Waiting On Our Little Girl

As I sit here writing this, I am three days away from my due date! I have no idea how we got to this point and how I'm still pregnant. This little one is already throwing us for a loop by taking her sweet time to make her arrival. We may not know why she's taking her time, but I'm choosing to believe that it's because she and I both need it.

Trey and I made the move to Louisiana 2 weeks ago tomorrow. It was a crazy long trip, but I am so thankful to have made it here. We've been able to unpack and start making our house feel like a home and that has been so nice after not living in our own place since May! It's still crazy hot here, but we're doing good and enjoying our time together as a family of 2 before we become a family of 3.

As I've been unpacking and meal prepping for H’s arrival, it has gotten me thinking about the idea of waiting on someone or something. Normally when we are waiting, we know the end time. We know what day and most of the time hour to count down to. For example, I counted down the days to the end of Trey's training while I was away from him. We count down to the end of semesters in school. We even countdown in seconds to the arrival of a new year. In all these things, we know the exact moment of what we're waiting for and when it will come. The anticipation is great, but we also know exactly when the new thing will happen or come.

When you're waiting on a baby, that's not the case. Your due date is only an approximation of when you will go into labor and bring a child into the world. People deliver early, they deliver late, but very rarely do they deliver on time. When I think about this, it makes me excited and nervous and anxious just to know when our little girl will finally get here! I want to know the day, the time, and exactly when this painful labor will begin. Partially that's my sin because I want some sort of control, but partially it truly is because we've waited 9 months to meet this baby.

This whole idea of waiting on H has made me think about what it means to live expectantly of Christ's return. It's convicted me a lot honestly. We know as believers we are waiting for that day. I know I've said it before and many others have too. We just want Jesus to come back. While that truly is the desire of my heart, I've found that in the waiting for H, I have wanted that more and been more focused on that than I ever have been focused on the return of Jesus.

Waiting expectantly and wholeheartedly on Jesus' return should move me to live differently. I should be seeking out opportunities to share the Gospel more. I should be serving others and filling needs. I should be spending my days asking God to use me and then be willing to actually let him do this while being vigilant in seeing where he's already working. My life should truly be focused on this solely, because the Kingdom is what matters most.

I don't know what you're waiting on today. It could be the next trip home, an end to a work week, an upcoming vacation, marriage, having kids, or anything else. All I know is, our wants and desires and things we're waiting on should never surpass our waiting on Christ's return. We should be living with that same longing for his Kingdom to come as we are for these things on Earth. I know this pregnancy has taught me that much, and I can already tell that motherhood will be one of the most sanctifying things for me.

I'm thankful that God has used this pregnancy already to teach me things I'd never thought about. What is he teaching you right now in your life? Take a minute and think about that, let him speak, and then thank him for whatever it is that he's teaching you and convicting you of.

Until next time...

Kendall