Christmas is such a happy time of the year. Not only are we celebrating the birth of our Savior, we are celebrating the Hope that He has given to us.
I know not everyone is feeling this way. Going through infertility during the holidays is incredibly difficult: facing family and friends not being pregnant, when you just knew you would be by now. Trying to act lighthearted when you feel weighted down and worn out. Feeling guilty for not feeling happy and thankful during what should be such a sweet, special time of year. Feeling lonely even as you are surrounded by friends, parents, siblings, nieces and nephews… the holidays have a way of making the happy times even happier, and the hard times even harder. At least, I know this to be true of infertility.
Here is the wonderful thing, regardless of circumstances:
Love came down to rescue us all those years ago… in a filthy stable in Bethlehem. Unrecognized by most, even though many were expecting Him.
He came in a way that no one expected. And He’s been doing things in ways that no one expected ever since. He has moved in our lives in ways that we never could have dreamed. He has opened doors we never even knew existed for us. He has provided when we wondered how we would make ends meet. He has calmed the storms that have raged in our lives…
Love came down to rescue us on that Christmas so long ago, and Love has been here ever since. He always has been, and always will be. (Matthew 28:20)
In Him, we have Hope.
In the midst of infertility, unsuccessful fertility treatments, expensive medical bills, physical and emotional pain, we have Him.
We have Him, so we have Hope. Our Hope is never dependent upon our changing circumstances. Instead, it is rooted in an unchanging Savior.
I’ve talked about Hope a lot this year, because there have been so many times when it’s been all I’ve had to hold onto… all I’ve had to sustain me.
I don’t know why some women are able to get pregnant and others are not. I do not know why some women spend thousands of dollars, and years of their lives on fertility treatments, while others get pregnant “accidentally.”
Looking towards the end of this year, for me it is the end of a year that has been filled with fertility treatments, disappointments, emotional roller coasters, weight gain, pills, shots, sleepless nights, & tear-filled days. Despite all of this it has been a good year, but a hard one.
God holds our lives in His hands; nothing is ever out of His control. Even in the worst of it, we have Hope. Even when the pain reaches to our bones, and the sorrow seeps into our hearts, we have Hope. We serve a God who began a good work in us, and who is faithful to complete it (Philippians 1:6). We serve a God who promises us a hope and a future (Jeremiah 29:11). We serve a God who promises never to leave nor forsake us (Deuteronomy 31:8). And we serve a God who is close to the brokenhearted, and saves those who are crushed in spirit (Psalm 34:18).
So, in short, I have every reason to be Hopeful this Christmas..