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-Psalm 139:13-14
I repeated these words over and over in my heart and in my head as I was going through testing and procedures to figure out what was “wrong” with me...what was keeping me from getting pregnant. There were (are) moments when I would despise my body because it couldn’t do the thing that women are supposed to do. What was wrong with my body? Over and over the Lord would reassure me, “Kat, I created your inmost being; I knit you together in your mother’s womb. You ARE fearfully and wonderfully made; My works are wonderful!”
Last weekend Isaiah and I were at a craft fair called the Giving Market at Apex Baptist Church. As we approached one of the booths, there they were...those words, printed beautifully and matted. Isaiah and I saw it at the same time, looked at one another and nodded, one of us said, “For the baby’s room.” We both teared up. Isaiah knew this verse had been so significant to me, and we also knew that it would be amazing truth for our child. The vendor, a precious woman around my age, saw us getting emotional and Isaiah actually had to walk away for a moment to gather himself. I looked at her tearfully and said, “We’d like to get this for our baby’s room.” Her gaze held question, so I said, “We are adopting, and this verse is very significant to us.” At this point Isaiah came back and we chatted a little more with the woman. As she got our print ready, she handed it to us and said, “I want to give this to you.” As the words came out of her mouth, she began to cry...and not just a little bit, she actually started sobbing. Of course we began to lose it too. We waited a little bit thinking she may share more with us, but she was too emotional to speak. Even though there were no words, we felt her grieving with us. Her tears said, “I see the pain you’ve endured. I see the longing of your hearts.” Her generosity to give us the print reminded us of God’s goodness and faithfulness. We walked away teary-eyed, but once again reminded that God’s hand is in this adoption. He may be knitting our child together as I write this blog, and like Mary, I am pondering all these things in my heart and full of gratitude that God leads us tenderly. His works are wonderful!
