At 9:57 this morning
Noah will be exactly nine years old. I’ll never forget the day I took not one, but TWO, pregnancy tests
. I was in shock simply because it took nearly four years to see that extra pink line
. We had longed for his presence for so long. And finally…our promise was in the making.
I sometimes think back to those years of waiting
and what Chris and I learned. As they old saying goes, Hindsight is 20/20.
That is true in our case. It all makes sense why we didn’t have him sooner. Although those nearly four years of waiting and praying and waiting and praying came close to breaking my heart
, they did not. In fact, I can tell you that season is the only season I didn’t doubt God
. I still hurt, but I knew deep down in the deepest parts of me that God’s plan was and is far better
than anything I could construct.
My friend, Robin Meadows
, teaches her children that patience
is waiting without complaining
. Pretty perfect description of patience, wouldn’t you agree?
So, what are you waiting
on? Are you complaining
in the midst? As my mentor
always says, “If nothing ever changes, what are you gonna do?”
Something to think about…