It’s January 2014, and I’m doing the same thing I was in January 2013: I’m playing the waiting game.
You see, in case you didn’t know or simply forgot, my oldest sister is expecting. Great-with-child, due-any-day, bursting-at-the-seams kind of expecting.
(This was from her first pregnancy, but I’m sure Logan will be an excellent quarterback as well.)
Baby boy #1 took his precious time coming, and was in fact two weeks late. (Which credits his being so advanced now–Jayden was, after all, two weeks old when he was born!)
Baby boy #2 is quickly, er, slowly, following suit. He’s supposed to be here the 9th but he’s no where to be seen! (Hello, Logan?)
So, my family and I have been on edge, waiting, waiting, waiting with great expectancy (har, har). I’m planning my days as if I will make every appointment, knowing that it could all be canceled if the little guy decides to show up and I’m whisked away.
And then I thought, isn’t that how we should always be? Living each day by doing our duty, all the while preparing (and hoping!) that it will be interrupted by His coming?
How often do I go through a day without thinking about heaven, or eternity, or the fact that this life is only a vapor, insignificant in light of our future? And yet, there is significance here on earth because of our preordained future, so we should live like it!
Plan your days, but let the Lord direct your steps.
And c’mon, Logan!
“To this end we always pray for you, that our God may make you worthy of his calling and may fulfill every resolve for good and every work of faith by his power, so that the name of our Lord Jesus Christ may be glorified in you, and you in him, according to the grace of our God and the Lord Jesus Christ.”
2 Thess. 1:11-12