In today’s society, waiting becomes such a minute idea. With fast food, Amazon Prime, Walmart Grocery Pickup and many other convenient things, we now can almost eliminate the waiting factor. Patience is almost a foreign concept, especially in the US. We like to get what we want, when we want it. But what happens when we come across a situation in life where we are forced to be patient? I don’t know about you but embarrassingly, I often feel like kicking and screaming, being grumpy and having a hissy fit because I’m not getting what I want fast enough.
Patience, I have realized is a HUGE learning experience when it comes to pregnancy. I have learned that I have absolutely NO CONTROL over anything in pregnancy and it’s just so incredibly frustrating at times. All of pregnancy is a waiting game. You wait until you conceive (God willing), then once you find out you’re pregnant, you wait until your first ultrasound to see and hear that little heartbeat (hopefully it is beating), you then wait until 20 weeks to find out if baby is healthy (of which, you still have no control over) and the gender and then you finally wait until baby’s big debut, of which, you only have a due date estimate to go on. It’s just one big, huge, fat waiting game!
These last few weeks of pregnancy have been the most difficult for me in being patient. I have to admit, I’m failing at waiting and patience. I’m 39 weeks today and I feel like the last two weeks have gone painfully slow. After having several friends deliver at 37 weeks, I’ve been on high alert expecting our little guy to make his grand debut any day. Any ache, pain or discomfort I’ve felt have had me wondering if those were the beginning signs of labor. Still nothing. Every day I wake up with no labor pains is another day that I just want to sit on my bed and cry (remember that hissy fit I was talking about?! This is exactly when I’d like to have it) because I feel like I’m never gonna meet our little boy. Though I will surely meet him within two weeks or so, to me, it seems impossible that I could even go one day more without seeing his little face. Patience has been such a foreign concept to me lately. Though I’ve desired all through my pregnancy to let my body go into labor on my own and to labor with as little intervention as possible, the further along I get, the more willing I am to talk myself into getting induced and scheduling a date that I will get to meet him. Where’s the patience in waiting?
The Bible teaches us that we are to be steadfast in waiting. God never promises that everything will happen exactly how we want it to and when we want it to. News Flash: We are NOT GOD!! There are so many verses in the Bible that talk about the importance of waiting but I have noted just a few that speak to my heart currently.
“Wait for the LORD; be strong, and let your heart take courage; wait for the LORD!” -Proverbs 27:14
“Be patient, therefore, brothers, until the coming of the Lord. See how the farmer waits for the precious fruit of the earth, being patient about it, until it receives the early and the late rains. You also, be patient…Behold, we consider those blessed who remained steadfast.” James 5: 7-8, 11
“Put on then, as God’s chosen ones, holy and beloved, compassionate hearts, kindness, humility, meekness, and patience” Colossians 3:12
“But if we hope for what we do not see, we wait for it with patience.” Romans 8:25
In church, we have been studying through James and last week we landed in James 5: 1-12. In the first half of this chapter, James writes about how we should be patient in the coming of the Lord and preparing ourselves for not the self-indulgence of this world but for the treasures of eternity. Though I know waiting for a baby isn’t quite the same thing, it’s also been convicting in that we reap exactly what we sow. Just as farmers plant their crops and have to wait to cash in on their hard work, so I must also learn to wait on this perfect little human God is designing and forming for Zach and I. Our little man will come exactly when God thinks it’s best. Right now, he’s still growing and developing and every minute he’s in my womb is another minute that he gets to develop a little more. I must learn to remain patient. I am so close. I will have a little boy in my arms before Christmas! God is working and knows exactly when his birthday will be. Patience. All the hard work my body has done these last nine months will soon pay off with a perfect little boy, designed specifically for Zach and I to parent, thanks to God! It will just be in His perfect timing! Patience.
Now I ask you, are you struggling in waiting? Take time to pray and ask God what He can be teaching you through this time of waiting.