Our baby is now a week overdue. I've never gone this late before and it's wearing me out. Waiting just feels like such a useless place. This week I have to make some decisions about being induced or just continuing to wait. I have a lot of fear and nervousness, but also a peace...it just isn't time yet.
My husband handed me his Bible earlier this week. I opened it to the bookmark and read the verses he had underlined for me.
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.
For I am the Lord, your God, who takes hold of your right hand and says to you, Do not fear; I will help you. ~Isaiah 41:10, 13
Tears filled my eyes. This was what I needed to hear. All this time I have been saying that I've trusted God, and I have, but as a God at a distance. He is the creator of the universe, I know He has a plan and I know that nothing is impossible for Him. Obviously, this baby is His plan and He has perfect timing, even if I don't understand it.
But then to read it in a more personal way...He will take me by the hand and help me through this, through the tough days, through the tears, through this birth how ever it happens. That brought me so much comfort.