A small boy had been told that he must always wait patiently till he was served at meals, and not draw attention to himself.  One day he was eating at a friend's house with his mother, and somehow he was accidentally overlooked. Nobody noticed, and for a time he was patient, but at last he could stand it no longer. Leaning across to his mother, he said in an audible whisper: 

"Mother, do little boys who starve to death go to heaven?" 

That little fellow was more patient than most of us. I read recently that only nine percent of adults are willing to wait more than five minutes for a waiter to ask for their beverage order; 20 percent can bear only one minute. (1)

We don't like to wait. We are people who want instant gratification. Officer Aaron Graham of Louisville, Kentucky, tells of a …