As I sit here tonight, I have a prayer running through my head, "Lord, grant me patience. Let me see that your timing is perfect. Allow me to remember that your plan is not my own...Lord, grant me patience to wait upon you."
Every season of life is different. There are some that are easier than others.
Three years ago was a difficult season of life for my family. I suffered a miscarriage that summer, then in the fall, we lost my dear grandfather to pancreatic cancer, and Blake's great grandmother went to be with the Lord...in the same week. Then only two months later, we were sadden again with the death of Blake's sweet grandfather to a sudden stroke. It was a whirlwind that is a blur. However, in the midst of sadness, that winter we found out we were expecting Little Man. It was joy among the tears. A renewal of life after we had experienced so much death.
Little Man was born the following August, healthy and beautiful. I knew the moment I held him in my arms that I wanted to have that feeling over and over. I loved being a mother and I longed to have more babies to add to our family....relatively soon.
Blake and I rang in the new year with cheers, a kiss, and an plan to make Little Man a big brother. Just the thought of being pregnant again, which I love, was exciting! On Valentines Day, we were surprised to find out that I was pregnant already! We were cautiously optimistic, but I truly felt that the Lord was giving me peace about the pregnancy. I did not worry and thought that everything was falling into place perfectly. I found out that my due date was my Dad's 54th birthday! What a birthday gift! We couldn't wait to tell our family, however, we wanted to visit the doctor first and see if everything looked OK. Due to my previous miscarriage, they monitored my HCG levels to see if they were doubling properly. To my dismay, they increased, but didn't quite double. I prayed that God would give me the strength to handle the next few days, for I feared what was to come. It was a game of "hurry up and wait!" But the Lord had different plans for us...I miscarried four days later.
Today, I am reflective and a little sad, but I am truly leaning on His word and His strength. During my bible study last week, the discussion was on patience. Hmmm....consequence...I don't think so? I walked away knowing that I was meant to be there in the presence of those Godly women and hear those encouraging words. "Those who wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength" Isaiah 40:31. Tonight at MOPS (mothers of preschoolers) I also listened to a mother who had to rely on God to heal her daughter, which tested her faith and hope. Now, two years later, she knows that each trial has made her a stronger witness to the Lord's miraculous hand. I realize that I am being constantly surrounded by His word and He is tapping me on the shoulder saying, "I know the plans I have for you, plans to prosper and to give you hope and a future." Jeremiah 29:11. I JUST HAVE TO BE PATIENT!
My timing is not always his timing...my plans are not necessarily His plans.
I would not have chosen this path...but it is the path that He has chosen for me.
Please, Lord grant me patience while I wait upon you.