Throughout this pregnancy, we’ve hit bumps in the road where my husband and I ask each other if I’m battling some kind of pregnancy related depression. Every time we evaluate where I’m at, we come to the conclusion that I’m purely suffering from tired/uncomfortableness that is aggravated by raising a busy toddler that makes me “feel” at breaking point.
Usually a cry session, a trip out of the house or an extra nap does a lot to cure the heartache.
It seems like these are the times where it’s hardest to write. My personal deserts don’t seem like they have much to offer.
What God is showing me seems to be simply the beauty of trusting Him enough to keep putting one foot in front of the other when I don’t feel like I have the strength to do it. But that’s not necessarily an encouraging message.
Truthfully, the majority of the time I feel pretty good. I didn’t realize how much I have been growing as a person over the last seven months. In the middle of growing pains, they simply feel painful. It took me going to back to our home city and connecting with friends to realize all that I’ve worked through.
It’s encouraging to have those moments of recognized growth. They can be the weapon in your hand to beat down the discouragement that tries to come.
Whatever you’re walking through, take a moment to look back and see how far you’ve come. What are you handling now that you didn’t think you could have before?
May you be blessed in all your struggles today. They are what is shaping your character.
We can rejoice, too, when we run into problems and trials, for we know that they help us develop endurance. And endurance develops strength of character, and character strengthens our confident hope of salvation. And this hope will not lead to disappointment. For we know how dearly God loves us, because he has given us the Holy Spirit to fill our hearts with his love.