Years ago when still in my teens, the doctors told me it was impossible for me to have children. Obviously, I was devastated. After we married, my desire for children became somewhat of an obsession. Every month we prayed it would be THE month. This went on for several years while we continued to believe God for a child. We applied for adoption. We did everything we could think of that was within our ability to do. Then, suddenly, despite every natural fact, we had our firstborn son. Thirty-three years later, we have six grown children (three are adopted) and fourteen amazing grandchildren. What a miraculous thing God has done!

When I take time to contemplate it all, I can't help but be reminded of Abraham and the family God had planned for him, even when he was considered to be unable to father a child because of his advanced age.

"Therefore sprang there even of one,...