Ecclesiastes 7:14 says, "When times are good, be happy; but when times are bad, consider this: God has made the one as well as the other. Therefore, no one can discover anything about their future." While I may be "good" at waiting on gender reveals or G-tube extractions, I am not very good at leaving my predictions at the door. However, the last sentence of this verse really cut me to the core. Because I am a planner (yes you can wait on the gender and still plan for a baby), I like to be prepared for what's ahead. I try to predict every sniffle or tummy ache as impending spreadable disease. I try to predict every good night's sleep as a potentially great start to the day. Yet the opposite of my predictions often occurs. The time in between, those times of waiting, making Christmas cookies, building gingerbread houses, wrapping presents, decorating or planning for each new season, tend to be sweet times that don't always receive the consideration they are due.
Last Christmas I was so excited to give Silas his first bike, but Christmas morning brought a nasty ear infection to my little man. Along the same vein, there have been blissful days of joy and laughter in our home that aren't marked by any special calendar date. There's no way to really know anything about our future, despite our best efforts at predictions. We must enjoy the present moment whether good or bad, it will not last forever.
When we wait for a job, a spouse, a season, a child, we get to expectantly enjoy the advent or arrival of something. Yet, like the predicted king arriving in a smelly stable, what we expect is usually nothing like what we imagined. So enjoy the in between. Enjoy your waiting season.
We will wait and see what Levi's GI doc has to say on Monday, but in the mean time, I am thanking God he continues to eat by mouth, and grow just a little each day.
|These boys couldn't wait to find leaf piles!|
|This boy can never wait patiently anywhere. He's king of his own hill.|
|While he's showing he's scared of many new things, he also has a sweet independence that I adore.|
|This growing boy doesn't seem scared of too much.... except for Santa...|
|The only way to get the two littles near Santa was for mommy and daddy to pose too.|
|The boys couldn't wait to decorate the tree.|
|I always wanted to go crazy with tinsel as a little girl, so I had to let them.|
|But my grownup side had to clean it up. :)|