Friday, August 7, 2020

The Waiting Is Killing Me! Annabelle, Where Are You?

“So do not fear, for I am with you;
    do not be dismayed, for I am your God.
I will strengthen you and help you;
    I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.”

Isaiah 41:10 (NIV) 

My baby girl, Annabelle, is supposed to come any day now. In fact, there have been a few moments where I was certain it was launch time, however the rocket ship never took off. Lisa still carries a bowling ball in her belly. And we wait. And we wait. And we wait.  

The anticipation builds up for this grand life event, and that pressure just sits still within until delivery comes. While we have certainly waited in many doctor’s offices for regular baby check-up’s, this scenario feels like the doctor’s office where you never hear your name to come in. The elevator background music continues, and you idly sit in an uncomfortable chair while nothing happens.

One must constantly surrender these long periods over to God to know all will come in good due time. Trusting and letting go is not typically our first human reaction. In fact, maybe sometimes it is a Christian’s last reaction until someone is desperate. God has been with us during our move to Knoxville, Tennessee, and there is nothing to suggest otherwise for future moments as well. God is here. He has our back. And as we wait, we still have much to be grateful for. When we remember our blessing, the right positive perspective then comes to mind naturally without force.

Annabelle, while I will admit I do not mind a few more days to myself, I must also confess that I look forward to the magic of your arrival. You will make life more interesting. You will make the waiting seasons more bearable. You will be a living reminder to trust God in those still moments, even when all seems extremely overwhelming. Your smile will melt the heart of your father, and I look forward to meeting you then, firstborn of this Cartee clan. 

(*Many thanks to Ysabella Jones for the wonderful portrait session.)

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