At the beginning of this year, I decided that I was going to work on my patience. I did this because God had told me that I needed to wait on Him. Little did I know that learning to be patient requires more than the ability to wait. As time went by I realized that being patient also meant learning to trust in God. I mean, think about it. When you are patiently waiting, you are trusting that whatever it is you are waiting for will come to pass. The same goes when we trust in God. While we patiently wait on Him, we need to trust that whatever it is we are waiting for will come to pass in His time.

“For the word of the LORD is right and true; He is faithful in all He does.” – Psalm 33:4

            For those of you who do not know, my husband and I have been wanting to have a baby for a while. As more and more time went by, it grew harder and harder to wait. However, God told us to wait…so we did. We waited for almost 2 years. As we waited, we continued to pray and to trust that God would fulfill His promise to us. In June we got the glorious news that we would be having a baby. God had fulfilled His promise to us.

 “Therefore say to them, ‘This is what the Sovereign Lord says: None of my words will be delayed any longer; whatever I say will be fulfilled, declares the Sovereign Lord.’” – Ezekiel 12:28

            Most of you would think that this story ends there, right? Well, it doesn’t. As my little one grew, we grew closer and closer to finding out whether we would be having a boy or a girl. Ever since I was younger, I dreamed of having a son. Literally. I would have constant dreams of what it would be like to be the mother of a boy. Even though I know that I would have been happy either way, God has blessed us with a beautiful baby boy. Soon, however, we would be getting some not-so-good news.

            A little while after finding out we were going to have a boy, we got a call from my doctor. It seemed that he was concerned about my little one’s feet. There was a possibility that he could be born with bilateral club feet. Which, for those of you who do not know, is a birth defect in which the foot, or in this case, feet, are twisted out of its normal position. This, of course, could also be accompanied by other defects like spina bifida, mental disabilities, or even heart problems. It was heartbreaking to hear that there could potentially be something wrong with our baby.

            A few weeks ago, I went in to see a specialist where they conducted a very thorough anatomy ultrasound. They looked at every part of my baby’s body to not only confirm the club feet but to see what else could be linked to it. All I have ever wanted was for my baby to be safe and healthy. When the doctor came in with the results, I was told that they could confirm that he would be born with bilateral club feet. However, thank God, it is an isolated incident. Meaning, everything else about my baby – his heart, spine, brain, kidneys, etc.- was in perfect health. So, although my baby may indeed suffer from club feet, God still kept His promise to me in keeping my son safe and healthy.

            Although I cannot understand why my little one has been diagnosed with this, I can take comfort in knowing that his life is safe in God’s hands. Now all I can do is pray for healing and wait and see what God will do in my baby’s life. If it is God’s will to heal him or if God chooses to use this affliction for something more, only time will tell. It is my job to be patient and to trust in His promises. The same goes for all of us. We need to let go of any fear we may have and just trust in God. As you patiently wait on Him, trust that He hears you and that He will answer your prayers. We have a loving and faithful God who was, is, and will always be faithful to His word.

“He did not waver at the promise of God through unbelief, but was strengthened in faith, giving glory to God, and being fully convinced that what He had promised He was also able to perform.” – Romans 4:20-21