on being ready for the next season…

It was two days before I went into labor, though I didn’t know when I would. It was two days past my due date, and I was feeling desperate…⠀

Towards the end of my pregnancy I was so uncomfortable. My feet got tired after being on them about five minutes. Baby girl was constantly kicking my ribs. And my belly was so big it was difficult to even find a position in which I could rest. I was ready. So ready.⠀

I decided to go for a walk on the beach, and it was there I found this prayer rock. It seemed to jump out at me on my path. These rocks have become a symbol of God’s presence in my life and that He hears me and sees me in the times of struggle when I need to know these truths the most.⠀

Less than 48 hours later I went into labor. And 18 hours after that I was holding sweet Noelle in my arms. I’m going to recap her birth story soon, but for now a thought on being ready for the next season…⠀

There have been so many times in my life when I have been so ready to move onto the next season. And yet each time, including this one, when I get to that next season I look back and I do miss it. Each season has its difficulties, but each season has its beauties. Would we remember to embrace the beauty of our every day and soak in every moment before the next season comes. Because come it will, and in God’s perfect timing.⠀

Having Noelle in my arms is one of the greatest joys I’ve known in life, and yet having her in my belly was so special and mysterious and miraculous. I’m grateful that even in my impatience God always meets me where I’m at and encourages me. We aren’t called to be perfect; we are simply called to be poised to hear from our God. May we always look up, look around, and see the ways He is meeting us in our current season. And may we remember the words of Ecclesiastes 3–⠀

“There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens…”

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