I Simply Changed My Question

Exactly a year ago my sister-in-law sent us a picture of her brand new, beautiful baby girl. The baby girl who was due on the same exact date as the baby I miscarried earlier that year. My arms ached for the baby I'd never hold. I tried to be happy for her instead of sorry for myself, but self-pity isn't always easy to escape. I probably cried for an hour.

I had a long talk with my Heavenly Father that night. I reminded him just how badly I wanted to be a mother. That I had, in fact, been commanded to bring children into this world. That my desire was most certainly a righteous one. I pointed out that I had done all I could do. I read some scriptures, and then I did something I hadn't thought to do before.

Instead of asking why? I asked how?

The words were something like this: "If there is more for me to learn from this trial, I accept thy will; but if not, what more can I do?" Very clearly a sentence came into my mind. It was simply this: Stop eating yeast.

So I did.

I stopped eating anything and everything that had yeast listed as an ingredient. Considering bread was pretty much my favorite food this was a big sacrifice, but you know what happened? Two months later, after three years of trying, we were pregnant!

And, now he's here. He's perfect, and I've never been happier.

 

Often times we discount "the simplness of the way or the easiness of it" -- the simplness of asking and reading. We think: how can asking a question in prayer, and then reading my scriptures solve my infertility problems? Or my teenager problems. Or my marital problems?

And now, if the Lord has such great power, and has wrought so many miracles among the children of men, how is it that he cannot ^ainstruct me, that I should build a ship?  1 Nephi 17:51

 

Or instruct me on how to get pregnant. 

 

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Heather likes to think of herself as A Goddess in Progress, which is where she normally spills out the personal triumphs, failures, discoveries, and random details of her life.