Come to me, all you that are weary and are carrying heavy burdens, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you, and learn from me; for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light."
Thought:
After a couple of hours of wonder and anticipation, exhaustion set in.
Adrenaline only last for a little while. Excitement can keep you alert, and awake for only so long. So when, at midnight,
the nurse told us it was not time, and even though the contractions are close together, there was not enough change, we were
waiting for those words. It is okay to go on home. Waiting. Waiting for the inevitable, waiting after getting pumped up
for something, it can be a burden. Heavy in deed, by the time we were half the way home, I was tired.
Hear the Good News, Christ tells us that nothing is too tough for us to bring to Him. Moreover, as we bring our yoke, our
exhaustion to Him, He gives us rest. I however did not hand over my whole yoke that last night, and I am tired today, not
emotionally, but physically. I feel comforted with our response, and those here in town who offered help. Comfort was given
by the nurses as well. I am sure that God was involved last night. Why? Our Doc was not on call. Reassurance and confidence
are two of many attributes our Doctor shares with us. Her faith is another. But she was not
available. It was not time. As
much as Amy & I were ready, it was not time. As much as Our family anticipated the baby's arrival, it was not time. Waiting,
learning and resting, this is the yoke of Christ. Thanks be to God.
Prayer:
Gracious Father, thank You for Your hand of comfort, of rest and of reassurance. Slow me down when I need it. Give me Your vision, when my own fails. Allow me to have a portion of Your wisdom, that in everything I do, I honor You. Thank You for all that You have done in my life and all You will continue to do, for ask this through Christ, my Lord and Savior. Amen.