
Sometimes motherhood is planned – each detail written and played in time and tune…the notes of a magnificent symphony. Other times it comes by surprise – a door suddenly opening..forcing you to jump – uncontrollably, in a rush to answer. Motherhood can come unexpectedly…and in ways we might never imagine.
Most often, the call to motherhood is whispered in the secret place, where our outward displays of success and accomplishment mean nothing. It’s here we find ourselves bare. We are confronted with a primal desire to nurture and care for, to give selflessly. To love on a level never known. No matter how you experience it, the call is undeniable. You want to be a mother.
For many “I want to” becomes “I will be”. An undeniable passion. A God-sized dream you just can’t let go of.
Each woman walks her own path. Yet, arrival at this point is crucial. Because the woman who prayerfully identifies her desire will fight for motherhood with renewed purpose. Fighting a battle when victory is assured gives confidence to keep pushing – when obstacles come your way , or when you simply get tired. No longer stuck on an image of “the perfect”or “the traditional” – you are free to explore your options. Motherhood will find you because you’ve opened your heart to receive and believe for an unplanned, unexplained miracle.
This is a segment of a guest post I did at The Mahogany Way. Read the rest of it by clicking here.
and a treat : a sample from my free ebook – Warrior Song : notes of hope on infertility and adoption
If you’re a dreamer like me the word surrender is not at the top of your list of favorites. To surrender means to let go, give up…abandon hope – no way! not for dreamers like us. Right?
Preparing to wade into the waters of adoption I hesitated. Pause. What happens if I let go of the baby dream? Does it mean I’ll never give birth? Have a baby? How do I let go of this dream – a dream that almost feels like my baby–the late nights I gently rocked and nursed it..praying, planning and preparing…believing for my miracle.
After the devastating late loss of a cherished pregnancy I found myself in the ring. Wrestling with God. I resisted. I cried, but eventually, I got the message. I would have to surrender my dream…to find His. His will, His plan. My destiny designed by Him with no input from me. I would have to surrender.
I drank deeply of the meaning of this word when I met my son’s birthmother. I don’t compare my loss with hers but I do consider it and have been challenged by it. People often relate to the hands that give but ponder for a moment the hands surrendered to receive. Suffice it to say its a special place the heart goes in order to survive such a wave of grace. We met, in a place of unspeakable pain, two women, separate sorrows but oh the surrender…we met at the point of surrender. That day we each let go of something. She the sweet child she birthed and I, the mother of my would be baby – a life transforming exchange- one that you don’t get to prepare for. It leaves a mark that can never be erased. I let go of my fantasy mama to be a real one to the baby in my arms. Gods plan was that I, be his mother.
We had to let go to grab hold of the new dream God had planned for us. He blessed my willingness to follow Him. I should have released my plans long ago. They were black and white dreams, dull and void of depth. A discarded , blank and crumpled canvas compared to the brilliant masterpiece He’d designed specifically for me. I am fortunate to have a connection with my son’s birthmother and have peace knowing her painting glows just as bright…different shadings, tones, and textures but colorful…yes colorful indeed. Her life is full and in her words… rebuilt. New! We share a story of redemption through surrender.
The word… as you consider adoption…this…is my prayer for you (because it’s always about love)
Ephesians 3:15
My response is to get down on my knees before the Father, this magnificent Father who parcels out all heaven and earth. I ask him to strengthen you by his Spirit—not a brute strength but a glorious inner strength—that Christ will live in you as you open the door and invite him in. And I ask him that with both feet planted firmly on love, you’ll be able to take in with all followers of Jesus the extravagant dimensions of Christ’s love. Reach out and experience the breadth! Test its length! Plumb the depths! Rise to the heights! Live full lives, full in the fullness of God. (Ephesians 3:14-19 MSG)
The prayer…
Infertility Prayer Day #24
You can catch up on earlier posts in this series by clicking here.
Warrior Song : notes of hope on infertility and adoption is scheduled for re-release in mid-November 2013. Stay connected through email subscription for updates.
A note…
Having technical difficulties in Greenville, S.C. – will make updates as I’m able.
Both segments were edited. It’s hard to read through older posts and not make slight changes for clarity and grammar. Thanks Jeff Goins at Tribe Writers.












