As I sit here waiting for my grandson to be born, twenty-two hours into his mother’s labor induction, I am struck by how important the wait is.
It was a long night, and a long day, and now we’re well on our way to another long night. Sure, sure…it’s been harder on his mom, but still. The waiting ain’t easy for any of us.
I live just 5 minutes away. I could sneak away and get a few hours of sleep. The baby wouldn’t know! A quick text when it’s ‘go-time’ and I could be back pronto. After all, I’ve got to work tomorrow. No one would hold it against me; everyone would understand.
But there’s something in the wait. Something in the anticipation that builds. There’s an excitement generated from having to patiently wait. To lovingly wait. To eagerly wait. To obediently wait.
Will waiting make me love my grandson any more? Not a chance. But being present for the journey and participatory in the wait will be the stuff our stories and memories are made of. I wouldn’t trade the wait for anything in the world. (Well, maybe a little sleep? Nah!!!)
Sometimes the wait isn’t pleasant. It may not end up being fruitful. That doesn’t negate, however, the importance in being still when God is calling you to do so.
Hebrews 6:15 tells us, “And so after waiting patiently, Abraham received what was promised.”
What things have you been called to wait for? A promotion? Test results? The sale of your house? Forgiveness?
Remember, it isn’t the end result that matters most. It’s the obedience, patience, joy and heart of the journey.
What have you waited for recently? Regardless of the end result, can you find the lesson in the ‘wait’?
That being said, I sure hope Kaiten Matthew Thomas gets here soon because I can’t WAIT to meet him! 🙂
***As of the posting of this blog, Kaiten is almost 6 hours old. After a 30 hour wait (AKA LABOR for Shelby!), our first grandson was delivered by Cesarean Section. Baby is a healthy 7 lbs 12 oz and he and mom are doing great; his dad survived too!