Stay & Wait

I will stay should the world by me fold
Lift up Your name as the darkness falls
I will wait and hold fast to Your word
Heart on Your heart and my eyes on Yours

-Hillsong “Stay and Wait”

Ever have a song that just speaks to you during the season you’re in?  This has been my go-to and on repeat for months.

Unlike the song that was actively looping through my mind, this blog post sat dormant and in draft mode for months.  To be honest, I’m still not sure why…  Maybe it was somewhat due to fear– of living in Guatemala and not having access to the best medical care.  Maybe it was due to pressure– the pressure that is placed on all of us to make some sort of grandiose announcement when seasons change in our life– complete with professional pictures to show its perfection.  Maybe it was due to how I so deeply identified with it– as I had also spent years in “draft mode”… warding off the questions from well intentioned friends and family on when the next chapter of our life would begin.

I waited for the perfect words for this moment, almost feeling encumbered by the expectation of others to post something more… But I realized the simplicity of this statement is beautiful and big enough on its own.  We are pregnant.

I say this with excitement, but also with trepidation for other women who are in seasons of waiting, also feeling like you’re stuck in “draft mode.”  I wish I could hug you through this computer monitor.

So what’s next for us?  Well, big changes…. but also nothing, really.  Starting a family will not uproot our calling and purpose here in Guatemala.  If anything, it only increases our desire to be here.  (Except maybe on the days that it’s unbearably hot or that I don’t have access to ANY of my pregnancy cravings.)  But for now, we stay and we wait.  And we will continue to work until the point it’s not physically possible.  We are so thankful that here is where The Lord has planted all three of us. We look forward to a third little person working beside us to share help, hope, and the goodness of our God to the people here in Guatemala.

You are loved.
-Whitney