The most unexpected gifts often come after long period of disappointment. When my husband and I got married we knew we wanted a family. After two years we asked a doctor for help. I did become pregnant but we were quickly aware of a problem. After some testing it was reported to us over the phone that I had a tubal pregnancy and would need to go into surgery immediately. Although we were so saddened by this loss, we continued to pray and hope a baby would happen for us.
After two more years we finally were able to get pregnant again. I had a miscarriage after only a few weeks. We were devastated by this loss. This wasn’t just our loss, the pain extended to our family and friends as well. It was obvious that we were not suffering alone. So many people prayed for us and we felt loved and supported throughout these barren years. However, our friends and family worried about what they said in front us in an attempt to protect us.
My long time and closest friend had decided to start a family. She and her husband got pregnant immediately and she was so afraid to tell us that she cried when she shared their wonderful news. She was so afraid it might bring us pain. I told her I was so happy and that her being pregnant did not make me any less pregnant. I knew that we would share the joy of their child with them just as they had shared our pain with us.
A few months later I became pregnant a third time. This time friends and family were very hesitant. My mother suggested that we wait to tell people for a few months just in case we lost this baby too. I immediately had a spirit of peace come over me. I told my mother, “I am two months pregnant today, and I might never be two months pregnant again.” I went on to explain that I planned to enjoy every day that I was pregnant to the fullest.
We also discussed that if the worst was going to happen, I would need the prayers and support of my loved ones and that we should all get to be a part of the good news and not just the bad news. I am so grateful to God that our son was born healthy in December of that year!
In a devotional about unexpected gifts you might think that our beautiful son was the unexpected gift in this story, however he was the expected gift from the very beginning of our marriage. The unexpected gift was the peace of God that reminded me to be grateful for each day as it comes. This gift taught me to celebrate the journey and every step along the way and not just anticipate the celebration of the end result.
Life does not always go according to plan and the end result is not always something to celebrate. Even when things do go just as we expect, the journey often has high points that are greater than the end result. Throughout this holiday season may we each ask for and accept the peace of Christ, the peace that reminds us that this day of Advent is worth celebrating. The Christ child is coming and that makes today a part of the most special journey that humans have ever known.
Our Father, Pour out your peace on us, as we celebrate today, in our own journey to the manger. Amen
Posted on Sat, December 3, 2016
by Micah James