So here am I post-surgery one month later and another unsuccessful month of trying for baby Jolly. The day I started my period I was completely defeated. I couldn't think of one positive in this situation. My relationship with God has been tested. I do not doubt that he is my savior, I am having trouble accepting what’s happening in my life and I am wondering why He isn't helping us. Today I found a new blog to read. The blogger has gone thru what I’m going thru and her faith is stronger than ever. It was hard for me to read her post at first but the more I read the more I realized where I’m going wrong. I have tried doing this on my own but now it’s time to put this in God’s hands.
I am ready to stop trying to control everything around me and I’m ready to be open and honest with God. I’m ready to ask for his help and trust he will come through. I know he works miracles and I know he has worked them for me. I will have faith, I will over-come and I will be a mother. My cousin reminded me today “Don’t confuse your path with your destination. Just because its stormy today doesn’t mean you aren’t headed for sunshine.”
