My young husband and I were enjoying our teaching careers. He was a US History teacher and I taught adorable first graders. Even though we were fulfilled in our careers, we felt a void and desired to begin our own family but this part of our life wasn't happening. We both went the doctor route and we were informed that physically we should not be having a problem conceiving. I took fertility pills that we knew could cause multiple births. We talked about adopting but my husband said only if we find out we can't have our own children. I prayed that God would change my husband's mind because I knew sometimes you never find out the problem.
Then we purchased some land to build our home so we agreed not to look further into adopting so my teaching job would pay for our purchase. Well, God had other plans.
I got the flu the Monday before Christmas break which is not convenient for a first-grade teacher. My husband stayed home with sympathy sickness which had never happened before. This was back in the day with only land phone lines and no answering machines. About 10 am, I got up to shower hoping to feel better and the phone rang. It was the nurse from the doctor's office that I had been seeing trying to get pregnant. (That office knew we were both teachers and shouldn't be home at 10 on a Monday morning Dec 21st.) I was told that a baby was born on Saturday and was in need of a family. My reply was we just had purchased our land and I needed to teach to pay for it. The nurse said she would give us a half hour to decide because there was another couple they could call. I got off the phone crying and shared with my husband. He said "Call Back, Call Back" but I was crying too much. My husband called back and said we have to have the rest of the day for this BIG decision.
We right away called my husband's parents and said we needed to talk to them about this situation and they should be praying. By the time we got to his parents, we were at total peace. We called the doctor's office and found out we were getting a baby girl. Three days later, we took clothes to the hospital for our lawyer to take into the maternity ward. Our first-born God given daughter was handed to us on Christmas Eve at 4:00 pm. I finished the year teaching because I had a student teacher the second semester and couldn't stop my job right then. God provided a young married past student of my husband who lived in the apartment next door to babysit for our newborn. Praise the Lord all the time. All the time praise the Lord!
Carol Gerber
Ossian, Indiana
From: Book 6 GOD STORIES And More... Living CHRISTMAS Daily
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