Text: James 1:2-4
My best friend was not always my
best friend. At first I couldn’t stand this guy. I despised even the mentioning
of his name. My skin would crawl and my stomach would turn whenever he showed
up at my door. Yuck! Yuck! Why would God make this guy in the first place? Why?
The world would be a better place if he never existed. It would. It really,
really would.

The Lord continued, “Remember, I
want him to become your best friend. I can’t bless you unless he is. If he’s
not, hard times are all you’ll ever have in life. The choice is yours.” Okay!
Okay! I get the message. Best friends, my eye! I can’t stand this guy and I
don’t know anybody who does. Give me a royal break, will you?
What happened next? Yep! I had a
bad day and guess who came knocking on my front door? You guessed it, my worst
enemy. I opened the door, looked at him a few seconds, and then slammed the
door in his face. Oh, I can’t stand this guy!! A few days went by and I had another
bad day. Guess who showed up? As I answered the door, I remembered what the
Lord said. I looked down my nose at him and ask, “What do you want?” and he
replied, “I’m here to help you.” “Oh really! Well, you’re a little late.
Goodbye!!” Once again I slammed the door in his face. The nerve of that guy showing
up at a time like this.

Through my sobs I heard a knock
at my door. “Who on earth can that be?” Sad, rejected, and lonely, I walked
over and opened the front door. My mouth dropped open as I saw my worst enemy
standing there with outstretched arms. I’m too worn out from all my crying to
say anything, so I just hung my head in shame and cried some more.
The next thing I knew, my worst
enemy walked up and puts his arms around me. Without realizing it, I reached up
and embraced him also. As I cried uncontrollable tears, I felt him holding me
tighter and tighter. Suddenly, a sense of comfort came over me. What’s this?
The pain was leaving.
Things didn’t seem as bad as they
did a few moments ago. I stepped back a few steps and with red eyes I looked at
my visitor and asked, “Who are you and what are you doing here?” He replied, “I
am PATIENCE and I am here to do a perfect work. God sent me so He could bless
you.” Now I understood what was happening and I stepped forward and embraced
PATIENCE as hard as I could.
That day my worst enemy became my
best friend and I’ve been blessed ever since. From that day forward I have
clung to the message of James 1:4, “But let patience have its perfect work,
that you may be perfect and complete, lacking nothing.” The Message Bible says,
“You know that under pressure, your faith-life is forced into the open and
shows its true colors. So don’t try to get out of anything prematurely. Let it
do its work so you become mature and well-developed, not deficient in any way.”
*** Written by Randall J. Brewer
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