Contentment is the lesson of this season in my life. I’m seeing that contentment is a choice I make. Now we’re waiting for the birth of our first grandchild and contentment is taking on new meaning.
Waiting for the birth of a baby is called expecting. This waiting is a good thing. Babies take nine months to prepare for birth. To cut short this waiting, is to threaten the life of the child. Waiting the full time tries the patience of every mother, but for love of that unborn child, she waits. She is expecting!
The end of the wait for a baby is delivery. Sometimes we have to wait through some pretty difficult things for God’s deliverance. We have promises that he answers our prayers, that he vindicates his children, and that he acts on behalf of those who wait for him. But we may just have to wait to see the answer. Deliverance at the end of the wait is God’s promise to those who wait on him.
We are waiting with a few friends in difficult situations. We are waiting for healing for one. We are waiting for vindication and deliverance for a couple. In Psalms 27:14 we are told to be strong and take heart. And then Psalms 62:8 says, “Trust in him at all times, O people; pour out your hearts to him for God is our refuge.” In this type of waiting, there is nothing we can do but pour out our hearts to Him and be strong and take heart. God is our refuge.
Contentment is not resignation. I was not resigned to whatever would happen. I was not waiting in unresisting acceptance of the inescapable. I was waiting expecting to hear that I had cleared the wait list because I believed I was supposed to make the trip. If I was supposed to make the trip, my Father would see to the ticket. We plan to go back to the States for the birth of this baby. A friend gave us frequent flier miles that would pay for most of my ticket. We bought my husband’s ticket, but my reservation went on a waiting list. Every day he would call to see if I had cleared the waiting list. There was nothing we could do to hurry the process. Our travel agent encouraged us to wait as he was convinced that they would eventually release more seats for frequent flier tickets. This is the kind of waiting led me to consider contentment.
Contentment is not passivity. We continued to check every day. Our travel agent said it helps for them to know we really do want that ticket. I continued to plan for the trip by make the necessary purchases and contact people on both sides of the ocean. I was not sitting around, doing nothing, until my ticket cleared.
Contentment is a choice we make. I could choose to be anxious and fretful about my ticket, or I could choose to expect a good outcome. 16 days before travel the ticket cleared.
I rewrote Paul’s words in Phil 4:11-12 as “. . . I am learning to be content whatever the circumstances. I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I am learning the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want.”
While I have waited for this trip back to see my son and his wife as happy parents of my first grandchild, I have stayed busy. I have continued my normal routine, I have met with people for counseling, I have prepared lessons, I’ve done lots of computer work.
Often I am asked if I am happy here. When I say yes, the follow up question is often, “Don’t you miss your family?” Of course I miss my sons and their wives and my Stateside friends. But I am content here. When we left our home and children and work, God gave us so much more! He has satisfied my need for a home and friends. He has blessed us with easy communication with our family and visits back regularly. I am content.
Now I’m not saying I’ve learned this lesson perfectly. I don’t know what the future will bring. I don’t know what kind of waiting is around the corner for me. But for today, I am content as I wait.