Patience

Believe it or not I used to be a teacher. An elementary school teacher. For almost 10 years in my younger days. I think I had natural patience before I started but it grew even more during my teaching years. Dealing with challenging behaviours and also kids who struggle to catch on quickly as well.
Spend a day as a teacher and you find out what a tough job it is, even with a motivated class. It is mentally exhausting, especially for someone like me who would prefer to chill, lay back and take it easy. Just the sheer amount of interactions in one day. One on one, to a small group, whole class, whole school, other teachers, boss, parents. Maybe someone can do a study on the number of interactions a teacher has in one day. It might over the 300 mark.I know there are other tough jobs out there, but all I'm saying is, don't underestimate the work teachers do, just to survive the day.
I've strayed a little there from the topic. My patience grew but since then I've had less interactive, more physical jobs. I don't mind the boredom I have now. I don't miss the stress of teaching. But I think I've lost my patience. Sign of getting old, I hear you say. Yes but small things annoy me more easily now. And even the noise of a group of people chatting loudly, can put me off. I'm hypersensitive.
The implications are obvious for my walk with God. If he can be patient with me, why cant I be patient with others?