Hi Ladies. I hope you all had a great weekend. God really worked on my heart at church today. It's "Shark Week" here, and it's always a particularly difficult time to be at church because it seems like EVERYONE is pregnant. Especially since we have a two year old daughter. Many, if not most, of the kids dd's age have brand new siblings or their mommies are expecting. It is pretty hard to see week after week, whether it's in our own Sunday school class or just in coming and going with our daughter.
Well there's one kid a little younger than dd. Let's just say his parents have their work cut out for them. We first met him when it was our week to help in the nursery, and he misbehaved often and he bit another child. Apparently he bit a different child previously. I know it's a phase a lot of kids go through, and they turn out fine, but it sort of put me off at the time because when they told his parents, they didn't seem the least bit bothered, nor did they seem that apologetic. Well anyway, I saw his mom today with his new baby brother. And I just thought bad thoughts.
Then I went to the main service (I sing in the choir) and we were taking communion today (I go to a church where it's not done every week). As I was trying to get my heart and mind in the right place to take communion, I felt very convicted about my attitude. I am not going to be better overnight probably, but I at least made the conscious choice to start thinking differently. God loves all the children, whether or not they misbehave, and he loves their parents too, and thank God all these other parents haven't gone through what we are going through to have another child. And who knows what people have gone through in other aspects of their lives, maybe areas in which I have gotten off relatively easy.
It'll probably always be hard not to be jealous and sometimes angry. But I had kind of gotten used to my slightly jealous/angry state, so I felt very convicted about that.
After the music was over, choir was dismissed, and I left that service to meet my husband in the contemporary service which is held at the same time in a different room. As I was walking in, the pastor (not the usual pastor, but a guy who is on staff at the church) was talking about how he and his wife had difficulty conceiving for a long time. Sounds like they ended up having some kind of fertility help, but before that, he mentioned how he had just been driving down the road praying that God would give them a child, and right then he saw a pregnant woman standing by the road smoking a cigarette. And he was angry. Because it felt unfair. Because it is unfair. He had another example or two. He was preaching out of Ecclesiastes (that has been the series lately). And basically the take-home message today was that life is unfair, and it is hard, but God wants us to enjoy it, too. So I can't let this ttc journey suck the joy out of my life because truly I have many blessings.
Funny how so many things are easier said than done.
Sorry for the rambling/wall of text! Just thought I'd share what was on my mind.
