Becoming...

Have you ever felt pregnant? I don't mean like, nausea, walking funny, craving and the physical manifestation of pregnancy with a human child, I mean in your spirit. As if there is some task or undertaking that was meant for you to do.

I feel I'm starting to reach my confinement date. My time is closing in. I don't know what...or when...or...??? Destiny is too vague a term. But those of us who have been pregnant know the feeling of new life moving inside that becomes more and more evident as the months tick by. We know what happens during the time when the child kicks and grows, hiccups, nudges and otherwise makes it's presence known until mom is large and uncomfortable, walking unsteadily, weary, cranky and soooo ready to get this baby into the world. But not yet. God knows when. Not yet. Baby is not quite ready, not finished.

For now, I wait. I know the signs of labor. Mild pains followed by back breaking contractions, there will be water, maybe some blood. And God will be there to make delivery. Whatever he has in store for me, the pains have been increasing in intensity and frequency. It's coming...

As if there is some task or undertaking that was meant for you to do.

...Or more correctly, someone I'm supposed to be...For this reason, I think my name is appropriate. Renee...Reborn.

Perhaps there is an unborn person in all of us. I can only hope.