Unless you have experienced infertility, miscarriage, and the struggle of feeling your own body has betrayed you, you can’t fully comprehend the impact it has upon you. It is demoralizing, discouraging and can leave you feeling hopeless. Oh the prayers I prayed.
Twenty-two years ago, a baby boy was born that would become the first answer to those prayers. He became my hope fulfilled. I found my courage anew.
The day he was placed in my arms as a 5lb premie was one of the happiest days of my life and always will be. Oh the joy he brought with his tiny little self!
Today he is a grown man, but he still makes my heart smile. He always will. His generous heart and joy-filled personality makes him a delight to be around.
Oh sure, there are new problems, new prayers. I suppose that’s the way of things. But Jesse will always be a reminder that God hears and answers prayers. He hears. He cares. And He can do something about it in ways we can’t begin to imagine.
Maybe you’re still waiting, still praying, still hoping. Take courage! Your day is coming! And believe me! It will be worth the wait!
Happy Birthday Jesse! You are treasured and loved! I prayed for you before I knew you and I still pray for you today.