False Report!

On a cold winter night in December, I was rushed to the hospital in my small grey 2014 Honda Civic. My belly was aching and tensing up very tightly. After a talk with my mother and being instructed to lie down, there were no signs of the symptoms slowing. We rushed to the hospital to check on things and to see if little Omari was on the way. Entering through those large hospital doors, we charged for the elevator. We made it to the fifth floor and gave all of our information to the clearly tired of being at work nurse. After waiting about twenty minutes, we made it to triage.

Just some background knowledge, I was told by my regular doctor that I was 3cm dilated (which means extremely close to pushing) which is why I went in the first place. My doctor told me I would be having a baby by New Year’s Day. I trusted her judgment because…well, she had been my doctor for nine months and she knew me pretty well.

Back to being inside of the Triage unit. I was checked, and they gave me an IV just in case I was dehydrated (although I told them I had definitely been drinking plenty of water). My gut was telling me that my son would soon be coming. When the Nurse goes to check, she makes it very difficult for me to stay comfortable and they proceed to say, "No ma’am, you are nowhere near having this baby." Ok, so let me say that I had taken off of work for maternity leave prematurely in expectation of an early arrival of my baby boy, just to turn around and hear that the report was "FALSE!"

Sometimes trusting God can be like this. We start wondering who's right…should I trust what I originally heard or this new person who seemed to be just as qualified? Has God ever told you anything about your life…what's coming next…what job is coming…just to turn around and see that it seems to be false?

On this night, I totally felt that. Stop trusting the word of man. Start learning to trust God. WHAT DID HE SAY? I knew God told me he was coming, but I believed the false report. Take everything to prayer. You don't want to get caught with a false report as a permanent report. Seven days later, I was in true labor. Doctors thought I was going to be waiting until the end of January. My son came the end of December. Point is…trust your body, spirit, and gift of discernment. It doesn't lie; MAN does. Moreover, trust God! Whose report will you believe?