Thursday, July 02, 2009

My ARMS are tired!

Blogging has been an amazing experience so far. My close friends and family knew of our struggle to conceive but the majority of the outside world did not. They would ask why we hadn't had kids yet and what was going on...blah blah blah. I will reiterate my reasoning for blogging. I was tired of being in the minority. I have wonderful friends who have been so supportive and sympathetic...but all they could say was "I am sorry, Lisa, I wish I could do something". I appreciated it so much...but I needed something more...I needed a support system...someone or some people who had struggled or were struggling with not being able to have a baby!

As soon as I started the "Dealing with Infertility" group on Facebook, people from all over joined. To my shock and surprise, MANY people who I have grown up with, went to college with or worked with began sharing their stories! I was overwhelmed...and I felt like I had found my oasis in this lonely, dry infertile desert wasteland. With that being said, this post was inspired by one of my new found "fertility challenged" past acquaintances and now good friend and sister in Christ. (that was a mouthful).

The conversation I had with my friend reminded me of a story in the Old Testament about Moses.

Exodus 17:8-13 - The Amalekites came and attacked the Israelites at Rephidim. Moses said to Joshua, "Choose some of our men and go out to fight the Amalekites. Tomorrow I will stand on top of the hill with the staff of God in my hands".
So Joshua fought the Amalekites as Moses had ordered, and Moses, Aaron and Hur went to the top of the hill. As long as Moses held up his hands, the Israelites were winning, but whenever he lowered his hands, the Amalekites were winning. When Moses' hands grew tired, they took a stone and put it under him and he sat on it. Aaron and Hur held his hands up - one on one side and one on the other - so that his hands remained steady till sunset. So Joshua overcame the Amalekite army with the sword.

I think we all "get" the moral. We are all fighting horrible battles. We have so much responsibility that when the tough battles come we can't just roll over and die. We have to keep our hands lifted so that we continue to win the battle. I am so thankful that I have wonderful "Aarons and Hurs" that help keep my tired arms lifted in my battles. I think we all rotate characters too...some days I am Moses...some days I am Aaron and Hur. When my fellow sisters in Christ are weary in their battle, I want to be there to help their arms stay up! It is important!

The days that I am Moses...thank you, my friends, for helping me keep my arms raised...I am too tired and weary to do it on my own...and your prayers and encouragement helps me keep my arms in the air.

The days that I am "Aaron & Hur", well, I just so happen to be "up" that day and, well, all I ask in return is that you wear deodorant. :-)


Sean and Lendy said...

Thank you. I needed that reminder have blessed me tonight.

lmashe81 said...

Lisa I love your willingness to be open and honest about your struggles. Even though I haven't been through what you are going through, I laugh and cry. I love your sense of humor. Praying for you guys!!

Beth Ann said...

I needed this tonight also...

I won't say anything as simple as I understand....because I don't! But, I do want to be the friend you need. I do know what it is like to be tired and feel as though you can't or don't want to pull forward. It is in those times, that we must lean on Him and the close friends He provides us to help through the storms.

...I just hold on tighter, to a hand that's stronger...His hand is always near to calm my every fear....I just hold on tighter to a Heavenly Father who knows my weary thoughts and calms my weary heart to hold on tighter...
...Chonda Pierce