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The baby has been coming for a month now. In the last week there have been false labor and days taken off by dad. But the baby hasn’t come, and they continue to wait. And with each day frustration mounts.
In our culture control is a big thing. We can be spontaneous, but our environment should be predictable. If something interrupts our lives, we stress.
Our neighbors are stressed. They want to know. The truth is that only God knows. That baby is coming in it's own time and our job is to be ready for it
The message that babies bring is that life is unpredictable, and where we embrace the miracle of life, is in those unpredictable minutes.
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