140- The Old Birth Control Issue Rises Again
January 22, 1985
Dear Lord, Do You care if we do something permanent about birth control?
Dan called to make a vasectomy appointment.
He called back to ask about paying on the installment plan. She told him that $350 was due at the time of the operation. He cancelled the appointment.
I’m not sure if this operation is Your will for us, but it seems to be people’s will for us: we have been given money by Dan’s dad, Danny and Lynn, the Theilmans, and my parents, just not quite enough.
Because of the nighttime ups and downs with the boys, it seems sensible to say—no more!
This is the day that the vasectomy appointment was scheduled to be done. I have been praying in the Spirit about this issue. I am struggling: my ingrained Catholic conscience about birth control interferes with my logic and also it is my desire to not go back on our deal with the Lord that He would plan our family.
Yesterday I asked God to show me my hearts’ desire about our family. The thoughts came today that I would like a dozen children! But the reality is that I have not the years left, the money, the nervous system for it. The thought also came that God gives us CHOICES: I cannot do everything. I am one person with so much time, money and energy. I would like to teach the boys at home, because I feel so led by God. I love teaching, I am experienced and feel gifted. It would give me input into the boys’ lives now at the time I can really relate to them. Then when the time comes to let them go, I would be more ready for it. I feel like I’ve had so little personal one-on-one time with them. Is this of You, Father? Please speak to me about it. The vasectomy is in 2 days. Bless You.
Thank You for working out praising in me. Let it be…let it continue. Such peace and contentment have come to me these last few days through praise. I refuse to worry and fear: I look not at the messy house and I do not compare myself with Jenny. I praise You that I’m ME and that You are in my life and leading me. It’s just us, living daily here—so who’s there to impress? I’m less uptight, more relaxed. Singing…
June 6 Our little platoon trooped into the waiting room to raised eyebrows, I’m sure– and Dan had the operation… more on this in a few years.