For years I read the story of Hannah in I Samuel with a slightly miffed attitude. I know some people read her story and feel encouraged, hopeful. After all, Hannah was barren, oppressed, taunted– and God heard her cry and opened her womb. Not just once, but six times. Hope, right? Except for me, I…
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<< This post is part 3 of a blog series titled The Christian Woman’s Guide to Infertility: Finding Hope and Healing even without a Baby. >> Infertility Doesn’t Define My Marriage I was sitting on the stairway at my in-law’s house, sobbing silently into a balled up handful of toilet paper. I could hear everyone,…
<< This post is part of the blog series The Christian Woman’s Guide to Infertility: Finding Hope and Healing even without a Baby. >> Infertility Doesn’t Define My Faith I woke up that morning and felt pressure beating on my heart again. It was my birthday, which meant another year had passed and the child my…
<< This article is part of a blog series titled The Christian Woman’s Guide to Infertility: Finding Hope and Healing even without a Baby. >> Infertility Doesn’t Define Me As a child, were you ever asked, “What do you want to be when you grow up?” Yeah, me too. Some may have struggled to pick…
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