Sometimes in life, it’s not the things that are…it’s the things that almost are. Not like almost getting a perfect score on a test or almost winning a game, but rather the anxiety stemming from what is about to happen. When you’ve almost graduated, almost finished that tortuous task at work, just to start another.

These are but simple examples.

I’m almost a father. Any day now, my son will be born. With every passing day that he is not born, comes a little more frustration. I’ve never felt more like a father, as every day the reality is greater. Twilight’s due date is still over a week away, but we’re told that he will likely be born before then.

Anyway…I’m learning patience in these times, and how to wait on God’s timing, and I’m reminded of His faithfulness in the past. I look forward to his continued outpouring of blessing on my life in many forms, but none so acutely as the appearance of my baby boy, whom I already love so much…