“He Heals the Womb and the Heart”
I am a mother, and I love all my children. But I must admit — I never once thought about what would happen if I couldn’t have children. I took it for granted that one day, I simply would.
I remember the only time my mother ever had to come to school immediately when I was in kindergarten. My teacher, Ms. Steward, called her in because I had told my little five-year-old boyfriend that when we got married and had five babies, if any of them were boys, they needed to go straight to the garbage. I didn’t even understand what I had said wrong. But my teacher knew something in my perspective toward boys was off, even at the age of five.
Now that I look back, I see that the enemy was already planting seeds in my heart — trying to shape my perception long before I even knew who I was. The truth was, I grew up seeing a mother who favored my brother over her three daughters. She loved us, but there was a difference in how she handled him. And my father, too, managed us in ways that shaped my view of men. I didn’t realize it then, but I was quietly being groomed to mistrust, to expect pain, and to doubt that a man could be safe.
It wasn’t until much later that God showed me what was really going on.
We can look at Jacob’s story — how he worked fourteen years for the love of his life, Rachel. And when he finally married her, the Word says God closed her womb. Leah had child after child, but Rachel could not conceive. God was working something deeper in her heart. The same pattern of favoritism that Jacob learned from his parents showed up again in how he loved his children. Genesis 37:3 says, “Jacob loved Joseph more than all his other sons, because he had been born to him when he was old.”
Sometimes what God makes you wait longest for, you’ll love most deeply. Whether that’s a child, a marriage, or a promise — when it finally comes, you’ll know it was only by His hand.
To every parent who has been believing God for a child — hold on. Remember Sarah and Abraham, Elizabeth and Zechariah, and even Samson’s parents who were barren. It is never too late for God. He has seen every tear, and He has recorded every whispered desire. You may have been told “no” or “not yet,” but God’s timing is perfect, and His promise never fails.
For me, my battle wasn’t infertility — it was insecurity. The enemy tried to crush me in my worth. He tried to make me believe I couldn’t trust a man, that love would abandon me the way it did before. But God… He reached into my brokenness and healed what my childhood wounded.
The enemy didn’t want me to become a wife or a mother, but God had already ordained both. My greatest anointings flow from these two roles — wife and mother. Through them, God is revealing His heart of nurture, covering, and strength.
To every woman who has been crushed like I was — God is not done with you yet. Allow Him to heal your heart and prepare you for what’s coming. He is perfecting those things that concern you — and He will make it beautiful in His time.
Wait on the Lord. Be of good courage. He will strengthen your heart. (Psalm 27:14)