I wish I was more of a man
Have you ever felt that way
And if I had to tell you the truth
I'm afraid I'd have to say
That after all I've done and failed to do
I feel like less than I was meant to be
I started to believe the lie again. It always happens, right after I learn of someone else's pregnancy. The lie socks me right in the stomach and tells me that I'm Defective. Abnormal. A broken body, not even able to perform one of the most basic functions a woman should be able to perform, one that makes her a woman. I can't conceive and carry a child within me, therefore I'm less than who I was meant to be. And I might always be this way.
What if you could see yourself
Through another pair of eyes
What if you could hear the truth
Instead of old familiar lies
And what if you could feel inside
The power of the Hand that made the universe
You'd realize...
- I am FEARFULLY and WONDERFULLY made (Ps. 139:14)
- He, himself, put all my parts and pieces together in my mother's womb - and He is in complete control of which ones function correctly and which ones don't (vs.13)
- I'm not so small or insignificant or dysfunctional that He's forgotten what He made (Matt. 10:29-31)
- I am serving His greater purpose now, because I am uniquely qualified to bring His love to other women suffering with infertility
- He will always provide me with comfort, often through the same women I'm serving
...He made the lame walk
And the dumb talk
He opened blinded eyes to see
That the sun rises on His time
Yet He knows our deepest desperate need
And the world waits
While His heart aches
To realize the dream
I wonder what life would be like
If we let Jesus live through you and me
What Life Would be Like by Big Daddy Weave
Amen! Thanks for sharing your heart!
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