So yesterday was my birthday (although I celebrate the whole season). I had a great day. At some point during the day, my Mom told me the story that only she could tell: “I was in labor and didn’t even know it… and then my water broke… I reached the hospital at 7:30pm. The doctor checked me and said, “Yep the baby is probably coming today but don’t expect delivery anytime soon. You’ve got a long wait… hours.” The doctor turned to exit the room but before he could even reach the door, you were coming! All of a sudden, the doctor could see your head! He was yelling, “Ohh.. don’t let her come!” There was barely time to get you to the delivery room. Minutes later, at 7:42 pm, you were in the world. I had one sharp pain with you and I haven’t had one since!” Gotta love my Mom!
I reflect as well as laugh every time I hear that story. I love the fact that someone with all of his wisdom, schooling, training and knowledge “thought” he could predict my arrival or stop my arrival! What?! Please! He looked at the situation, judged what he saw and basically said, “She ain’t ready.” Oh, but God apparently had another plan because in a split second, at the astonishment of the doctor, God changed the situation and set the stage for my arrival. My movement, my birthing was not going to be dictated by the doctor’s or any other person’s expectation of me! I was on the way. I was coming whether the doctor was prepared for me or not! Ha ha ha! If you are going to play a part in this, get moving doctor or move out the way- hold on Mom… Here I come!
I have heard that story so many times! It always has an impact on me but for some reason, this year it really impacted me. As I look back over the course of my life, I can identify so many times where the enemy of my faith has tried to hold me back, shut down my voice or stop me from stepping into my place of destiny- through circumstances, self-doubt, other people’s expectations, voices of people who doubted my ability or methods, people who diagnosed my circumstances based on their human knowledge or perceptions, and said, “Oh, it is not time. She ain’t ready” or by folks who tried to define how I should arrive and what type of space I should arrive in.
Listen, our times are in God’s hand (Ps. 31:15). He orchestrates the times and methods of our arrival and has ordered our very steps (Prov. 20:24). God has birthed great things in my life- things that are continually being revealed as He sees fit. YOU might not see it. YOU might try to stop it. YOU might not be ready for it. YOU may find yourself scrambling around at the last minute trying to figure out how to be a part of it all. Yep, it might take YOU by surprise! But none of that has anything to do with me! What God has planned for me cannot be stopped (Jer. 29:11). I cannot be stopped! And why should it be any different than from- well, from that little baby- conceived in love, protected and nurtured even in darkness, astonishing the doctor at her arrival with all of her God given greatness on October 8, at 7:42 pm in Providence Hospital?! I love it!
~Wendy M. Reynolds