waiting...

This morning, I am sitting with my nephew, Wyatt - an almost-big brother of a baby sister to be named shortly - waiting for her to make her appearance to this world. Wyatt doesn't know what's about to hit him...and he's perfectly content to watch TV, naive to how this baby will rock his world. But for now, he's happy with the cartoon on the television, the Lightning McQueen car in his hand, and the knowledge that Aunt Katie will take him to the store later, if he's good, to buy him "mine owns beans" (Jelly-Bellys).

I have a lot to learn from this two-and-a-half year old...

To be content in a moment, not needing answers to his uncertainty.
To trust that he'll be provided for simply because he knows nothing other than provision for the day.
To find happiness in the smallest things, not (always) dwelling on what he doesn't have.

As we wait for baby Lucky's arrival (as Wyatt has lovingly nick-named her), I can reflect on the blessings we've been promised...and that sometimes it just takes a little waiting to receive those blessings.

Just like planting seeds in the spring, and having them slowly grow into beautiful flowers (like my ranunculus above), the blessing comes in the waiting.....