When I was in high school, I had an English teacher who never raised her voice or got angry. Sometimes, the class would get a little noisy and when she wanted silence, she would simply say "I'll wait". It was all it took to gain control over the class.
Yesterday, when I got to Mass, I had my usual hundred things on my mind. Someone asked if they could speak to me after Mass, someone else was struggling to get a kneeler down and needed help and when I finally settled into my pew, it took me a minute to fully realize I was in the Presence of the Lord.
Patiently, Jesus waits until we collect ourselves and attend to Him as we should. And I wonder why He continues to send me distractions during Mass and Adoration and I have the nerve to complain about it?