As I observed this vacant scene on the shores of Lake Erie, I marveled at the wonder of God’s creation and how, every year, He allows nearly every sign of life to be obscured by ice, freezing temperatures and snow.
When we first started trying for a baby two and a half years ago, the early months held tendrils of hope. My mind swam with thoughts of our future family, not thinking for a moment of the difficulty we might face along the way.
It was 6AM, and my eyes were heavy as I tried to make sense of the Scripture passage laid out in front of me.
Infertility is a physical problem, but it has ramifications that go far beyond the physical. God gave us not just a body, but a mind, heart, and soul (Matthew 22:37).
I see you, Sweet One.
I know you don't understand and you're confused. My desire is not to leave you that way, but to speak to your soul's deepest places and help you find contentment in Me.
- Love God
Friends that are waiting, hang in there. Persevere! Declare today, Mother’s Day, to be the day the Lord has made and give Him all the glory and praise. I know this is so hard and completely against what we want to do, but our Lord is the same as He was yesterday, the same as He is today, and the same as He promises to be forever.
And to my dear Mother friends, Let me urge you - please remember us!
Yes, we want to celebrate your beautiful children with you and the fact that you are a mom. We are overjoyed with you and sincerely love your kids. But that doesn’t take away the sting of today. We desire so deeply to be celebrating alongside of you and with you; but we can’t and it’s completely out of our control.
It's almost Mother's Day, again. Many will celebrate and rightly so. If anyone knows what a gift motherhood is, it's us. We long for mommyhood. Our stories look different, but our heartaches are all the dame. You're not alone. I'm thinking of you especially on this day. I've been there. As your emotions attempt to consume, let me set your mind on our Rugged Hope.
This isn’t just any kind of hope – it’s an expectant hope - not the kind that makes us stay in a place of wishful thinking, doubt, and frustration. A hope that draws us closer to Jesus and that our souls find rest in. Not a hope that expects only a YES from God, but one that knows He has plans for us and our future kids (biological or adopted).
This is a word that has kept me going during a season of infertility. This word fills me with hope that the Lord has a purpose for this season. In this season of “not yet” and “keep waiting” the hope I have is that the Lord is always who He says He is and He alone is in control.
The new life I craved to be in my womb was actually growing inside my heart. He has a purpose.
The desire to be “in control” is not something that’s limited to dealing with infertility, but when you are on that journey the need to feel as though you have any kind of control over the situation can be overwhelming and pervasive.
