When my husband, Jon, and I decided it was time to have children, we didn't know that a long, difficult journey awaited us. Like most couples, we thought a new life was just around the corner.
But after a year of trying, a year of thinking "maybe next month," I began to question God. Did God think I was unworthy of being a mother?
Simple things triggered sadness. I looked the other way when I passed children's or maternity stores. Even church was a minefield. I so longed for Jon and I to be the ones baptizing our baby. Christmas, Mother's Day and Father's Day reminded me that another year had passed without a baby.
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