Just about six years ago, after occurrences involving my wife’s health, she was told it would be very unlikely for her to ever have children. A few months later, she conceived.
Early on in the pregnancy, July 17th to be exact, we spent over seven hours in a New Jersey ER facing the possible loss of our first child. That day was our 4-year wedding anniversary. Memorable, I know.
“We spent over seven hours in the ER facing the possible loss of our first child.”
We approached the next valley as she dealt with gestational diabetes. That was more of an inconvenience, but it could still bring harm to the baby and serious nonetheless. She soldiered on.
Finally, the home stretch. After over thirty hours of rapid contractions and three hours of intense labor, our daughter, Gwendolyn, was born January 17th, 2014. My wife is tough. Wow. We were elated and grateful. We felt as if we stood atop the highest peak. What remained constant throughout our journey was faith and acceptance of God’s will, no matter what the outcome.
Uncertainty was scary, but on the other side, our faith had been bolstered. Nothing and/or no one can take away that experience. A more masterful sequence of events could not have occurred. Good and bad things will always happen. It’s the complete surrender to Him that grants us solace and lifts our burdens.
It’s the complete surrender to Him that grants us solace and lifts our burdens.
“And those who know Your name will put their trust in You; For You, Lord, have not forsaken those who seek You.” Psalm 9:10 NKJV