Throughout the first couple years of our marriage, Jon and I tried to conceive a baby. When the first year came and went, I began to realize a weakness in my life--in my body--to be exact. I could not naturally conceive a child. After rounds of fertility testing, only to find out that there was nothing "medically" wrong with my body, I realized even more that my body was weak and there was no man-made way to cure it. Then, after we finally conceived our first precious baby and subsequently miscarried, the weakness was truly made manifest. My body was not able to maintain and support pregnancy. It was weak. I know...I know...this goes against all the feminist hoopla about how infinitely strong women are - after all we can pay the bills and create human beings right?
This was the first time in my life I felt truly weak. Truly needy. Truly in desperate want of someone, or SomeOne, to come to my aid. At the time, it was the most difficult thing I had ever faced. It was hard - just plain hard. My body was weak, and could not accomplish the most basic of human functions, that is, reproduction. My friends, left and right, were having babies with no problems. There were teenagers I knew of that were having babies illegitimately. I was heartbroken. There was nothing the doctors could do for me, because in their eyes everything was fine. Where was I to turn? Who could I call on for help?
Jesus Christ is the only One I could call on in that moment. No doctor, no friend, no relative, not even my husband could do for me what I needed in that moment. I needed His all-sufficient grace, His power to be made known in my weakness. And in my desperation, He was there. The infertility and the first miscarriage were covered in His grace. A year later, when I miscarried again, His grace was yet again sufficient. And again. And again. And yet again.
You see, my weakness was (and is) so real and on display. These miscarriages are not something that I could hide from friends and family. They were literally on display for all to see. But do you know what was on display even more than my weakness? His power. His all-sufficient grace.
THAT, my friends, is what people see in those of us who believe in Jesus Christ when we face difficult trials. They see the power of Christ on display in our lives in a way that they never would have seen otherwise. This is a testimony like no other and it's beautiful. We see Jesus' grace on display in a glorious, infinite, perfect, sufficient way. His grace knows no bounds - not even miscarriage can outrun or outdo His grace.
So I boast in my weakness over and over again here on this website, so that the power of Christ may rest on me and be on display for all to see.