(I found this un-posted post and so am adding it in
along with a picture from my last (38.4) week of pregnancy.)
The growing excitement of friends, promises of prayers, baby gifts from kind souls, the purchasing of baby items, and especially the energetic stirrings within (even as I type, my right arm is bouncing off my tummy due to kicking), are causing a growing impatience for baby boy to be here yesterday. However, I am reminded of the beauty of waiting. What do we learn from waiting? We learn there is a time for everthing, according to a master plan, one which we did not design nor have control of. We learn to submit to His timing, His will, His perfect plan...through waiting He draws us to Himself, squirming, restless, until we fall (usually exhausted ;) into line within His hand. This process reminds me of Jeremiah 18:6; "...Behold, like the clay in the potter's hand, so are you in my hand..." Just like clay cannot bounce off the potter's wheel as a fully functional item whenever it chooses (if it had rational thought, of course), neither can we decide for ourselves when we are ready and where we shall go, for only the Divine Potter knows the full potential of our make. It is only when we humbly and meekly allow Him to fashion and polish to the perfect finish our hearts and minds, that we are truly ready for the next step. I pray that this 9-month period of waiting has provided me with some understanding of patience and humility which I may utilize within motherhood, and an even deeper desire to submit myself fully to Him.
along with a picture from my last (38.4) week of pregnancy.)
The growing excitement of friends, promises of prayers, baby gifts from kind souls, the purchasing of baby items, and especially the energetic stirrings within (even as I type, my right arm is bouncing off my tummy due to kicking), are causing a growing impatience for baby boy to be here yesterday. However, I am reminded of the beauty of waiting. What do we learn from waiting? We learn there is a time for everthing, according to a master plan, one which we did not design nor have control of. We learn to submit to His timing, His will, His perfect plan...through waiting He draws us to Himself, squirming, restless, until we fall (usually exhausted ;) into line within His hand. This process reminds me of Jeremiah 18:6; "...Behold, like the clay in the potter's hand, so are you in my hand..." Just like clay cannot bounce off the potter's wheel as a fully functional item whenever it chooses (if it had rational thought, of course), neither can we decide for ourselves when we are ready and where we shall go, for only the Divine Potter knows the full potential of our make. It is only when we humbly and meekly allow Him to fashion and polish to the perfect finish our hearts and minds, that we are truly ready for the next step. I pray that this 9-month period of waiting has provided me with some understanding of patience and humility which I may utilize within motherhood, and an even deeper desire to submit myself fully to Him.
Prayer of an Expecting Mother
Lord Jesus, I lovingly pray for this sweet hope
that I keep within my womb. You have granted me the
immense gift of a tiny little life, living in my own life,
and I humbly thank you for choosing me as an
instrument of your love. In this sweet waiting, help me
to live in a constant attitude of self-surrender to your will.
Grant me a motherly heart that is pure, steadfast and generous.
I hand over to you my concerns; any anxious fears that may
come, my own wishes for the little person that I still have no
knowledge of. Grant that it may be born healthy in body;
keep far from it every peril to its soul.
Mary, you have known the ineffable joy of a holy motherhood;
give me a heart that can transmit an ardent, living faith.
Sanctify my waiting, bless this joyful hope that is in me,
grant that the fruit of my womb may open out in virtue and
in holiness through your working with that of your divine Son. Amen.












