Infertility at Christmas
I just want to go Christmas shopping to purchase gifts for our nonexistent child. My love language is gifts. I love giving gifts. Tonight we gathered with our large in quantity extended family to celebrate Christmas. We watched as everyone else opened gifts. It was quite depressing for the two of us. The generation ahead of us exchanges gifts with each other. The generation below us receive gifts from several people. Our generation exchanges gifts, except those assigned to us in the name exchange live out of town. Gift giving/receiving is my love language. I shopped for gifts for some of the kids in our church. It was nice. But I didn't allow myself to dream about the gifts we would purchase our kids if we had them. I had to turn off my emotions to some degree in order to shop. This is a difficult Christmas. God has been gracious in providing others to lead worship. This morning I had a break through for the message fo...