Today has been one of the harder days. 40 weeks and 2 days and everything in me expected this baby to be here by now. I sat and stared at my Bible this morning, the words felt so hard to read. I'm not in control, but I so often want to be. What are you teaching me Lord? Patience. Waiting. Growth. Comparison is such a thief of joy and I let it rob me today. Mrs. Bagby texted me and said she was praying for patience as the Lord finishes the final touches on baby. That's what I needed to hear, there's some final touches He is working on-in me, and Van, and baby J. As hard as it is to not have this baby in my arms I am so very thankful for the sovereignty of God in the timing of this child's appearance.