Series of Events

As I said in an earlier post, I have been looking back at some of the things that have happened in my life leading up to the point of God blessing Aaron and I with a child. When Aaron and I started trying to get pregnant we weren't going to church, we didn't have a walk with the Lord. So, how could we expect God to bless us in this way when we weren't in a position to recognize or appreciate His blessing. We tried for what I considered a long time...I have no patience when it comes to the big stuff. I was put on fertility medication with no success, had a laparoscopy in which some problems were fixed. Still, we didn't get pregnant. We later started attending Celebration Baptist Church. I had my reservations about going back to church but the Holy Spirit had been working on both of us to go back. I was still living in my flesh and did not want to give that up; I decided I would do both. The Lord was working...I just wasn't aware of how much he was.

Aaron and I had been married about 7 years, and we have had our good times and bad times. Right then we were in a valley...a very deep valley with very little light. That's when the Lord led me to Brenda or vice verse. We got to know each other; spent some evenings together the four of us. The Lord was pulling me closer to Him and, in that, He directed me to ask her to pray for me. That was one of the hardest things to do...but I knew that was what the Lord wanted. I could not do this on my own, I needed His help, and I needed her to pray for me. Let me tell you...prayer doesn't just "work"...it's is your lifeline. From that point on things started to improve...it wasn't instantaneous but it was improving. In the time that followed Aaron and I each began walking closer to the Lord. We enjoyed going to Church and fellowshipping with other believers. God was working on our relationship by working on us individually.

Some months later Brenda was led to pray for me again. This time, for the Lord to bless me with a child. The Lord was putting things together that only now can I start to understand. I will never fully understand His plans and timing...but He is in control and I am so thankful that he is because if I were I would not be writing this. I believe it was around this time (my memory isn't that great) that Aaron and I (mainly I) decided to go on the Emmaus walk. Aaron and I were growing in Christ, improving our relationship with each other and were increasing our walk with the Lord individually and as a couple. All this time, at church, there were a few women who were pregnant. I would see them and think "Lord, will that be me one day?" God had put some couples in my life who had children, which I think may have been his way of giving me my "baby fix". He also allowed me to serve in the AWANA program, first as a secretary then as the Sparks Director.

One afternoon I was visiting with Brenda and she informed me that she and her husband were working the men's walk that Aaron was going on. She needed someone to take care of her little ones while they were gone during the days. The Lord led me to offer to help. I have to laugh at this point because I think He may have been saying..."You'll look back at this and I will show you just how in control I really am". More time went by, and there were prayers offered up to the Lord, baby showers attended, and another person telling me of their good news.

The weekend Aaron was on his Walk I was praying one evening. I keep a prayer journal that I write in here and there; I'm not consistent; but, this night I told God that I was giving it up to Him. I had purchased a HPT on Thursday; Friday evening I wrote in my journal. I was telling God, that I thought I might be pregnant...but no matter what the outcome I was going to trust and follow in whatever plan he had for Aaron and I.

Saturday morning I took the first test. I came up positive...of course I started balling. Aaron wasn't getting home until Sunday night. Just remember...I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me. It took his strength and power for me NOT to tell anyone.

On Sunday night God showed Aaron and I just how much our cup runneth over. We are blessed above and beyond anything we deserve and sometimes above what we think we can handle. The praise and glory goes to God alone!