Ann Voskamp says, “Gratitude precedes the miracle.” Just like the breeze precedes the rain.
Because as we thank God for what He has already abundantly given, we see and remember what He has already given us. And we see that He is enough. He does something in our hearts. He prepares us to receive His rain.
Spring Is A Time To Hope
I didn’t know that we’d be inside for days on end while it rained, and snowed, and it felt like Spring itself would only tease us, but never actually come.
And the days would all bleed into eachother, and so would we.
I didn’t know just how desperately I would need this one thing:
Hope.
It’s a Hallmark-y sounding kind of word. At least, it was. To me.
But now hope is something else.
Something more. Something alive.
Something like these tucked-in tulips. Withdrawn and inward. But quietly getting ready to bloom.
Separate, yet together.
Listen to my Audio Infertility Wilderness Story
Are you thirsty?
Are you restless?
I was.
Especially in the season of infertility. I was trying my HARDEST to read scripture, and to hope in the Lord…
but my soul was all over the place. And pretty soon, I found myself in a dry, barren season of the soul.
The wilderness.
And no one could save me from it.
Except, Jesus.
You see, something about Jesus, is that He is not afraid to enter wildernesses. He is not afraid of the dry, barren places within us. He’s not afraid of our hard questions, or tears.
“Soul Thirst” (Day 1 of “Watered in the Wilderness”)
Perhaps no one in our country is dying of thirst for lack of water, but many are dying of another kind of thirst.
Soul thirst.
Soul thirst is the thirst you feel deep within you because you need to come into the presence of God and hear Him speak to you through His Word, the Bible.
How To Be Watered in the Wilderness of Infertility
When you are trying to conceive (TTC) and unable to get pregnant, it can make you weary. Trying to conceive, month after month, is exhausting, physically, emotionally, and spiritually.
When we were trying to conceive, my emotions were all over the place. Sometimes, I was full of faith and hope. And sometimes, I felt bitter and numb inside, forcing my feelings down and not daring to hope–because it was too painful to hope.
But Christ met me in that wilderness place.
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