Have you ever had one thought that changed your life? Read one unfinished question that sure changed mine that’s shared in my book ‘God and My Pillow.
Why is my period a few days late? Hmmm. That couldn’t mean I might be preg. . .
If you have not read that one sentence from my last post, check it out right here to know it’s history. What’s below shows what followed
That question stopped halfway through the last word—pregnant. My heart began to pound a bit faster. My thoughts continued. No, I can’t. Pregnant? Could I? No. Please, no. I have plans. I have goals. I can’t be pregnant.
I wasn’t only thinking I might be pregnant, but instantly felt that if I was, I’d then be stereotyped as someone who just doesn’t know what she’s doing, and might be looked down upon by many. But I’m a Christian. I can’t.
Yep, being a Christian made me feel even worse with the possibility. Twenty-million questions were forming as I faked a smile while watching everyone else having fun.
Later, with my head on my pillow, I was miserable, wishing I could just stay still, go to sleep, and wake up from a nightmare. But instead, I was rolling over every few minutes. The thought was driving me crazy. I was shocked at myself for even allowing this possibility to exist. I was lying in bed, my pillow drowning from the overflow of worries.