Expectant.
This word has been ringing in my ears. I think it’s from the Holy Spirit. As I wait to deliver our baby boy, I am expectant. I expect God will show up. He will be in every detail. He will orchestrate labor in his precise, perfect plan. I expect my birth plan will only go so far because God’s plan is better. He is purposeful and intentional.
He is my rock and my salvation. He is a good, good Father. Provider. Protector. I expect He will cover us in peace and joy. I expect that in my weakness, He will be made strong. I expect my worries and fears will all be for naught because He is in control.
I wrote the above in my journal and then I looked up “expectant,” “expecting,” “expectation” in Strong’s Exhaustive Concordance of the Bible. (This concordance indexes every word of the King James Version of the Bible, like a dictionary but even better. It’s an amazing study resource and I cannot recommend it highly enough.) Upon looking up these words, I was pointed to Jeremiah 29:11, a verse I’ve always loved but never read in the KJV:
“For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, saith the Lord, thoughts of peace, and not of evil, to give you an expected end.”
An expected end. I love how this translation is phrased. God knows how our stories play out, and He’s been planning them from the beginning. He gives us hope and a future. He desires our well-being and to give us the kingdom.
I continued looking at the concordance and landed on Psalm 62:5:
“My soul, wait thou only upon God; for my expectation is from him. He only is my rock and my salvation: he is my defence; I shall not be moved. In God is my salvation and my glory: the rock of my strength, and my refuge, is in God. Trust in him at all times; ye people, pour out your heart before him: God is a refuge for us. Selah.”
God is my rock and salvation. That’s exactly what I had written in my journal before referencing the concordance. God knew what I needed to read, and He gave me the exact word and passage. He is my foundation; I will never face a situation without Him. He is the great I Am.
Expectant.
Charles and I are expectant parents. At 39 weeks 4 days, we are expecting to meet our sweet son any day now. Expecting above all, God’s grace in every moment of our anticipation and beyond.
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Truly, He makes beautiful things.