I know it is only by the grace of God and through His strength that I am actually able to type this blog right now. You see, today ended my TWW. I woke up super early, all ready to test.. only to get a BFN. Again. Another failed month. Honestly, I had a moment (or five) but after going to my doctor’s appointment in the afternoon; it’s like I was washed with this supernatural spirit of peace about the entire situation. Yes, it hurts very badly. My heart is broken., but my prayer was that Abba pay extra close attention to his daughter and carry that pain. I asked Him to wrap me in His arms and keep me in the palm of His hand. Honestly, I told him that I felt myself about to cut up and that I needed his help. Seriously! I think sometimes we forget to come to God raw and unedited. No spelling, nor grammar corrections! He knows it all anyway. It’s okay to come to him and be real. It’s okay to tell him that, “This SUCKS!” (over and over) It’s okay to tell Him that you don’t think this is fair. It’s ok to tell Him that you are frustrated, tired and you want to resort back to old coping mechanisms. (If you know what I mean..) He can work with that pure, repentant heart. He can work with you coming to him as you are! Broken and tired. I’m so glad, because if not, there is no way that I would be able to type this. Normally, I’m depressed for weeks. But, this time is different. While, I am still hurting- I know that my Father is faithful. I know that he has promised to make the barren woman a mother. I know that His promises are Yes and Amen.