This week has been a hard one. Last week I would have reached the halfway point of my pregnancy. We would have found out whether we were having a boy or girl. I think things hit me this week more than last week because one of my blogger friends, whose due date is just a few days after mine would have been, found out she is having a baby girl. I am so happy for her, I am just grieving our loss (I would link to her blog, but it is invite only). So today I am remembering our baby. But I am also remembering those of you who have lost babies. I am remembering all of you who are walking this path of IF along with me and those of you who have walked it in the past. This morning, I spent time praying for all of you, asking for God's continued healing in our lives.
My prayer was that He would comfort all of us, and give us peace and joy in His presence.
I asked Him to enable all of us to continue to cling to Him and trust in His perfect plan.
I asked the God of hope to "fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in Him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit" Romans 15:13.
And I asked Him to move the mountain of infertility in our lives.