Thursday
“The test results are negative.”
The nurse said after yet another negative pregnancy test.
I was 35.
For I know the p
When these words were spoken to me, I had finally turned my life back to God. When I lost the job back at 23 years old, I thought I had hit bottom. Wrong. I had no idea there was a new, lower bottom to be hit, which I did with a resounding thud. Finally, when my life was once again about to come crashing down on me, I begged God back into my life.
So here I was back in church, praying to God for the one thing I had wanted more than anything in this world: A baby. I wanted a family again. I had a wonderful husband and needed to complete the picture.
Years of infertility go by one day at a time. It’s a slow painful process that can cause you to doubt and question just about everything. However, once again, as I did when I was a teenager, I made the decision accept my life as it was and thank God for the good stuff. I decided it was all up to God and whatever He decided; He just needed to help me to accept it.
As I waited on test after test, I told God I trusted Him. I also decided to thoroughly enjoy my quiet and clean house as well as my down time. I was hoping one day I would have a house full of noisy, messy children with no time to myself!
Lord, I know that I need to trust that You have a pla n for my life. Even when it’s hard and it doesn’t seem possible, I will keep my faith in You and listen for Your voice.
Amen
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