Waiting for a baby to come is worse than waiting for Christmas. We KNOW Christmas is December 25th. We DON’T know when the baby will come. My reluctant (overdue) grandbaby is content where he or she is at the moment. Of course that could change any time, but for now… We wait, which requires patience, which is not my best thing.
Waiting for a text or a phone call that they’re headed to the hospital… Well, it’s a little nerve-wracking. I’ve been working on a quilt for this new little precious life, but I’m almost finished with it. I’ve washed up all the baby things that need to be packed for our trip. I’ve tried to stay busy so I don’t notice the waiting so much. I think we do the same thing with God. We pray for God to intervene in our lives or a situation, and then we wait. We don’t know when or if God will choose to intervene or how He will do so, we just lay it before Him and “wait in expectation.”
Psalm 5:3 – In the morning, O Lord, you hear my voice, in the morning I lay my requests before you and wait in expectation.
We know we can go to God and give Him all our best and worst. We can ask in boldness and without fear, and then we wait in expectation, just like we are waiting expectantly for this baby, keeping an eye on our phones for a sign that things are happening. When we pray, we can wait with that kind of expectation! Knowing something will happen eventually if not soon. Keeping our eyes fixed on Jesus, looking for an indication that our situation or circumstance is changing, that God is moving in our lives.
I have a Mr. Rogers Neighborhood song in my head… “Let’s think of something to do while we’re waiting, while we’re waiting for something new to do.”
Featured image: drawing of my son at age six, waiting for Christmas.