The Land of Hope

Dave and I went back in to the doctor on Saturday morning for another look at my progress. I am happy to report that things progressed really well. We were very glad to know that the follicles were well developed. I suppose I had a little fear that we would find out they just aren't good enough to produce a viable pregnancy. Although the process was hard for me, it made me really aware of how I respond to circumstance. Honestly, I don't think I responded very well last week. I was anxious and full of fear and I couldn't rest until I knew everything was ok. What kind of example is that? What kind of faith is that?

Of course, the sweet mercy of the Lord was all over me, even in the midst of my shortcomings. He just gently showed me that I must fight the tendancy to let my circumstances rule my emotions and my countenance. And then, even though I had failed, He allowed me to have a glimpse of hope at the end of the week. He's so sweet like that.

So now we enter the 2WW. I really have a settled peace about this cycle. I want so badly to be pregnant as soon as possible, but even more then that, I want His perfect will. It sounds so cliche but I really mean it. He's proven time and time again that His plan is best.

I was telling a friend this morning that there's such a fine line at the edge of action before you step into His territory. It's hard to know where my place ends. We've done what we've been led to do, the rest is up to Him. I can't control it. But although I must resign myself to whatever His answer is, it doesn't mean that I should passively say, "Whatever you will Lord." I must ask. I must hope. And then I must be at peace.

I read this verse in a bible study this morning.
“I’ve pitched my tent in the Land of Hope” (Acts 2:26 Message).

As I wait on the Lord these next few weeks. . .as I wait, in peace. . .I will pitch my tent in the Land of Hope where my soul rests secure.