Last night at my Bible study, we were talking about the book of Ruth. We're studying the book for the next few weeks and last night we were talking at one point about the fact that Ruth was barren and what that meant for her in her society, and just about pregnancy and having children and how that can be something so central to a woman's identity. We're using the book called The Gospel of Ruth as we study and one section of the book was talking about what we can learn from barren women and widows, like Ruth and her mother in law. And it said that we need to change our mindset about bearing children. In our society, as in Ruth's, we tend to think of getting pregnant and having babies as normal, and not being able to have kids as more not normal. But, the author said, we need to change the way we think about it. The normal thing is to not be able to get pregnant, because conceiving a child is a miracle, it is something that cannot happen without God and each child, each pregnancy should be viewed as that. Not as the norm, not as something expected, but as a miracle from God, each and every time a little baby is created by Him and given to us.
I just thought that was so beautiful and so true and so different sometimes than how we think about it. But then I look back at pictures of what our little baby started out looking like, and what I looked like 8 months ago and compare it to where we are now and there's really no other word to describe what God does, how he really does knit us together in our mother's womb, as anything but miraculous.
little Aedan inside of me at a little less than 6 weeks old, when only God even knew he was there
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