do not be anxious

This is a journal entry today, just to forewarn you. 

I’m ready to have this baby. I think I’ve been ready for the past few weeks, but now I am really ready.  Our bags are packed, the house is freshly vacuumed, thank you notes are written, we may have even decided on a name.  Now, the nursery is far from complete, but I’ve come to terms with the fact that 1. she won’t be sleeping there right away anyway and 2. she wouldn’t know the difference as she won’t be able to see further than a few inches right at the beginning. She’ll get her beautiful room soon and I’m excited about sharing it with all my kind blog-friends.

Anyway, I’m ready. Mentally and most of all physically. Yesterday I layed on the couch for most of the day not feeling very well. Nausea I don’t remember with the boys. Utter exhaustion. Contractions every five minutes for HOURS. But they weren’t getting worse, so I tried not to get too ahead of myself. Then I went to bed, and poof, the contractions are gone. Very disappointing. Actually, the contractions are not completely gone, I just had one.

As I was laying on the couch being the picture of the mom I try not to be {tv on, kids still in pj’s, allowing asking them to play unattended for hours} I was gently reminded of this verse:

And so, as I rested there, I prayed. And gave thanks. And made my request.  And I claim this promise:

I’m thankful for this promise, since what I really need right now is to just rest in the fact that my Father, the Creator of All has perfect timing.  Our baby will be here when the Lord wants her here.

Your answer will come. Your troubles will be resolved. Your needs will be met. IN HIS TIME. So in the meantime, pray, give thanks, make your requests. Then rest. But maybe not on a couch in front of tv all day.