What a hard word.
The Word says God has planned the exact times and places we should live and knows each of our days before one of them came to be... that would include the timing that this wee one will join our family in the oxygen breathing world.
I have to admit pregnancy is not a fun season for me. I told someone that once; they said "Really? I would never guess that about you. I thought you must love being pregnant with as many kids as you have!" Uh, No.
I dislike it rather much. But I love babies. And I believe that children are a gift from God and that He has a plan and a purpose for each one He gives us. For that reason I go through my "garden of Gethsemane and carry my cross" every couple years to produce another living being.
So, here I am again. Waiting. Hurting. Irritable. Expecting. Hoping. Preparing.
Don't we all go through these seasons? Maybe not always physically pregnant but so often waiting for the birth of the things we have faith will come through! Vision. Ministry. Marriage. Home. Whatever is on your waiting list. And for all of us- waiting to see our Lord and Savior coming again. Come Lord Jesus Come.