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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 2 – Intermediate)
Topic: Birth (infancy) (08/20/09)

TITLE: In The Waiting Room
By Chris Janzen


When at last I walked down the aisle and got married at age 30, I was so filled with happiness and triumph.

I was certain my family had given up any hope of me ever finding a man willing to put up with me and my orneriness for any amount of time, let alone an entire lifetime! Yet here we were at the altar, saying those beautiful vows in front of God, our friends, and our families.

On the outside I was saying, “I take this man to be my lawful wedded...blah, blah, blah...,” but on the inside I was yelling, “I got me a man!” It was the happiest day of my life.

We wanted to start a family right away; both of us couldn't wait to become parents. It was a dream God had placed in both of our hearts, and one we had both longed for for quite a while.

Finally we could work on making that dream a reality. We both agreed we would have just two children, hopefully one boy and one girl. Then our family would be complete.

How impatient I was every month, wondering if this would finally be IT! I wanted a baby more than I had ever wanted anything, and I had prayed for one in earnest.

I would be going about my day at work, in the car, at the store...wondering if that amazing miracle had yet occurred. Had God breathed a new life into me?

As month after long month passed, I fought discouragement and disappointment. I wanted to be patient, but I also wanted to be pregnant! My doctor told me not to worry, that it just takes a little time some times and to keep trying. Control freak (these days I prefer the term “control enthusiast!”) that I was, I hated not being able to snap my fingers and make it happen immediately!

I tried to busy myself with other things, but I truly could think of nothing else. I checked out books from the library and read every disgusting, graphic, wonderful detail about the whole process. I was horrified, excited, scared, and I still REALLY wanted to be pregnant! God kept me sitting in His waiting room, and much longer than even the most inconsiderate of earthly doctors!

Then one day I was making my regular morning pot of coffee, something I had loved for years. I liked to load it up with real cream and lots of sweetener. It was so delicious and helped me get my day started, not being one of those “morning people.” Today the coffee was extremely bitter and the cream tasted like it had been sitting on the counter for days! I was dumbfounded. “What in the world is wrong with this coffee?” I tried again to sip it, but it was undrinkable. My husband thought it was just great and finished off the pot.

Certain I had a terrible case of food poisoning, I checked in with my doctor. What a relief! No food poisoning, but could it be? YES! Finally I was pregnant! I was so sick all the time, losing my lunch on a daily basis, and usually my breakfast and supper as well! Pregnancy really wasn't all it was cracked up to be in my humble opinion!

Somewhere around the fourth month the doctor ordered a routine ultrasound to check on the dates because the baby kept measuring larger than usual. My husband and I settled into the ultrasound room, so excited to see our little bundle of Heaven on screen. As soon as the gooey gel was on my belly and the wand touched my skin, we got the shock of our lives...there were two little bundles in there! We could see them plain as day! TWO babies! We looked at each other in disbelief... “Do you see what I see?” We said in unison. The doctor confirmed what we already knew; we were having twins!

A few weeks later we were back in the ultrasound room to find out if we were having boys or girls. I knew we would be thrilled either way, but I secretly hoped for a boy and a girl.

We had always wanted to have two children; a boy and a girl. The Great Physician gave us exactly what we asked for, and our family was and is complete.

The time in God's waiting room was infinitely worth it.

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Mildred Sheldon08/28/09
Loved in the waiting room of God. He blesses us with such wonderful blessings that it is impossible to list them all.
Emily Gibson08/30/09
I love your use of "the waiting room" here; this is one waiting room where we are asked to not get impatient, look at our watches, or leave in a huff. I won't forget this great metaphor for God's timing, not ours!
Rachel Phelps09/02/09
This story has a great voice to it. I like the link to the waiting room, but it seems to be more of the focus than the birth aspect. Overall, very creative concept!