Push!

The first trimester, having fun, enjoying life, just kicking it. Not doing anything special…just funning.  You’re not really showing.  All you have is a baby bump.

The second trimester—you’re starting to show.  I can see the swelling in your belly. You’re getting serious or as close to serious as you have ever been in your life. You’re working a real job, not at McDonald’s. If you are a late bloomer, you’re going to school, getting your GED perhaps because you had way too much fun in the first trimester. You’re busy, not wasting any time. You’re being accountable, contributing to society, working a real job, going to school to get that first college degree, then that second college degree all while buying your first home and maybe your second home, on your third or fourth car purchase…oh, and did I say working two jobs while you are trying to earn a degree.  But, nevertheless, you are zooming.  You are full throttle. You are running off of all the gas that God has put in your tank. You are doing what the bible says to do—work by the sweat of your brow.

The third trimester, whoops there it is!  The devil is mad. The devils are madder than a junkyard dog. To you, work was fun.  To you, working two jobs was fun. To you, working towards a college degree while working two jobs and taking care of your home was fun. Then God showed up, stepped in and made a presence in your life like you still can’t wrap your head around. Things are going really crazy.  The Lord is reminding you that He saved you 30 years ago.  He called you out of the world, into the marvelous light, 30 years ago.  Knock, knock! 

Whose there?  It is Me, God.  Let Me in or I am going to kick the door in.  I have sat back in the shadows for 30 years watching you. You completely forgot all about Me. I had to let go and allow a barrage of  spiritual attacks to pervade your life to get your attention. Where were you going?  What did you think that you were doing?  Never once did you say thank you Lord. Never once did you say a prayer to Me.  Never once did you glorify My existence as God.  Never once did you bow down before Me and worship Me. Never once did you tell someone about My Son Jesus. You did not merely trade your love for Me and begin to worship other idols you completely forgot Me. 

Now come My child.  I am going to allow a spiritual attack to come upon your life that the half has not been told. I am going to break you up into teeny tiny pieces until you forget your name, who your mama was and who your daddy is. I am going to make you forget about any and everybody you have ever known intimately, personally, and familial in your life, and take up from where we left off when I revealed My presence to you 30 years ago.  You are about to have the most excruciating birth pains known to man. Get ready now, push!