This morning my husband and I went to the hospital to see some of our very best friends brand new baby. He was born at 9:30 this morning and what a cutie pie...totally handsome!
It got me thinking....if I hadn't miscarried I would be about a month away from having a baby myself. That could be a very dangerous thought because it can go two ways. It can lead to sadness, depression, tears and a day of being down in the dumps or it can remind me of Gods faithfulness and how He always knows exactly what I need when I need it. I choose the second.
That may sound strange but I know God knows my desire to have a baby and although I would absolutely love to be pregnant like yesterday :) He has a plan and its a perfect one. Who am I to think I know better than God? I'll never understand why I miscarried but when I think about it I really don't need to know...I just need to trust He knows.
Trusting God has always been a weak spot for me it seems. Yes, I can totally trust Him for other people but when it comes to myself and personal things in my life I seem to hesitate in handing it over. But its so amazing what God does when I do hand it over....He completely blows me away by reminding me once again He is faithful to me. So what do I do? Every single day I build up my faith by spending time with Him, reading His Word and singing songs to Him. The more I know Him and His character the more I love and absolutely adore Him....the more I trust Him.
I know God has a plan for me and my husband. I believe babies are in that plan so I look forward to that and I continue to worship Him in those times that don't make sense. He deserves all of me all the time.
Until next time....
