Cadence and Judi
Ladies in Waiting
Sunday morning at 2:20, the telephone roused Rich and me from sleep. It was daughter Elaine calling to tell us that for some hours, she’d been contracting at three-minute intervals: she and Rob were en route to the maternity ward.
After two quick showers and some haphazard packing, we were in the car by 3 AM, covering the 80 miles between us and San Diego. I was hoping we’d arrive in time to see her before the baby’s birth.
We were about 10 minutes from the hospital when Judi, Rob’s mother, called to tell me that Elaine was being sent home because her labor was not progressing towards delivery.
We were stunned. Elaine’s first child had been born after about 10 hours of labor. None of us anticipated that her labor might stop after eight vigorous hours. Our kids were going home to rest and then walk, hoping the contractions would resume; the grandparents would gather at Elaine’s dad’s house to see what the day brought.
Judi and I were anxious for news, but determined not to pester Rob and Elaine. We knew they’d call us with an update. We visited, played with our grandson Cadence, and tried not to jump each time the phone rang.
The hours crept. I said, “I’m just praying for news.” Judi nodded.
She logged into her Facebook account. After a few minutes, she said, “Sheila, come here! You’ve got to see this!”
Here’s what she showed me:
The message reads, “On this day, God wants you to know that you are exactly where you are meant to be. Trust in God that everything is exactly the way it is supposed to be. Just as a child has to pass through a tiny channel on its way from the womb into life, so are you on your way to God.”
Our Sponsor, our Master, our Creator….He’ll answer us, if we listen.
15 For I hope in You, O Lord;You will answer, O Lord my God.Psalm 38:15 (NASB)
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