Struggling with Infertility: Do not lose hope

Last night, in a conversation with my husband, I made the statement, suppose when we are ready for another child, I can't have and his response was If God will it, then it would be. This morning I found myself reflecting on my journey from childless to my beautiful baby girl and tears flow from my eyes. I lifted my eyes to heaven and I said thank you Lord and began praying. I said to the Lord, please do not let me forget your goodness to me. It is so easy to forget at times, but like Jeremiah, my testimony is like fire shut up in my bones and I need to encourage those who are currently discourage, to instill hope in those who have lost it and to inspire faith in those who have doubts. The Lord still heals, he still blesses, he still hear our prayers and cries, he still is miraculous, he is still able to grant us the desires of our hearts. His word is still true and so he will bless you with the heritage of your womb, just trust him and believe.

Several months ago, I was in a position where I was confused, doubtful and miserable. Why me? How come things always happen to me? What is your plan for my life Lord that I must go through this journey? Am I meant to have kids? Those are just a few of the questions plagued my mind daily. I cried out to the Lord, like Hannah, in fast and prayer. I began repenting for sin whether it was in words, thoughts or actions, not just for myself, but up the generational tree. If i ever thought about abortion, I repented. If I ever looked or heard anyone in my family called someone a mule, I repented. The reality was before my eyes and I knew I needed a cleansing from the Lord and his grace to be extended to me. I needed a fresh start. 

I was never quiet with my issue and it was a good thing because then God place someone in my way, someone who I didn't expect anything from. He placed it on the heart of one of my lecturer to ask if I was pregnant; a question that she herself said that she does not usually asked people, a question I could have simply said no and leave at that. Instead, in addition to no and I let her know that it was a fibroid and immediately she called a doctor and organized an appointment for me to the following day. I entered his office not knowing what to expect, but hoping for something positive. I knew it must have been God, for that senior surgeon decided to do my surgery and to accept only what the insurance can cover. Isn't my God magnificent? I didn't even know how much the surgery cost until after....JA$500 000 and I paid nothing from my pocket. A few months after I got pregnant and I give birth to my sweet Gabrielle. I am forever grateful to God. I do think someone needs to be reminded that God is still ready and available to bless you abundantly. Open your eyes to the doors that he is opening before you. It is a good thing to be private at times, but do not let privacy make you miss the open doors God is setting before you. Continue to trust God and may the wombs of those who desire children be blessed with child