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Sydel’s Story

One day during my lunch break at work, I came across a YouTube video posted by a young woman I follow named Sydel Curry-Lee. In her video, she openly shared her story about the difficulties surrounding her desire to have a child. As I finished watching the first video, I went on to view the second one. Then the third. And I was moved by her words, her vulnerability, and her courage. So much so that I couldn’t wait to feature her story on the blog. Although I’m not a parent and uncertain about whether God has plans for me to become a mom someday, I could relate to Sydel in the sense of having a heart’s desire that won’t go away. 

I’ve included the videos to her story here. Be sure to watch them in order. Seeing how God moved in her life is a powerful testimony you don’t want to miss.  

 

Also, as someone who doesn’t have a child, there’s something I’d like to address. If you are a parent and interact with or know of adults who don’t have children, please stop saying thoughtless things to people who don’t have them. You don’t know what someone’s situation may be behind closed doors. So don’t make assumptions or be quick to judge, criticize, lecture, or offer unsolicited advice to those of us who aren’t parents. There are different men, women, and couples who desire children but have issues conceiving and, in some cases, may not be able to have children at all. So exercise some wisdom and think before you speak. Capeesh? 


If I can be completely honest, I don't always like or enjoy the process of waiting on God's timing. I've often heard that His timing is best, but when you've been praying, working, and waiting for something that you've felt like you've been praying and waiting for Him to shift for years, the agony of everything you're feeling is one of the most frustrating and disappointing feelings in the world. You may find yourself moving through a wave of emotions when it looks like He's not going to come through as you've hoped. You might even wrestle with some fears, doubts, regrets, and unanswered questions. And if you've ever felt this way, know that you are not alone. I can personally testify to moving through some areas of my life where I've felt like I've been in different holding patterns that I've done everything I could do to change in my own strength, and nothing made a difference. When you've done what you can, you can either give up and quit or decide to surrender everything you can't do over to God. 


Philippians 4:6-7 says, "Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus." Though I don't always like or understand some of God's ways, I know there's only so much I can do on my own. I'm not sure what your heart's desires are, but I would encourage you to keep praying about what you want. You never know what could happen next. 

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