6 August 1973 is the day I should have
been born, on my great grand-mother Ouma Van Wyk's birthday. That is
if my mom had followed doctors orders. This however would have meant
being induced as cesearians weren't quite as common practice back
then as they are now.
Living in Komatipoort at the time,
there was no hospital in that small town, so my parents had to travel
to Barberton. By the time mom got to the hospital for a check up,
the doctor told her that she was already in labour and they could
pretty much induce any time. Not feeling any cramps though, mom
wasn't keen to push the issue but rather give me some time to make up
my own mind about when to appear.
In the early hours of 7 August 1973,
mom finally felt some labour pains and her waters broke, meaning I
was on my way. They rushed to the hospital and sure enough a few
minutes later I was born.
Scripture says of Jesus that he was
born “in the fullness of time.” I thank God that as I celebrate
another birthday that he does all things in his time, and when we
trust him his plans are perfect. Thank God for his goodness!
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