We went to church this morning with Mark's family. Nothing unusual about that. As I was holding Isaac (proudly of course) I glanced across the aisle. My heart began to ache for the woman I saw. You see, she is a "sub-fert" or a woman that is suffering through infertility. We have spoken several times about their struggles with infertility and know they have never been successful in their IVF attempts. Mark told her 6 months ago that we were adopting a baby due this summer. She expressed that while her heart is open to adoption, her husband's is not. So that is not a path they will ever travel.
I concluded that no matter how many children I tuck in bed at night, my heart will never be fully healed from all the battle scars left from infertility.
This woman's arms remain empty......and mine are over-flowing with miracles. I thanked God right then for all the gifts and blessings He has granted us in our life.
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