Waiting is not part of the curse--it is part of paradise

If you are like me—you look at the concept of waiting as if it is some sort of “cosmic time-out” or divine punishment.
It is almost as if you aren’t ready to handle the good you are expecting.
Either that or some character quality in us needs to be perfected until we are “good enough” for it.

Faith and promises can feel like a slippery slop leading to condemnation when waiting for fulfillment.

I have found myself a part of this club for a while. I even have the routinely assigned certificates of condemnation. With pomp and circumstance they branded me with their labels:
You don't have what it takes to receive your blessing
Something is wrong with you
You just need to be refined
When you have grasped enough courage or self-confidence---then you will get what you want.

But now—now something deep inside of me is outright irritated from this mental stronghold.

Waiting is not a punishment. It is not part of the curse—the price men have to pay to get back to Eden. Waiting was already a part of Paradise. It was a symbol of love—patience—perfection. And it began before Eve wiped forbidden fruit juice from off her lips.
And do you know who waited?
God.

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Genesis three recounts God as walking through the Garden in the cool of the day. Scholars and commentaries note this as a routine practice for the Divine. He did not change this practice after Adam and Eve sinned. If that is so—then it speaks volumes to me.

Now I know this concept may seem elementary—but go with me for a second.
The cool of the day.
What is that all about? Commentary writers typically agree this meant late evening.
After all—the cool usually comes after the warm. The language just sort of suggests such logic.

So if God made this a routine and regularly came to mankind late in the day—to walk with them until the brush of star kissed heavens emerged—doesn't it mean he had to wait all day for that time to roll around?
In a sense—when God created the heavens and the earth and spun the galaxies into orbit he constrained himself with the same measures of time he gave to the humanity he created.
And the account of Genesis seems to hint that God placed himself under that same jurisdiction.

I doubt God waited in the garden for the cool of day because something was wrong with him, because he just needed to be refined, or he didn’t have enough courage and self confidence to get what he wanted (i.e. fellowship with his creation).

Waiting is a part of paradise—not a form of the curse.

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So this thought automatically brings up two thoughts.
1.) Why does God wait?
2.) Why is waiting so painful for me?
I believe the pain of waiting comes from the fact that after the fall—waiting got drafted into two mutually exclusive categories.
Divine
Human

Below is the human form.
What might be a form of the curse is the typical type of waiting we usually adhere to.
Anxious waiting.
Desperate wanting without current delivery.
Distant and lingering hope.

So what is the difference between Eden’s waiting and mainstream waiting?
I am highly curious what you might have to say…I would love your comments and thoughts on the matter, it is something I want to explore more and more.