Being pregnant is a gift. One of the greatest themes of this pregnancy (or any pregnancy) is the awareness of a divine analogy taking place within the secret places of a woman’s womb. With each passing week, I watch my belly grow, and some days I just sit in awe and wonder at that which is developing within me. However, the truth remains that I do not know from day-to-day if my baby is growing properly. I do not know if the brain is developing correctly. I do not know yet if this child will have all its fingers and toes. I do not know, and yet, I do not need to know either.
For you formed my inward parts; you knitted me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well. My frame was not hidden from you, when I was being made in secret, intricately woven in the depths of the earth. Your eyes saw my unformed substance; in your book were written, every one of them, the days that were formed for me, when as yet there was none of them. How precious to me are your thoughts, O God! How vast is the sum of them! If I would count them, they are more than sand. I awake, and I am still with you. Psalm 139:13-18
God knits each and every one of us together in our mother’s womb. He is knitting hands and feet and toes and lungs together in ways that only He can. I can’t make these developments take place. I wouldn’t even know where to begin. I’m so thankful for His divine care in the knitting together of our lives, which brings me to the bigger picture – the analogy of sorts.
There are so many areas of my life that I know God is working, but I simply cannot see everything He is doing. Ecclesiastes 11:5 says, “As you do not know the way the spirit comes to the bones in the womb of a woman with child, so you do not know the work of God who makes everything.”
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The growing of a baby in a mother’s womb is as big of a mystery as God’s work in our day-to-day living. For me, it is easy to grow discouraged and to think God is absent, that He has forgotten me, and then something will happen to remind me that He is there. The same is true for pregnancy. I have no idea what’s taking place inside of me, but the craving for a slice of lemon pie and a glass of milk at 11 o’clock at night will hit and I will think, “Yep, there’s a baby in there!” Not to mention, God has already numbered my days just as my baby’s days are already numbered. My baby already has a purpose in this world.
What happens in each of our lives and how God continues to work in the secret places for our good is so far beyond my imagination. It’s more than I can understand and far too often I lack so much faith. With this divine analogy, I have been given a tangible example of what it means to trust God with things that I simply cannot see. Just because I do not know the end result, it does not mean God is absent. He is at work in secret knitting together my baby and knitting together my days.