When we first started trying and failing, it was hard but there was still hope. We were young and there were so many other things to distract us. Careers, friends, church, shopping, trips, home improvements, shopping, eating out, books and later crafting, blogging and adoption
None of these things is wrong. But my reliance on them instead of God. My belief that they would save me. That they would numb the pain. That was wrong and that’s all they did. They numbed it. They didn’t take it away.
Only Jesus could do that. And even He doesn’t want to do that. He wants to walk with me through it. Not pick me up and throw me over it to the other side.
Did I expect God to be my rescuer or my sustainer?