I used to receive them all of the time in the beginning when I first announced our struggle to conceive. You know, those random texts that someone was praying for me. Or a card sent to my mailbox with words that spoke Truth into my heart. Or sometimes even a surprise gift of faith that was left on my doorstep. And each one would fill my soul with hope as it reminded me that they were also believing and hoping for the day when the desires of my heart were fulfilled.
But as the years have gone by, the gifts, cards, and text messages are few and far between. And I get it. As time marches on, I have come to realize people tend to be excited for you in the beginning, as everyone around you has their cheerleader pom-poms out, letting you know they are cheering you on. And obviously arriving to the end of your journey is also an exciting time filled with lots of celebration and rejoicing over the goodness and faithfulness of God.
But then there is the middle.
And it is there in the middle, not the beginning and not the end, that a person needing a miracle needs their friends and family to rally around them the most. Because it’s in the middle that causes them problems. It’s in the middle that storms start raging and the excited emotions of hope are hard to hold or even find. It’s in the middle that they might question God, question His plan, and question ourselves. It’s in the middle that holding on to our faith is the hardest. This is why I am so thankful for this random act of faith that showed up in my mailbox this afternoon. Because in the middle is where I am. But because of her hope-filled gift given to me in faith, I was reminded that the middle is not where I will stay.
And this baby bird onsie is hopefully where my miracle in which I often daydream to look at, will one day be.
If you are reading this and there is someone you can show support to, do it! Even if it’s a card, a text, or a gift that says, “I am believing with you.” Because the middle is hard. And it is in the middle when they need you not just standing on the sidelines cheering them on from afar, but also running beside them the most. If you don’t know what to say or give, don’t hesitate to email me at firstname.lastname@example.org for ideas. It would be my honor to help you show your love to them.
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