If someone had told me when I was thirty what my life would look like at forty, I am sure that I would have shed a few less tears.
I remember my 30th birthday as being awful. The reason for seasons I got saved at 19, and the dream was to be married by the time I was 25 and have a big family. However, on my 30th birthday,
I was still single and, rather than see all the good that God had done, I magnified the disappointments of failed relationships and broken promises.
The funny thing is, I never doubted that I would get married and have a family;
I was just disillusioned that God – the divine vending machine – hadn’t coughed up these promises in my timeframe.
Fast track 10 years and, two months after my 40th birthday last year, I got married to the most amazing man on the planet. He came with two beautiful children (aged six and eight),
The reason for seasons a heart sold out for God, and the ability to make a mean Sunday roast!
Suddenly, after quiet Bank Holidays and weekends alone,
I am shouting at children to stop sliding down the banisters, while my husband says,
“Baby, that’s what children do!”
We serve a God who is able to do exceedingly and abundantly above all that we can ask or think, according to the power that works within us.
He didn’t just place me in a family – according to Psalm 68:6 – but three months after getting married, I fell pregnant.
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