A few Sundays back, I had an interesting conversation with an older gentleman. We sat next to each other at a lunch given by my college Sunday-school teacher. For the most part, I enjoyed the conversation and was having a nice time. Then he told me that God created me to make babies. Actually, he might’ve said that God created me to be a mother, but his intentions were clear – I am a baby-making machine. As Jason and I have not yet tried, I reminded him that I may not even be able to have children!!! There are no guarantees.
Honestly, I was more than a little shocked (and I have to admit, the tiniest bit offended.) What has my life been up to this point – little more than dress rehearsal for the main event?? And what about women who feel the call of God to stay single? I do not resent my “role” as a woman, and I will heartily embrace children as the blessing they are if the Lord sees fit to give them to us, but I am rather convinced that is not my sole function on the earth. Otherwise, no one would stay single and every woman would be able to conceive.