
There are many areas of my life where I need to be patient. I hope to trust God for the outcome and be patient in the process.