When I was growing up, I used to go to the masses of the late Fr. James Donelan, S.J. He was the priest at the Asian Institute of Management.  He always gave the best homilies.  One of the homilies that made a real impact on me was entitled "The Sacrament of Waiting."  Here's an excerpt:

What do we lose when we refuse to wait? When we try to find short cuts through life, when we try to incubate love and rush blindly and foolishly into a commitment we are neither mature nor responsible enough to assume? We lose the hope of ever truly loving or being loved. Think of all the great love stories of history and literature. Isn’t it of their very essence that they are filled with the strange but common mystery—that waiting is part of the substance, the basic fabric—against which the story of that true love is written?