Love can feel like weather. Sometimes it is a breeze that brushes past your face, light and fleeting. Other times, it is a bloom that takes root, demanding patience, water, and care before it shows its beauty. I once found myself asking, is this connection the breeze or the bloom? That question reshaped how I think about patience in love.
I’ve experienced moments when I’ve been drawn to someone, caught up in laughter, proximity, and spark, but then realized there was no pursuit, no fruit, no consistency. Just wind. And yet, part of me still longed for something more, wondering if it might one day grow into bloom. That tension between breeze and bloom is where patience has been teaching me.
As Ecclesiastes reminds us, “He has made everything beautiful in its time” (Ecclesiastes 3:11). The hard part? Time. Waiting. Watching. Trusting that beauty comes not from clutching at the breeze but from tending to what God is really planting.
When Words Drift, Actions Root
It’s easy to get swept away by words. Compliments, playful jokes, or even the thrill of attention can feel like evidence of love. But as the saying goes, “Don’t tell me what you value. Show me your calendar, and I’ll tell you what you value” (Peter Drucker). Love shows up in consistent presence, not passing words.
Patience is the pause that keeps us from mistaking the wind for the soil. Jesus said, “By their fruit you will recognize them” (Matthew 7:16). I’ve been learning to ask: is there fruit here, care, respect, effort, or is it only words that evaporate?
Companionship vs. Pursuit
There’s nothing wrong with companionship. Sharing space, praying together, laughing over meals, these are gifts. But companionship alone is not pursuit. Pursuit requires intention, courage, and clarity. It’s the difference between being near someone and moving toward someone.
Ralph Waldo Emerson once wrote, “What lies behind us and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us.” Pursuit begins with the courage to name desire, to take risks, and to act. Without that, companionship remains a pleasant breeze, not a growing bloom.
Bloom Requires Patience
The most frustrating truth? Flowers don’t bloom overnight. The most rewarding truth? They do bloom when nurtured. God calls us to patience not as punishment, but as preparation. As James 5:7 says, “See how the farmer waits for the land to yield its valuable crop, patiently waiting for the autumn and spring rains.”
Patience isn’t passive. It’s active waiting, like a gardener watering soil without yet seeing the petals. It’s a discipline of trust, believing that God is at work beneath the surface, even when nothing looks like it’s changing.
🌱 Soul Insights 🌱
1. Words vs. Fruit
Patience helps me filter out the noise of words and look for fruit. Fruit can’t be faked; it reveals itself over time. If I only focus on words, I risk clinging to illusions. But when I measure relationships by fruit, kindness, consistency, follow-through, I can discern what’s fleeting and what’s real.
2. Companionship Is Good, But Pursuit Is Better
I’ve come to accept that companionship is comforting, but it’s not enough if I long for deeper connection. Pursuit means someone chooses me with clarity, not convenience. Patience helps me step back and see whether someone is merely enjoying my company or truly investing in my heart.
3. Waiting Is Not Wasting
It’s tempting to see waiting as wasted time, but patience reframes it. Waiting is where God shapes me, pruning distractions, clarifying desires, strengthening roots. Just as a flower doesn’t grow faster by being yanked from the soil, my heart doesn’t grow stronger by rushing relationships.
4. Reciprocity Is Essential
Patience also reveals whether energy is flowing both ways. A healthy bloom requires mutual investment. If I find myself carrying the weight of pursuit alone, patience gives me space to step back and ask: is this balanced, or am I watering a soil that isn’t mine to tend?
5. God’s Timing Produces Better Blooms
Ultimately, patience anchors me in God’s timing. I may be tempted to grasp at every breeze, but blooms worth keeping require His touch. Trusting His timing means I don’t settle for temporary refreshment. Instead, I look for what endures, what’s rooted, and what brings life beyond the moment.
🌸 Final Thoughts
Some connections will always be breeze — fleeting, playful, sweet. And that’s okay. They remind us of life’s lightness. But the blooms? They’re worth the patience, the prayer, the pruning, and the faith.
C.S. Lewis once said, “The great thing to remember is that though our feelings come and go, His love for us does not.” That’s the ultimate bloom: God’s unchanging love. When I anchor myself in that truth, I stop clutching at the wind and instead tend to the soil He’s already preparing in my life.
🙏 Your Turn
Take ten quiet minutes this week with a journal and ask yourself: Which relationships in my life feel like a breeze, and which are blooming with depth and fruit? Pray over each one, asking God for wisdom to invest where He is at work and release what is passing. If you feel drawn, share your reflections with a trusted friend who can encourage and pray with you. True love grows in the soil of patience, and you are worth the kind that lasts.
© 2025 Amelie Chambord
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