WHEN THINGS DON'T GO YOUR WAY
Life has many up's and down's. It's fairly common to have things not go your way.
That can be frustrating and disappointing. A serious problem can occur when the thing that doesn't go your way is your one main goal in life. What do you do then?
Being the oldest of five I don't ever remember being an only child. Gil arrived before
I was fourteen months old. I was 31/2 when baby three was born. For Christmas I had gotten
a great big doll and doll buggy. It didn't take me long to figure out Dougie fit in the buggy perfectly too. The only thing is he kept growing an finally came through the bottom. Even that early every "motherly" instinct that could be displayed was birthed. Four days before I turned six I got my first little sister. Daddy let me name her and they brought her home on my birthday with a bow on her. Wow, what a birthday gift. The summer I was twelve Timmy was born. My friends thought I was nuts for considering him a blessing. I knew he was a gift from God, just for me.
By now it's pretty obvious my primary goal in life revolved around growing up, getting married and having at least six children. When I graduated from high school I knew I would
meet Mr. Wonderful, and fulfill my goal of having a family.
I finally got old enough to date when we lived in a small town and I went to a wonderful little church. The boys were six years too young or ten years too old. Okay? Being a Christian definitely sets limitations on your actions. I couldn't just date anyone, I couldn't act provocative ways, I couldn't go certain places. and time was quickly passing.
When I was twenty-nine the Lord began to prompt me to go to Bible College. Get real.
Since I had this thing about trying to obey God I went to Bible College. It did help the marriage
problem. Once again the boys were just out of high school and the one's my age were married.
But, while I was there the Lord opened up many new doors, doors I would have never chosen to even peek in much less actually enter. I was a home body. I wasn't particularly interested in
traveling. Can you imagine my surprise when I ended up in Germany on a missions assignment?
My parents were just as surprised. Then I found myself in Holland, Italy, Israel, Egypt, and Jordan. He involved me in all kinds of children's ministries. I even coached and designed the outfits for a little clogging team. I have as many as ten children spend the night at my house the weekends of competitions. I was never lacking children, I just hadn't given birth to them
Even though I had this overwhelming desire to have a family I had always prayed that if the Lord saw that a divorce would ever happen, or I'd have a child and loose it, or maybe not be able to have children after I was married, just alter the course in my life. I never really understood the seriousness of that prayer until the summer I was forty-eight. The final blow came when I had to have a hysterectomy. That meant it was final that I would never give birth to my own children.
What I didn't know was there had never been a chance in the natural for me to give birth anyway.
I had an infantile uterus that was not adequate to support a pregnancy. God in His wisdom had
protected me all along. At that time, I found a personal peace, a place of safety, knowing how much the Lord had loved me. He had known secrets I had know way of knowing .He had protected me when I didn't know I needed protected. What an awesome God!
Today, I'm content with the path the Lord has chosen for me. My life has been filled with
being there for children that have been given a bum wrap in life. I've been able to just sit and listen to a child's heart and plant words of hope in their lives. God has very wisely chosen the things that have made my life full and complete.
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