When I went in to see my perinatologist back in 2008 to find out the sex of my third child, I knew in my heart that the doctor was going to say, “It’s a boy.” I was 100% confident. I knew because although my husband never said it out loud, I knew he longed for a son. His father is his best friend and their bond is so powerful. His father was his Best Man in our wedding. I know that my husband wanted to have that same relationship with a son of his own. As I drove to that appointment alone, I was overwhelmed with God’s love for our family and His love for my husband. I just knew that He was going to bless my husband with this desire of his heart. And I didn’t even flinch when the doctor said, “It’s a boy,” I already knew. God tells us that He gives us the desires of our heart when we delight in Him (that second part is the most important, not the first!)
We’ve all been praying for a long time that God would provide a new assignment for my husband and that he would be spared the hardships of working the graveyard shift on the weekends. It has been extremely tough on our family. It has been a large contributing factor to my anxiety as I’ve become a single mother 4 days a week. My husband can’t go to church because of that shift. We cannot join a small group and get some Christian community that we long for because of that shift. We struggle to have a social life with other friends who are off on the weekends and we are not. Not to mention the physical strain it has put on my husband to be up all night 3-4 nights a week and then change to sleeping at night for the other 3-4 nights a week. It’s quite simply horrible.
But then a door opened. A leadership position in a division he had worked in for the past 5 years became available. Because of his obligation to work the graveyard shift for 1 year, he technically isn’t eligible. But isn’t our inability God’s opportunity? I just knew God would make a way. We started praying. My husband got away several times alone to pray and seek God and on those occasions God met him and spoke to him. I was 100% confident that God was going to make a way to bless our family in this way and set us free from the disease that this current work position was bringing into our family. I felt that same overwhelming love of God that I felt in the car driving to my doctor’s appointment when I found out I would have a son.
This process over the past few months has really stretched and grown my husband’s faith. After he interviewed a week ago, they said he would know by Monday if he got the position. Monday came and went with no word. It was like that Saturday when Jesus was in the grave. It was quiet. Would He really raise again? Would the prophecy be fulfilled? Would He really keep His word? Saturday was a day filled with nail biting. And then Sunday came! The God of the Universe kept His word and raised His son from the dead and radically changed our lives forever. He is faithful.
Tuesday we got the call that my husband got the position. I was in Trader Joe’s when he called and told me, so I couldn’t scream! But all I felt was, “of course you did!” I know God’s great love for our family and I knew He’d make a way. He always does.
All glory to God for His never ending faithfulness. Praise God for His amazing love for our family. And thanks be to God for the ways He stretches us and grows us so that we can become more like Him. And congrats to the most handsome Sergeant I know!