Tuesday, July 24, 2012

be lifted high

The last few Sundays worship at our church has really resonated with me. I'm not sure if it's just the hormones or the fact that it's a great time for me to reflect on what's happening (and about to happen/change) in our lives or if God's really moving me.

A daily struggle of mine is trusting God's perfect timing. This baby will come when He wills it. There is nothing I can do to speed up the process. It will happen when it's meant to be. In the meantime, I need to be patient and humble. I need to recognize that I don't know what's best. That's a tough sentiment for a control freak like myself to swallow.

The one song that really moved me on Sunday was "Came to my Rescue" by Hillsong United.

I've been tossing around the idea of making a playlist of worship songs for when I'm in labor. Worship songs just stir a confidence in me that I can do this naturally, that God has my back, and that everything will be okay. Most importantly, that despite how I feel often times throughout the day, I will not be pregnant forever.

In my life, be lifted high.
In our world, be lifted high.
In our love, be lifted high.

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