I was talking to a friend the other day who is also
struggling with how to just “get over” the fact that she will never be a
mother. I shared that I wouldn’t be as
okay with this prospect as I am if it wasn’t for my faith. Which is undoubtedly true!
Since that conversation though, I’m being cruelly reminded
of all the things I had looked forward to sharing with the daughter I’ve always
dreamed of having... Teaching her how to cook and bake--especially how to make
her daddy’s favorite desserts showing her the joy of doing special
things for the ones you love... Going to yard sales finding awesome finds... Braiding
her hair or just brushing out tangles... Reading stories to her at bedtime... the list goes on and on...
Then I get so frustrated with
myself for not getting over not having any children of my own. Why do I still have emotional days? Why can’t I just move on and get over
this? Why can’t I just be okay with this???
Last week while sitting in Sunday School I listened to our
teacher, Chuck, talk about Job 38 and he made this point:
It is important to note that God never told
Job the reason for his pain! God never
did give Job any explanation about the circumstances of his trouble. His question to Job is simply this—Are you as
eternal, great, powerful, wise and perfect as God? No! So
you need to trust Me!!
Job had the longest recorded conversation (I guess you
can call that a conversation) with God in the Bible and yet he didn’t receive
an answer from God as to why he had to suffer.
Sometimes God doesn’t give us an answer to our Whys and Why Nots.
“For my thoughts
are not your thoughts,
neither are your
ways my ways,”
declares the Lord.
As the heavens are
higher than the earth,
so are my ways
higher than your ways
and my thoughts
than your thoughts.”
Isaiah 55:8-9
(NIV)
Deciding to accept the likely possibility
that I will not be a mother and trust God with HIS plan for my life does NOT
mean that I can turn the desire to have children off like a light switch. It does not mean that I will not ache to know
what it’s like to carry a child inside me.
It doesn’t mean that I will never have another emotional breakdown. I am still a woman, and an emotional one at
that!
My feelings will still be there, but I choose to not let
these emotions define me.
Each morning I need to hand it back over to God. Again.
I need to remember that this kind of an emotional day is sure to come
again. I will hand my doubts back
to God and chose to not hold on to them. That is the only way I will be able to move
closer to truly trusting God.
Love & Hugs,
MK