We love control. I would bet that the majority of our days are spent just trying to gain and regain control...
Friday October 24, 1 week until our due date, our Dr told us that the baby was arriving "any time now". Those 3 words were all it took to throw me off course.
I spent the last 9 months writing the same prayer in my journal: "God, I give the arrival of this baby to You. I entrust this to You completely."
Yet, I was so easily distracted. I heard something that I wanted to hear and I grabbed hold of it. We called family in to town and changed everything assuming that this Dr knew everything. Then when she was wrong, we grew impatient, I grew impatient.
In the end:
Tristan was born on his due date
Our Dr, who's only on call every 6 days, delivered him!
Every family member(that planned on being there) was there that day
My wife delivered without an epidural as hoped for
God gave us everything and more that we had hoped and prayed for. Amidst the tremendous joy my son brought me, I felt God saying to me: "You trusted me for 39 weeks...why not the 40th??"
In everything, think about how God fits into the equation during the 11th hour. If we only trust Him through the preparation and not the execution, is it really trust?? I saw again this week that my God is good and my God is faithful!
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