Having a little patience usually pays off


Patience is defined as the capacity to accept or tolerate delay, trouble or suffering without getting angry or upset. For the most part, I have patience; I just hate waiting. It used to not be a problem. I chalk it up to my PTSD. On Friday, I was tested in virtuous manners over and over. 

The challenges started early when I had to let out my friend’s dog. I stood out there with that crazy dog for 15 minutes, and it still didn’t do its duty. I finally brought him back inside. Someone else took care of him at lunch. I sure hope everything came out okay.

Later in the day, I was trying to make a left turn, but that wasn’t happening. To make matters worse, I was running late. I’d never seen that much traffic in that particular location.. As I was about to make the turn, one of the construction workers began to cross the road, but my co-pilot told me to go, so I followed her advice and made the turn safely. I probably got cussed out in Spanish, but that’s okay. 

As I eased on up the road, I got behind a school bus. Naturally, the school bus stopped at a large trailer park. Have you ever been stuck behind a school bus letting kids off at a large trailer park? You’d better pack a lunch, you’re going to be there awhile. It was like clowns getting out of a tiny car at the circus. They just kept coming out. It was just one of those days. 

Several minutes later, I started making good time until I rounded a curve and saw the police lights. They weren’t behind me; they were in front of me and were leading a funeral procession. Although I was in a hurry, I did the lawful and respectful thing and pulled to the side of the road. I was just shaking my head. I was impatient but at least I was alive and well. God has a way of showing us signs that put things into perspective. My co-pilot put me in check, too. She gave me a little advice and told me not to get frustrated over things in which I have no control. She was right. 

I have all the patience in the world for individuals. Lord knows people have been more than patient with me throughout my life. My impatience is more about getting to places and getting things done. 

When we finally made it to our destination, the reward was waiting in the form of a 10-year-old little girl. We weren’t the last car in line, but we could see the end, and in the end, it was all good, because a half-hour later, we were all eating ice cream. 

Everything was perfect. I never lost my cool, and the patience paid off in the form of a little lady, a pretty woman, a delicious hot fudge sundae on a beautiful afternoon, and all I needed was a little patience. 


Jody Fuller is from Opelika. He is a comic, speaker, writer and soldier with three tours of duty in Iraq. He is also a lifetime stutterer. He can be reached at For more information, please visit