Waiting again…
We have all been waiting for life to return to normal, whatever that might be after two months of quarantine. As we wait, many of us and I hope the majority of us, have been busy doing things we normally don’t have time for or try to avoid. Many of us have had to learn to do new things. I have learned how to film my husband’s Sunday sermons and then upload them onto Youtube. Waiting can bring good things. The following blog is one I wrote last year at this time also about waiting…
Waiting…
for someone to arrive,
someone you have never met,
someone special.
Waiting can be so hard. As a little girl it was hard to wait for Christmas to finally arrive or for my birthday party with my friends. Patience is not easy for a little girl or a mom either.
Recently, I have been anxiously awaiting the birth of a new granddaughter. The due date arrived and passed. My daughter was preparing and ready. But baby girl had her own schedule. Only the good Lord knew her perfect arrival time.
There is so much information now available to read or hear concerning the birthing process. And it is beneficial to study and learn all one can. My daughter studied, learned, and listened to those with the knowledge she needed. Then she paused and with much wisdom asked her family to take time and celebrate. No, the baby girl was not here yet, but she needed to celebrate those amazing women who came before her and have experienced the birthing process. Such as me, her older sister, her grandmothers, her husband’s mother and grandmothers, dear girlfriends, and her younger sister who is pregnant also.
It was a precious time for my daughter to share objects which were from or symbolized the women she was honoring. A handkerchief, a candle, a glass angel, a bell, and little dress made by women in Zimbabwe. After she shared about each object, I was asked to offer a prayer. I was aware of the legacy before me. I was honored.
The amazing idea of family began with our Heavenly Father. Recently I taught on Eve, the first mother. As I studied and prepared, I realized that Eve had no one before her to answer questions or give instructions.
Unlike Eve, my daughter was able to glean information from women before her. Yet, since her first little girl was born cesarean, this natural birth was new for her. With each day she became more determined that she could “do this.”
Finally, the birth day arrived. It was long and difficult. The support team assembled was just perfect. Midwife, Doula, nurses, Liz’s husband, sister and me. Each of us had a key role to play in the birth of this baby and in helping Liz. At just the right time, the midwife brought in the doctor, the very same doctor that Liz and Matt had met previously. He gave them information, let them make the decision, and then with his help, Eleanor Grace Wills was born. I finally got to meet and hold my newest granddaughter on May 26.
Waiting does have it’s perfect time for rewards.
Isaiah 40:31 (NKJV) But those who wait on the Lord Shall renew their strength; They shall mount up with wings like eagles, They shall run and not be weary, They shall walk and not faint.