Wednesday, May 9, 2007

"Sing O Barren Woman..."

That's what I was...barren. In many ways. Many people do know my testimony, but many do not and since I have alluded to it many times, I now have a great venue to share it. This isn't my full testimony of God's Grace and Mercy on my life...this is just the chapter entitled: "Sing O Barren Woman"

How to make this short enough and yet still be a witness....

In June of 1999, we had been married a year and decided to start seriously considering having a baby. It was easy, right? Get off of birth control and bam...9 months later you have a wrinkly little crying version of you and your husband. That's what we attempted to do. But as the months wore on, we realized we might want to make sure everything was ok. Now, as a teenage girl, I was always told that I would more than likely never be able to have children but was never told why. It didn't effect me then because I didn't want kids then. As this time came back to my mind, we made an appointment to see a Christan doctor. He said, "Nothing is impossible with God!" After a series of tests and a diagnosis of Polycystic Ovarian Disease (PCOD), he sent me on my way with fertility drugs. Finally, in June of 2000, we were pregnant. The ultrasound was great, but my hCg levels were not what they needed to be. They put me on supplements, but it didn't help. Four weeks later we peered into the black and white monitor and blinked really fast in hopes that the dark spot in the middle would blink back. But it didn't. Taylor Jordan went on to Heaven and waits for me there.

Still reeling from one of the hardest days of my life, and instructed to wait at least 3 months before trying again, we went on vacation. While on vacation in August, we were blessed with another disguised dose of grace. God mercifully ushered this baby into Glory earlier than the first. Then again in May of 2001 He welcomed the 3rd Overstreet baby. I think He knew my heart couldn't take getting to know these precious ones any longer than I already had. You Momma's out there know what I'm talking about...it's instantaneous! The moment you know they are in there, you begin to imagine so many things and you know that child. My clinic blessed me with a book called, "Mommy, Please Don't Cry." It was one of the most healing times for me. I had to learn to lean on God and know that He has a plan for me.

In November of 2001, I was still in the "why" phase. All my life all I wanted was to grow up and have a family and be the kinda of parent that my real mother was not. So here I was, married with 3 children I couldn't hold. I went to church one night when we were still having Wednesday night services in homes. When prayer request time came up, I just raised my hand and asked for prayer for a physical healing. Not a soul there knew about my baby troubles as we had just started attending. The pastor asked that we all remember all of the requests put before us, but he just felt right now we all needed to lay hands on me and pray for my request. And God did it! On February 4, 2002 I found out I was pregnant. Of course, I was nervous, but God blessed me and gave me a perfect pregnancy all the way thru. Isabella Faith Overstreet was born on September 30th, 2002. Isn't this the sweetest miracle:


Faith...the substance of things hoped for...the evidence of things unseen. She helped build our faith for the next chapter of our journey...

More later....

1 comment:

tait's one and only said...

She is still and will always be the reason I believe in miracles! And I can't help but love the fact that she's a "playa from another laya!!"