From time to time Rebekah’s would beg for an egg, not for breakfast but to sit on. I would have to calculate when the next payday was and if we would have enough eggs to last until then before I would relent and let her take the egg.
She would cradle it in her hands with much love and care and head outside. Next she would carefully lay the egg down and begin to gather sticks, dried grass and leaves to build a nest with.
She would then take her precious egg and place it gently in the nest and position herself on the egg so as not to break it but to keep it warm as she waited for it to hatch. If you snuck a peek you would see her sitting on the egg patiently with hands tucked up under her arms positioned like a mother hen. She would sit in this position all day waiting for the egg to hatch.
Usually in late afternoon she would relent and come in for the evening. At that time I didn’t know how disappointed she was because it wouldn’t hatch. It was years later when she confided in me of her disappointment.
She now understands that no matter what, an egg from the refrigerator just isn’t going to hatch. But it took a lot of patience, diligence and longsuffering on her part to wait for the egg to hatch as a child. I now see that she still has these same qualities in her day to day life.
Isaiah 40:31 “But those who wait in the LORD will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint.”