You know you wait nine months for this event and all of a sudden it is upon you. How in the world could I be frantically getting ready...not like this is the first time...yet it all seems so new. A different season of life...more experience...more resources, makes all of this fresh...exciting for so many new reasons. Everything will get done...this I know...it always does...yet I cannot seem to get that "caught up and in control" feeling. It is a good place to be. It keeps me reminded that I am so not in control...not in control of the surprise thunderstorm that soaked me to the bone on my run a couple of hours ago...not in control of the traffic that seems to have inexplicably missed the fact that the holidays have come and gone...not in control of outside temperatures that seem to have inexplicably missed the fact that it's winter for crying out loud!
So Monday morning at 6:30AM we'll head to the hospital and get a room and sit for a while until it is time. A heart monitor with its "whooshing" sound will set the environment as we wait quietly and politely answer the nurses' questions. There'll be hook ups and check ups until they tell us all is ready...and then here we go. It may take a while and as soon as we know anything, we'll let you know. It's the best we can do really...we're not in control. (James 4:13-17)