Any day now. That’s what they keep saying about the births of little Connor and little Arielle.

Daughter Rebecca’s “Arielle” and daughter-in-law Becky’s “Connor” were due one day apart — yesterday and today.

So far, nothing except some very uncomfortable mothers-to-be.

Two weeks ago — you remember the day of the Big Snow and threat of frozen roadways? The day before that, the midwife told Rebecca “could be today or tomorrow.” We flew into high alert.

No baby. Interesting how you begin to lose your “high alert” over time. Today we’re closer to a delivery, and probably less on-edge than we were during those snow days. Human nature is an odd thing. We absolutely know the delivery day is coming, but we lose the edge.

It reminds me of another event very much like that. Christ tell us He will return, and His word is sure. He tells us there will be signs like earthquakes, wars, and rumors of war, yet He does not tell us the precise day. Perhaps those signs are to remind us to stay on-edge, and waste no time until He appears.

Rebecca and Becky will deliver children into the world. Christ will deliver us out of it. Both events are assured. They should both keep us ever-ready and vigilant. Pray we do so.