One of my dearest friends had a baby at 1:00 a.m. Tuesday morning and I had the privilege of being there. She has two elementary aged children already, so this wasn’t exactly her first birth, but it was her first baby as a Christian. I have watched her blossom over the past five years and she is simply one of the most precious individuals I know. She has truly given her life to the Lord and walks purely by faith every single day. Several years ago, she and her husband decided that they probably wouldn’t have any more children because she had always had troubled pregnancies, miscarriage, bedrest, etc. When she first became a Christian, she devoted one day a week to a ministry she started where she would go to the hospital and deliver care baskets to mothers on bedrest. She offered her time as a gift to the Lord.
Anyway, last year, she began to feel that God was not finished with her yet and that maybe she was supposed to have more children. She left this matter completely up to the Lord and sure enough, she soon became pregnant. Our prayers were that this pregnancy would be successful and that it would result in a perfectly healthy baby. She called this her spiritual baby because he was a product of her walk with the Lord and the evidence that God had moved in her life and in the life of her husband.
She called me at 8:30 p.m. Monday and said they were on the way to the hospital and that things were moving along quickly. So, my daughter and I rushed up there. The doctor said he’d be born around 11:00 p.m. 11:00 p.m. came and the baby wasn’t here yet. My friend’s spirits were up, though. She was tired, but still talking on her cell phone to friends and family. Midnight came and then 1:00 a.m. We were all getting a bit worried. Then finally, her sister came in and said that it was time. We still had to wait until 2:00 a.m. to get back in there to see her and the precious baby boy that God had brought into our lives.
I realized that night that whenever we have problems in our lives, issues that need to be resolved, prayers that we haven’t seen answered yet, etc., that it is much like having a baby. There’s lots of waiting that goes on. We are so impatient sometimes for God to answer our prayers quickly and maybe we can learn a lesson or two from my friend. You see, when you are pregnant, there’s nothing you can do but wait. You can’t have a full-term baby any quicker than nine months (actually ten months, if you count it by weeks). You can’t rush delivery either, unless you have an elective c-section, but even then, you’re waiting. You can’t rush the nurses either when you want to hold your baby. They will give him or her to you when it’s safe to do so. Wow!!! If we could all learn to wait upon the Lord like a pregnant woman waits for her baby.
And when we do get that answer to prayer (whether it’s what we wanted or not) do we look at it and into the eyes of God like a new mother looks into the eyes of her baby? Not usually. Most of the time we say a quick thanks and then move on to the next prayer request.
I just want to say thank you to God for all the blessings he’s given me in my life, including the blessing of seeing my sweet friend continue her walk with the Lord.