Spiritual discernment : calling on the Holy Spirit to lead or give direction on a matter. It is how the Spirit shows the church or its people what God wants them to do and be.
I find discernment to be a great struggle in my life. Sometimes, I struggle with how to listen and trust God’s voice in ways that go beyond our human sense of hearing. I pray and hold out my hand allowing the Holy Spirit to grab hold and guide me to where I am supposed to turn without actually feeling the hand the way we feel with our human sense of touch. I sit in a quiet place and tell God, “I am here. I am listening.” But sometimes, I cannot turn my mind off. It is racing with my daily responsibilities or repeating a prayer over and over. I am afraid that I am choosing my own ego over the Holy Spirit’s voice.
I haven’t posted in a while for many reasons. I felt like nothing was working out for this adoption. Things just weren’t falling into place like I wanted. For example, we tried to get our fingerprints done, but first Ethan had to renew his drivers license. After 3 visits to the DMV, he finally just got his license Friday. It was a much more frustrating experience than I could ever explain. Another example, I have been trying to find the time to watch our training videos from our agency. A series of 4 DVD’s about 45 minutes each and then there are questions to answer. I chose a night and was going to stick to it. It was a Monday evening and we had nothing going on. Right after dinner, the rain started and the strength of the wind built to be a tremendous storm. Wouldn’t you know it? The power went out. No videos tonight. It didn’t go back on until we were in bed. I know these seem like small menial obstacles and I know I over analyze everything in my life but this felt like more than that.
I think the most awakening realization and fear that we held for this adoption was our finances. Ethan and I sat down and REALLY analyzed our financial situation and it was a scary sight. I began searching….searching for a way to be able to get a part time job or work from home to try and help out financially. But all of my spare time (when the kids were napping or sleeping at night) was spent doing fundraising plans and/or my housechores. I prayed for guidance. In my mind, I couldn’t justify spending time at fundraising when I could be focusing on helping our finances to afford the children we already do have. And I knew I needed to provide for Ethan time, patience and support to develop his business.
I prayed again for some guidance.
Well…my prayers were answered, but certainly not in the way I expected. Two pink lines was what God had panned for us, for a fraction of a moment. I stared at those lines, cried, then laughed and picked up the phone to call Ethan. Silence, then laughter. It only took us a very brief moment to absorb this news and we were ecstatic. A fourth baby on the way!
After a few conversations, we decided we were at a great point to put this adoption on hold. We didn’t have a referral yet and it seemed that God was trying to tell me to slow down. It’s so easy to have complete discernment when I am pregnant. My mission feels so clear.
I have to say it was a tremendous relief to put this adoption on hold. Pregnancy…familiar, not easy, but familiar. Adoption…unknown, expensive, unknown…
We told a few close friends and a few family members about our exciting news. I hadn’t officially told our agency or anyone really about our plans. We were adjusting to our change still but just elated with a fourth baby on the way.
I could tell by the tone of her voice when she said “It looks like your HCG level is down to 61.” The number at 6 weeks should be reaching 8-10,000. The blood and tears were a continuous flow. I had been bleeding for over a day now and the nurse was trying to be as nice as possible. She was trying to convince me there may be still hope for this pregnancy. But I knew in my heart that we weren’t meant to hold this baby here in this life. I never thought I could survive the word miscarriage. I have had plenty of friends endure this agony, but based on my genetics and my history of healthy pregnancies, I never thought it would happen to me. I am so thankful I was never in any physical pain and that it happened very early. And I am so thankful for my supportive friends to lift me up during this time.
This is where we are at. I am praying ever so hard for discernment. I have never looked at my children with such complete and utter gratefulness. Totally undeserved grace and the beauty of God present in each little face. I have never looked at my husband with such deep love and sad eyes. I think, if it’s possible, we love each other even more today than we did yesterday.
I have so much to be thankful for and I trust in God that He will show me the way. I am praying for the Holy Spirit to come and lead me to where I need to turn at this point. Right now, I am going to go hug my husband and love my children. And that is all I know.
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