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  • Writer's pictureGayle


My husband and I were married right out of college. At 22 and 23 we began our marriage with busy jobs and a quick decision to return to college for our MBA. After a few years, I thought it was time for us to start our family. I felt confident in how this worked. Most of my married friends had at least one child and some had two. When things did not progress as expected, I began to panic. I was initially disappointed, then came pity, eventually anger and even some resentment. It was not an easy time in my life and my attitude was not helpful in fostering a good marital relationship. My husband was patient with me, but he eventually realized he could not change our circumstances. So, he focused on his work. He worked and worked and worked!

We sought the care of doctors who specialized in infertility cases. I pursued medicines, procedures, more medicines and finally my doctor said stop! My body was reacting negatively to all that I was doing to it, and he thought a rest was in order. At this point, I realized that my husband and I could not “make a baby” on our own. When I finally gave up and conceded that God was in charge of making babies and he alone was sovereign over my life, that is when he showed up. Only a month after I quit my medicines, I conceived. It was in December! What a blessed gift from God. He not only gave us a child, but he taught me to trust him in all things. A lesson I have never forgotten.

Donna Meyer

Round Rock, Texas

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