There have been many days over the last few months where I felt like there was no way I could make it through. I was so nauseous, exhausted and emotional. I barely could keep up with my son, housework, groceries, let alone the idea of cooking a meal. The first trimester of pregnancy was not being kind, and I was stuck in a pit that I never thought I could climb out of.
One Sunday morning, at around week 10.5, I dragged myself up to the altar for prayer after our Pastor had been telling us that God indeed has the strength we need.
I stood in front of the ministry couple and all I managed to sob out was “I’m just so tired…”
That was a turning point morning for me as I acknowledged publicly that I was struggling and couldn’t do it alone. They loved me, prayed for me and spoke verses of health and strength over my body.
That evening at our LifeGroup we were taking prayer requests, and again I blurted out my request for strength.
I hate acknowledging when I can’t do something. I’d rather take some deep breaths and look like I’ve got it together, then run out and puke when no one is looking!
They prayed for me, and one of the guys shared this verse which has been my anchor over these weeks.
I would have lost heart, unless I had believed
That I would see the goodness of the Lord
In the land of the living.
Wait on the Lord;
Be of good courage,
And He shall strengthen your heart;
Wait, I say, on the Lord!
I definitely felt on the threshold of losing heart, and succumbing to discouragement, but His promises have been my delight. I was able to see beyond the first trimester and into better days.
That night God strengthened me in the spiritual, and then overnight he strengthened my in the natural.
Ever since that day of admitting my need to prayers and help, I have felt infinitely better. Even on the days when I have been sick with something, I have felt supernatural strength coming upon me.
Sometimes just facing our days takes some courage, but if you can muster it up, admit your need for the Lord and wait on him, he will come to your rescue. I’m now almost at week 17, and I can’t believe how quickly time is moving! We’ll meet our new baby before we know it.
If you feel overwhelmed, I hope you will confide in someone today who can pray for and encourage you. Everyone needs an encourager, even if they are usually the one doing the encouraging!
Don’t lose heart!