Yesterday my doctor confirmed the Lord’s recent prompting that this is to be a season of rest. An ultrasound revealed a completely healthy little girl (Yay! So excited for sisters!) and a low lying placenta- placenta previa for the medically inclined. With this ominous sounding diagnosis comes orders for more rest, no lifting (including my toddler!), and no running, among other things. As I processed this with my husband, I saw two roads before me. I could become paranoid and scared, making sure I’m doing everything in MY power to protect this baby girl while at the same time worrying about all that I’m not doing. I’d be physically resting but those stress hormones would for sure be circulating. Or I could see this as a further invitation for rest, asking him for wisdom in how to care for my body without giving into paranoia, leaning into what he has for me this season, and ultimately placing this baby’s health in his capable hands.
This morning, the Lord kindly put this verse in my day’s reading to solidify what he’s asking of me:
“The people refused to enter the pleasant land, for they wouldn’t believe his promise to care for them.” Psalms 106:24 NLT
The Lord has pleasant land for me to take, rest to enter into this season, if only I’ll believe his promise to care for me. What about you, friends? What is the pleasant land he’s inviting you into? What’s holding you back?
Holy Spirit, empower and enable us to trust the Father’s promise to care for us and lead us into your promised land of rest. Amen!