Hmmm....Expecting a Miracle? Some thought that title a bit persumptious. Some know my story and smiled big. Let me share a bit.
I don't talk about this often because the past is redeemed and I see no reason to wallow in it...and God is constantly amazing me with new things, no time to dwell in the past. ::snort:: I'm a conqueror of child abuse (not a survivor, not a victim). It happened a LOOOONNNNGG time ago when I was a wee child in Africa. Anyhow, because of the abuse I was told that I'd never conceive. I remember well the day I told God that He was enough and I would be content with whatever children He blessed us with.
THEN I conceived our first child and lost it, I was told because of the abuse and my whacked out thyroid, I'd never carry a child to term. With those dire predictions ringing in my spirit I found myself pregnant within 6 weeks. Obviously, I was conceiving. I had yet to carry a child to term. I was depressed for the first trimester - I don't think I got out of bed for 3 months except to go to the doctor. Mike deserves an award. Bre was born. Over the years, I've had several docs comment on how hard conception must be for me - so I know the comments of the first doc weren't simply off the wall.
A friend told me several years ago that Satan meant the abuse for ill and that every time I conceive it's God saying "take that - I redeem". Not sure how doctrinally sound that is - but it gives me a big smile. I've had 15 pregnancies to date - 9 children carried not only to term but PAST TERM and 5 miscarriages. I believe each one of those 14 children are a gift of grace and a miracle. I can't begin to explain the WHY of the miscarriages. I won't try. I simply know that God is good and loving and that He has blessed me more than I ever imagined when I prayed that prayer of surrender over 22 years ago.
And so today, when I'm so nauesated that I can't even EAT CHOCOLATE, I remember that I'm living a miracle. Life is precious and being pregnant today is a blessing.
I don't talk about this often because the past is redeemed and I see no reason to wallow in it...and God is constantly amazing me with new things, no time to dwell in the past. ::snort:: I'm a conqueror of child abuse (not a survivor, not a victim). It happened a LOOOONNNNGG time ago when I was a wee child in Africa. Anyhow, because of the abuse I was told that I'd never conceive. I remember well the day I told God that He was enough and I would be content with whatever children He blessed us with.
THEN I conceived our first child and lost it, I was told because of the abuse and my whacked out thyroid, I'd never carry a child to term. With those dire predictions ringing in my spirit I found myself pregnant within 6 weeks. Obviously, I was conceiving. I had yet to carry a child to term. I was depressed for the first trimester - I don't think I got out of bed for 3 months except to go to the doctor. Mike deserves an award. Bre was born. Over the years, I've had several docs comment on how hard conception must be for me - so I know the comments of the first doc weren't simply off the wall.
A friend told me several years ago that Satan meant the abuse for ill and that every time I conceive it's God saying "take that - I redeem". Not sure how doctrinally sound that is - but it gives me a big smile. I've had 15 pregnancies to date - 9 children carried not only to term but PAST TERM and 5 miscarriages. I believe each one of those 14 children are a gift of grace and a miracle. I can't begin to explain the WHY of the miscarriages. I won't try. I simply know that God is good and loving and that He has blessed me more than I ever imagined when I prayed that prayer of surrender over 22 years ago.
And so today, when I'm so nauesated that I can't even EAT CHOCOLATE, I remember that I'm living a miracle. Life is precious and being pregnant today is a blessing.