Christian ladies TTC, we can encourage one another.

Thanks Godsjewel for your words of inspiration and encouragement! You are truly a child of God sent to deliver messages for the healing of his people. At this day and time satan is out to Grasp hold of anyone whom neglect to cast him out. Sometimes we are so eager for things we want, the flesh becomes selfish and start becoming doubtful. I am a true believer that if God hasn't allowed it to happen, it a reason and it may not be my season. I love the lord and for him giving his only son for me I am truly appreciative. Your challenge is a great one and Sat night me and my husband are going to take that challenge although I love reading scriptures to him, I am going to start making more quiet time for me, him and the lord
 
I have read thru this thread tonight and would like to give all you ladies my favorite song to make your hearts sing. Every time I hear it my eyes close, I smile, and lift my face to Heaven. I hope it does the same for all of you ladies too. I hope I can attach it since I have never tried to attach anything before. If not, bare with me until I do.:blush:
https://youtu.be/nC-I0jflZ8U
 
I guess since I've posted over a thousand times, they've changed my status to, "chat happy BnB member" :haha:

I just noticed this and thought it was funny.

I hope you all are having a wonderful, relaxing weekend.

You are all still in my prayers.

XOXO :hugs:
 
Tears are frequent companions along the road you travel. They appear at the most inconvenient times and refuse to be silenced. Your heart is heavy from the burden you bear, and life insults you by continuing on.

You have an appointment, and it is one your heart will want to keep. Facing the loss of your precious babies, appointments with doctors become something that we tend to fear or dread. We grow weary of bad reports and worse realities. Many times the appointments raise more questions than ever, and they all remain unanswered. But there is an appointment set for you with the One who holds every answer to every question your heart has ever asked. You have an appointment with God.

One day, you will stand face to face with the God who chose to allow you to suffer through the unbelievable sorrow of the death of your babies. One day, you will look into the eyes of Love Himself and finally have a conversation with the only One who knows the reasons why. What will God do? The answer is found in Revelation 21:3-5:

And I heard a loud voice from the throne, say, “Behold, the tabernacle of God is among men, and He will dwell among them, and they shall be His people, and
God Himself will be among them, and He will wipe away every tear from their eyes; and there will no longer be any death; there will no longer be any mourning, or crying, or pain; the first things have passed away.” And He who sits on the throne said, “Behold, I am making all things new.” And He said, “Write, for these words are faithful and true.”

Your tears will come to an end that day. The same hand that formed the first man, the same hand that stretched out over raging waters and calmed a storm, the same hand that had a nail driven through it, the same hand that formed your babies in your womb, will one day reach out to you again, and wipe the tears from your face. He’ll lock eyes with you and touch your face. Your tears and your hurt will vanish, never to take residence in your heart again. With compassion unmatched through time and eternity, your Heavenly Father will make all things new, and will banish sorrow and mourning from your heart. No more death. No more pain. No more prematurity. No more separation. All things will be made new.

Until that day, weep when you need to. The same Lord who will wipe your tears away takes note of those same tears today, and He keeps them in a bottle. He promises to be near to you when you are brokenhearted. He must be close today.

So grieve as you need to. Just don’t grieve as those who have no hope. Your tears will end one day, and you’ll see your babies again. It’s an appointment I know you’ll want to keep.

-Author Unknown
 
...As a bridegroom rejoices over his bride, so will your God rejoice over you.
Isaiah 62:5

Do you realize that God rejoices over you? Its true! Hurry--flip over to Isaiah 62:5: And as the bridegroom rejoices over the bride, so your God will rejoice over you! Not too many bored grooms on their wedding day! Ladies, remember how your husband was towards you as you cascaded down the aisle and made the proclamation for all the world and all the old boyfriends to forever hear? “I’ll take my place on his arm from now on!” Remember that sparkle in his eye? Guys, remember the butterflies in your stomach in the moments before you saw your bride? Remember the lump in your throat the size of Texas when your eyes locked and you realized that once and for all she was yours? That’s how God feels about you every moment of every day. This moment. This day. With all your shortcomings, with all your hurts. That’s how He feels about you and He rejoices!

Can you imagine this? You! Not the Grand Canyon. You! Not the cure for AIDS. You! As magnificent as Niagara Falls is, it’s just kinda ho-hum to Him. What’s a little waterfall when He has a child as precious, as interesting and wonderful as you. Don’t you see the sparkle in His eye when He thinks about you? Surely you’ve heard someone say that if God had a refrigerator your picture would be on it.

You may drop your head at this statement and think, “Well, He may rejoice over someone else--someone who has it all together and isn’t sitting in the bathroom sobbing at 2:00 in the morning because someone else got pregnant, but not me.” Maybe you think He doesn’t realize how weak you are. Maybe He doesn’t understand how long you’ve traveled this stupid journey. Maybe you just kinda slipped through the cracks and He doesn’t realize the tears of hurt you’ve shed at endless showers and baby dedications.

Do you think God is afraid of those tears? Try again. This time go to Psalm 56:8: You have taken account of my wanderings; He knows the path you take. He knows every struggle you’ve encountered in this infertility journey. Put my tears in Your bottle. Are they not in Your book? God knows your tears. He has them all accounted for. He knows. He cares. He’s working-right now-on your behalf. And rejoicing as He works. For you see, He knows how to turn this mourning into dancing and do it so that you’ll be closer to Him and bring Him glory. You probably don’t know how. Aren’t you glad you don’t have to. Commit it to the Lord. Throw those horrible, hurting thoughts into Christ’s control and rest in the knowledge that God loves you and hasn’t forgotten your tears.

-Author Unknown
 
Tears are frequent companions along the road you travel. They appear at the most inconvenient times and refuse to be silenced. Your heart is heavy from the burden you bear, and life insults you by continuing on.

You have an appointment, and it is one your heart will want to keep. Facing the loss of your precious babies, appointments with doctors become something that we tend to fear or dread. We grow weary of bad reports and worse realities. Many times the appointments raise more questions than ever, and they all remain unanswered. But there is an appointment set for you with the One who holds every answer to every question your heart has ever asked. You have an appointment with God.

One day, you will stand face to face with the God who chose to allow you to suffer through the unbelievable sorrow of the death of your babies. One day, you will look into the eyes of Love Himself and finally have a conversation with the only One who knows the reasons why. What will God do? The answer is found in Revelation 21:3-5:

And I heard a loud voice from the throne, say, “Behold, the tabernacle of God is among men, and He will dwell among them, and they shall be His people, and
God Himself will be among them, and He will wipe away every tear from their eyes; and there will no longer be any death; there will no longer be any mourning, or crying, or pain; the first things have passed away.” And He who sits on the throne said, “Behold, I am making all things new.” And He said, “Write, for these words are faithful and true.”

Your tears will come to an end that day. The same hand that formed the first man, the same hand that stretched out over raging waters and calmed a storm, the same hand that had a nail driven through it, the same hand that formed your babies in your womb, will one day reach out to you again, and wipe the tears from your face. He’ll lock eyes with you and touch your face. Your tears and your hurt will vanish, never to take residence in your heart again. With compassion unmatched through time and eternity, your Heavenly Father will make all things new, and will banish sorrow and mourning from your heart. No more death. No more pain. No more prematurity. No more separation. All things will be made new.

Until that day, weep when you need to. The same Lord who will wipe your tears away takes note of those same tears today, and He keeps them in a bottle. He promises to be near to you when you are brokenhearted. He must be close today.

So grieve as you need to. Just don’t grieve as those who have no hope. Your tears will end one day, and you’ll see your babies again. It’s an appointment I know you’ll want to keep.

-Author Unknown

Thank you for sharing this Sarah.

This is exactly what I needed tonight from you Lord.
 
I found this while looking online for sermons regarding infertility and I really enjoyed listening to this message. It's not just for IF couples either, but I think would be good for any Christian to hear a Biblical perspective on the issue.

https://www.careybaptistchurch.org....ve/?text=Infertility&years=&event=&preachers=
 
If walls could weep, surely the walls of our Adult 1 Sunday school classroom would be stained with tears. If walls could weep, those walls would wail in response to the stories told by couples experiencing the crisis of infertility. For almost two years, that room--at the entrance to our education building--was the scene of an infertility support group's monthly meeting. The walls of Adult I have heard the cries of anguish of those who have been unable to have children. If walls could talk, those walls would tell stories of woe: of family insensitivity--of spouses, parents, and siblings "who just don't get it." Of churches and pastors who just don't understand. Stories like the one 1 Samuel tells today about a woman named Hannah. In biblical language, Hannah is barren. It is a harsh word to describe a bitter plight. And is so often the case, Hannah's family rubs salt in the her wounds. There is the conceited husband who tells his wife he's worth 10 sons. There is the equivalent of the jealous sister-in-law who never loses an opportunity to remind Hannah of her childlessness. And there is the incredibly insensitive pastor who accuses the praying Hannah of being drunk in church.

For women in the biblical world, infertility is as bad as it gets. It's a sign of disgrace. It is grounds for divorce. It pushes a woman to the outer margins of society, and even beyond. But not our heroine Hannah. Hannah will be spared this terrible fate by a gracious God who hears her plea. Hannah will have a son, whose name will be Samuel. True to her world, Samuel will become a priest. And, God will use Hannah's child to anoint a young shepherd named David to be Israel's future king. In response, Hannah will sing a song of joy which a 1000 years later will be echoed by a woman named Mary.

Hannah is indeed one of the fortunate ones. She is one of six, previously barren women in the Bible who experience the miraculous birth of child. First come the three mothers of the Hebrew nation: Sarah, wife of Abraham, Rebecca, wife of Isaac, and Rachel, wife of Jacob. Three veterans of the infertility crisis, who become the three matriarchs of Israel.
And there is the unnamed mother of strong man Samson, followed a millennium later in Luke's Gospel by a woman named Elizabeth. Altogether, six births to previously barren women . . . . Given three thousands years of Biblical history. this is a demographically insignificant number . Even so, it is enough to make the divine will known. The God of creation will's life.

Today, our Karen Hammond and her colleagues at UAB's infertility clinic work to bring about God's will. In fact, .at both clinics in Birmingham specializing in reproductive technology, men and women of faith and science work tirelessly to bring forth God's desire made known in our psalm for today--that the "barren woman" shall become the "joyous mother of children (Ps. 113:9).

And yet, then as now, there are impotent men and infertile women who go away empty, asking, What about me, Lord? What about me? Patients for who medical treatment simply has not worked. Single men and women with no prospect of a spouse. Poor couples with little or no medical insurance, and no funds to pay for treatment. . . . Good people, faithful people, who pray no less earnestly than Hannah herself. And yet, nothing--save the entirely legitimate question: What about me?

Of course, infertility is not the only problem out there. Not the only cause of human anguish. I suspect any one of us could make a list from our own personal experience. And even to skim the history of the 20th century will force a person to confront human suffering on an immense scale. Still, there is the very up close and personal question: What about me? You have a right to ask that question. In fact, you have divine permission. From the book of Psalms--the prayer book of Israel--comes psalm after psalm authorizes us to direct our questions to God. From Psalm 22, for example,

1 My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?
Why are you so far from helping me, from the words of my groaning?
2 O my God, I cry by day, but you do not answer;
and by night, but find no rest.

When this question, What about me? jumped out at me as I read the story of Hannah I surely did not know, had no idea of the suffering some members of our community of faith would endure this week. I did not know then that Kim Bailey would be burying her grandfather on Monday. I did not know that the "long day's journey into night" of John Osborn's father would end on Tuesday. That on Wednesday Steve Dow would suffer a series of seizures, his cancer spreading rapidly to his brain, racking his whole body with pain; and that he would linger hour-by-hour, his beloved wife Helen at his side to the end, which came in the pre-dawn hours of this morning. And surely I would never have imagined Kristin Shoe would come precariously close to losing the baby she had carried for eight months. [Late on Thursday night Kristin's water broke. At the hospital, doctor's discovered that the baby's lungs had filled with fluid. Ron and Kristin were told that their baby would have to be taken by C-section, and that the infant might not be able to survive on its own. A baby boy was born at noon Friday, and rushed into St. Vincent's neo-natal intensive care unit, where he was put on a ventilator, "as baby as sick as a baby could be." Charles Thomas Shoe has now survived for two days, and he has a fighting chance to live.]

Of course, Thomas Shoe is receiving the very best infant care in the world. Every tool of medical science is at this child's disposal. Elsewhere around the world, babies who developed similar problems on Friday have already been laid to rest. Listen, and we can hear the anguished cry of their parents: What about me?

From heaven above, God thunders the divine response: 'I have shown you my will, God says. That infertile couples shall have children. That the needy will be lifted up. I have even given you the tools to carry out my desires. The medical science. The skill to educate and train. Food producing technology that could end world hunger tomorrow. What are you waiting for?' God asks.

I can imagine God pacing the floor of heaven, saying, 'I have made my will known, that the blind see, the lame walk, the prisoners go free, the hungry eat, and childless women bear children. I have given my people the resources and the knowledge to do my will. Why then, is my will not being carried out? Why are the resources not being shared among all people? Why is food being hoarded by the rich nations, while the poor nations starve? Why is medical treatment lavished upon the wealthy, but rationed to the poor? Where is the justice I have decreed? Where is the peace I have demanded?'

But then we respond. 'You are changing the subject, God. You're changing the subject. I wanna know about me, and you're talking about them. You have heard her cries--Hannah's cries of distress. You have answered her prayer of anguish. Now what about me? What about my baby? My depression? My loneliness? Let's talk about the stress in my life. My family turmoil. The injustices at my workplace. Let's talk about my chronic pain, and my overdue bills. I read what you did for Hannah. Now what about me?

It's a tough talk with God. But not to worry. God can take. The God of steadfast love can take. The God of a love which never, ever, stops, can take my questions and your questions--no matter how direct, how hard. And from Holy Scripture comes God's answer. From Christ, our Lord, in fact---

7 When you hear of wars and rumors of wars, do not be alarmed; this must take place, but the end is still to come. 8 For nation will rise against nation, and kingdom against kingdom; there will be earthquakes in various places; there will be famines. This is but the beginning of the birth pangs (Mark 13).

What you see, Jesus says, is just the beginning, it is not the end. The suffering you see, the hurt you feel, the loss you suffer, is not the end. It is just the beginning of the new heaven and the new earth God is creating. Soon, says our text from Hebrews--soon--our enemies--and God's enemies--will be reduced a mere footstool for Christ, our representative to God, who sit at God's right hand. We live in the paradox: the kingdom of God has come, but the kingdom of God has not yet come.

What about me? Well, from our text in Hebrews comes yet another divine response. You have Christ, your representative to God. You have your slate of sins washed clean in the waters of baptism. You have your hope in God when all other hope fails. And there is more. While we wait for the new heaven and the new earth we have been promised--when there will be no more tears, no more pain, no more suffering--no more children who live but a day, no more elderly who suffer in pain . . . . While we wait, we have one another, with this divine mission assigned to us in today's epistle lesson:

And let us consider how to provoke one another to love and good deeds,
not neglecting to meet together, as is the habit of some, but encouraging one another,
and all the more as you see the Day approaching.

What about me? God answers: I am making for you a new heaven and a new earth. And you are invited to join the effort, provoking one another--prodding one another--jabbing each other in the ribs--until the whole congregation is worship and working together toward the same goals--the goals set form in today's psalm. Hear these verses from Psalm 113 one more time.

7 (God) raises the poor from the dust,
and lifts the needy from the ash heap,
8 to make them sit with princes,
with the princes of his people.
9 (God) gives the barren woman a home,
making her the joyous mother of children.
Praise the Lord!

Now to the One
who by the power at work within us
is able to do far more abundantly
than all we ask or imagine,
to God be the glory in the church
and in Christ Jesus
to all generations, forever and ever. Ephesians 3:20, 21


Sermon by Sid Burgess
 
I know I've been posting a lot to read today, but infertility has really been on my mind lately and I just wanted to share the stuff that has ministered to me.
 
Hello ladies, I would love to join! DH and I just started TTC, we hope that God blesses us with a child in His time (which I hope is soon!!)
 
Hello ladies, I would love to join! DH and I just started TTC, we hope that God blesses us with a child in His time (which I hope is soon!!)

Welcome :hugs:

So glad you decided to join us. I pray you get the encouragement you need during this journey.
 
Psalms 19-14
Let the words out of my mouth and the meditation of my heart, be acceptable in thy sight O Lord, my Strength and my Redeemer.

I write this verse today because God knows the heart. He knows our false words and our jealous natures. He hears what isn't said and the wrong we do in the depth of our soul. We cannot pretend to be more to Him than what He made us. HE KNOWS ALL. He is Omniscient, Omnipotent; He is the I AM. If we feel jealousy, is it better to admit or to bury and deny? If we feel bitterness, is it better to pray and accept? If we have done wrong, whether in act or in thought, I would 100 times rather bring myself to the Master in truth than with a false heart.
I pray for another child. He has blessed me with two. I mean the prayer I pray. Do I deserve His consideration? No. I don't. Do I know I don't deserve it? Yep, I sure do. Do I sit back in my dirty, deceitful heart and say that I deserve it secretly? Sometimes, when I am tired and weary and questioning. Will I lie about it? Nope. My Father knows my heart of hearts. I don't want to keep my thoughts or actions secret, because that makes me just like Satan to think I can get one over on the One who knows all and is everywhere.
I write this today partly because I felt led to, and because God knows I am stubborn. I read this Thread and I sincerely appreciate it, because I heard my God tell me that He had always been waiting for me to understand that I made a mistake, confessed my sins, and I am forgiven, regardless of my lack of welcome. Now my gift to you is this... God sees our dirty hidden thoughts. Many words and paltry writings by others do not cover those thoughts in our hearts. Better a gift straight and true from a damaged life, than a false modesty from a heart that has been convinced it is more worthy than what it is. God sees. Get rid of the thoughts and bitterness that consume you in the dark and God will hear your cries. Confess the sins of your heart, and God will always hear you.
I will not come to this Thread again, because my story was read and a dirty heart said it was better to ignore than to be gracious to a Sister, but by my deeds I was no Sister. Do not forget that God can test the heart in many ways. From a Hooker crying on a street corner, to the Bum begging for money that you turn your too-good heart away from. God loves all His children. Repent and God will hear you crying to Him. He is the Comforter of the broken and ALL those who come to Him with a true Heart of repentance.
 
:wave: Not much going on with me but I wanted to say hi. How is everyone?
 
Psalms 19-14
Let the words out of my mouth and the meditation of my heart, be acceptable in thy sight O Lord, my Strength and my Redeemer.

I write this verse today because God knows the heart. He knows our false words and our jealous natures. He hears what isn't said and the wrong we do in the depth of our soul. We cannot pretend to be more to Him than what He made us. HE KNOWS ALL. He is Omniscient, Omnipotent; He is the I AM. If we feel jealousy, is it better to admit or to bury and deny? If we feel bitterness, is it better to pray and accept? If we have done wrong, whether in act or in thought, I would 100 times rather bring myself to the Master in truth than with a false heart.
I pray for another child. He has blessed me with two. I mean the prayer I pray. Do I deserve His consideration? No. I don't. Do I know I don't deserve it? Yep, I sure do. Do I sit back in my dirty, deceitful heart and say that I deserve it secretly? Sometimes, when I am tired and weary and questioning. Will I lie about it? Nope. My Father knows my heart of hearts. I don't want to keep my thoughts or actions secret, because that makes me just like Satan to think I can get one over on the One who knows all and is everywhere.
I write this today partly because I felt led to, and because God knows I am stubborn. I read this Thread and I sincerely appreciate it, because I heard my God tell me that He had always been waiting for me to understand that I made a mistake, confessed my sins, and I am forgiven, regardless of my lack of welcome. Now my gift to you is this... God sees our dirty hidden thoughts. Many words and paltry writings by others do not cover those thoughts in our hearts. Better a gift straight and true from a damaged life, than a false modesty from a heart that has been convinced it is more worthy than what it is. God sees. Get rid of the thoughts and bitterness that consume you in the dark and God will hear your cries. Confess the sins of your heart, and God will always hear you.
I will not come to this Thread again, because my story was read and a dirty heart said it was better to ignore than to be gracious to a Sister, but by my deeds I was no Sister. Do not forget that God can test the heart in many ways. From a Hooker crying on a street corner, to the Bum begging for money that you turn your too-good heart away from. God loves all His children. Repent and God will hear you crying to Him. He is the Comforter of the broken and ALL those who come to Him with a true Heart of repentance.

God is big, He is great and awesome and full of love, mercy and compassion which indeed none of us deserve. I can see that you have life experience which has taught you to rely on God fully and to be open and honest before Him. God already knows and sees our hearts and is more interested in our character and our attitude than we ever realise nor credit.

I am sorry that you feel ignored or rejected by anyone on this thread. I hope that you don't feel the need to leave as you have much to share. :hugs:
 
Welcome to the new sisters that have joined our thread!! I'm Kim and I'm glad you've decided to share this journey with us!! :wave:

Sarah, thank you for all the encouraging devotionals! I know you must put a lot of effort into having something awesome to share with us everyday! I really appreciate it!


Bebebump- Thank you for sharing your words of wisdom! I'm sad you are feeling ignored and no longer want to be part of this thread. I'm sure you weren't being overlooked on purpose... The weekends are sort of slow on here for this group as we are usually giving our time to family. I'm sorry to say I didn't get a chance to catch your story before you took it down, but be it your first or third, we're all women of God just trying to get through this crazy TTC journey and we've got to stick together! I'll be adding you to my prayer list, Hun! :hugs:
 

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