Keep Asking. Keep Searching. Keep Knocking.
- Charina Urban
- Oct 24, 2016
- 3 min read
In the middle of June 2015, I started getting sick. At first I thought it was just a bad stomach ache, but throughout the day it just got worse. The pain in my stomach and lower abdomen was so severe I was in tears. I had experienced pain like this a few times before during my teen years to the point I had gone to the hospital. The answer was usually the same; "you have ovarian cysts and one burst. You'll be fine in a little while." I figured this was probably another cyst episode, but my husband took me to the hospital just in case. A few hours later I was admitted to the hospital, with my appendix under watch. Early the next morning I went in for surgery, only to come out with the knowledge that my appendix was actually fine. Most likely, another cyst had burst and my system was being affected by the fluid and blood it had released.
Fast forward a month later and the pain was still persisting. At a visit with my OBGYN he expressed concern that I may have endometriosis. Basically that meant, there was a possibility I had tissue growing outside my uterus onto my ovaries, and it could be the cause for the cysts and pain. However, the only way to be sure was through another surgery. So in late August 2015 I went in for another surgery. Sure enough, the doctor found endometriosis pockets on the outside of my uterus, ovaries, and pelvic lining.
While on one hand I was relieved to finally have some answers, an intense fear set in that my husband and I would not be able to have children. Both me and my husband had dreamed for years about being parents...we wanted nothing more than to have a family and be a mom and dad. The doctor informed me I would probably still be able to get pregnant, however it may be more difficult for me and take longer than for most women. My husband and I began to process this information and pray daily that God would give us a child someday.
In January 2016, at a routine check up, my primary care doctor entered the room and said something I will never forget.
"Well, you're pregnant!"
"So I say to you, keep asking, and it will be given to you. Keep searching and you will find. Keep knocking and the door will be opened to you. For everyone who asks receives, and the one who searches finds, and to the one who knocks, the door will be opened"
-Luke 11:9 & 10
Five months. We asked, we searched, we knocked, for five months; and GOD ANSWERED. I realize five months is not a long time, but when your heart truly desires something each day feels like an eternity.
On September 19 2016, at 12:26 pm, Paxton Joseph entered the world and completed our lives. His face is a daily reminder that God does hear us and will fulfill His promises to us.
I can't promise that God will give you everything you want, exactly in the way you want it, and when you want it. But, I CAN promise that God will give you everything you need. I CAN promise that God hears your prayers. I CAN promise that God will come through for you.
So friends, keep asking. Keep searching. Keep knocking. Don't give up on God. I know He hasn't given up on you.
*As I was writing, this song started playing and I couldn't help but feel like God was speaking to me. I truly hope you find comfort and assurance from the Lord through this message.
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