Had I Known

Had I known Tuesday morning when I woke up that I would have a baby girl that afternoon, would I have gone about my day a little differently?

Had I known when I was at story time with Coralyn and Kellah that it would be my last trip to the library with just 2 kiddos, would I have checked out more books or talked to more of the moms around me?

Had I known when I was walking on the treadmill that I would be in labor just hours later, would I have done the same work out?

Had I known driving to and from my prenatal appointment that I would be giving birth when I got home, would I have made the trip all the way to Overland Park and back, through ridiculous construction zones?

Had I known I would be holding my newborn baby within an hour after my friend left my house, would I have told her to come on over to get a wrap and talk about the It Works business?

Had I known my "mild" contractions would go to INTENSE in a matter of minutes, would I have taken the 5 minutes to sign up a new customer?

Had I known my labor was going to be as crazy as it was, would I have called Lawrence home a bit earlier?

Thing is... I didn't know.

As I was reflecting on all that happened prior to Kyiah's birth on Tuesday, I admitted I would probably have done things quite a bit differently that day had I known what was going to happen that afternoon.

And yet, I am glad I didn't know.  I thoroughly enjoyed everything I did on Tuesday -- story time, working out, the prenatal, chatting with my friend, etc.

If I had known Kyiah was coming, I might have been tempted to set the timer and watch the clock.  Every tick would have seemed like hours.  The day would have stretched on and on.  4:54 would have seemed like an eternity away.

Not to mention I would have had plenty of time to sit and think about all that could go wrong, all that MIGHT happen.  I already struggle with fear and worry and imagining the worse case scenarios enough.  I don't need any help with my imagination.

And so I am thankful I didn't know.  That I went about my day like it was any other.  How much would I have missed out on if I had woken up, gone downstairs, and just sat on the couch waiting for the big event to happen?

How true is this of my relationship with Jesus though?

I don't know when He's coming back -- I just know He is.  In the same way I knew Kyiah was eventually going to come, I know Jesus is planning His return.

I didn't just sit around and wait for my baby to arrive though.  That would have been stupid.
And it would be stupid for me to sit around twidling my thumbs waiting for Jesus to show up.

Imagine how much life I would miss out on!!

So, I challenge you (and myself) today.
Make today count.  
Live life to the fullest.

Should Jesus come back today, may He find us sharing His love,
spreading the Good News,
fighting for our faith,
standing up for what's right,
helping the poor,
serving our neighbor,
and simply living for Him in every area of our lives - no matter how big or small they may seem at the time.

Don't be caught saying, "Had I known Jesus was coming today, I would have..."
Instead, be found DOING it!