James 5:7- 9
Be patient, therefore, brothers, until the coming of the Lord. See how the farmer waits for the precious fruit of the earth, being patient about it, until it receives the early and the late rains. You also, be patient. Establish your hearts, for the coming of the Lord is at hand. Do not grumble against one another, brothers, so that you may not be judged; behold, the Judge is standing at the door.
Christmas is almost here, the waiting is in part almost over and it is so easy to just want to rush the last few days away, to get there, to breathe again and stop. But we are called to be patient, called to wait. Right now that is a very tangible lesson for me as we wander through the early days of a new born with a 4 year old and 2 year old on the go. We all have colds, youngest feeds constantly, no fear of her going over 4 hours between feeds, I’d settle for a 2 hour break between feeds. Right now its easy to wish away these days to get to a more stable plateau but there is much grace and joy to be found in these days if only I would be patient and look, if I would sit and listen and watch rather than wish for another season when supposedly it will all be calmer, we will be more rested, days will run smoothly and laundry will not overrun the house.
Breastfeeding is when I have to fight this battle the hardest. It looked very different when there was just one and everything else in the house stayed in its place while I was preoccupied with feeding but now every feed seems to be an invitation for a tornado to descend and so I rush or I hide in the world of FB and quizes. But in the waiting we are called to be patient, to establish our hearts and not grumble. Lord my prayer this days is that I will be patient and establish my heart in that which matters and not grumble my way through this immense season of privilege and waiting.