Infertility Moment

Ron and I had a tearful memory moment last night. While watching a Netflix movie there was a brief scene of a wife unable to conceive. Ron asked if that brought up memories. Soon we both had a few tears in our eyes as we were right back to our own days of infertility. When the door finally closed and locked on having our own child, we began the task of finding our family through adoption. Looking back to the grief of infertility we both know we wouldn’t change a thing. God had just the right children to place in our arms and in our hearts. My ache that Ron wouldn’t get his own kids because of my brokenness brought me to the verge of ending our love story. What I didn’t understand was that our family was out there and we just had to work a bit harder to create it. Not only did we get our family but we have a connection with our children’s birth families that are precious to us. Their love for our shared kids gives us a bond like no other.

It is true as the Bible verse states. 1 Thessalonians 5:18 And in the midst of everything be always giving thanks, for this is God’s perfect plan for you in Christ Jesus. TPT

In the hard seasons of life it is hard to see the bigger picture and we shout out that we shouldn’t have to endure this pain. What I know is that life unfolds and even in the rough circumstances Jesus is right there beside me so I never have to face it alone.

My kids are all grown now and in the busyness of life Ron and I don’t reflect back on those days of infertility. I once heard the analogy that in a football game we remember who won the game not what the score was at halftime. Infertility was a path to our win. Forming our family had to go through the medical heartbreaks to get us to our chosen family. What a perfect score.

In Him,
Joyful
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