When my wife and I got married, we had plans for a big family.
It didn’t take long and soon she was pregnant. We had Asia nine months later.
But the next child took longer, years in fact. We thought something was wrong with us. We met with a fertility specialist. After a series of tests, she came back with her diagnosis—there was nothing wrong with either of us. The doctor called it “unexplained infertility.”
Unexplained infertility? What were we supposed to do with that? There was no clear problem to solve, and with no clear problem to solve, there was no way to fix it. And with no way to fix it, I had nothing to do. I felt useless.
Our friends were having babies left and right. They didn’t mean to conceive, but oh, it happened again. Teenagers were getting pregnant; delinquents were becoming parents. Why couldn’t we have a baby? We weren’t getting any younger.
We felt hopeless. But then I read Psalm 68:5–6, “God is a Father to the fatherless and sets the lonely in families.”
I remember walking outside and looking into the night. I saw the stars shining like bits of glass in the sky. Every star had its own beginning. Every star had its current place. God planned them all. Maybe God was the cause of our unexplained infertility!
A shocking thought. But this gets to the heart of what praise is, and what praise does.
The prayer of praise is declaring the truth about who God is, what he has done, or what he has promised to do. In the prayer of praise, you proclaim God’s identity, his deeds, and his promises. It’s who God is, what he has done, and what God says he will do.
There are many benefits of praise, but I’ll mention just one. Did you ever notice that when things go wrong, they take control? The broken water softener gets the upper hand. The prodigal son becomes your obsession. You can’t get pregnant. But in reality, God’s still on the throne.
Let me tell you, praise restores your understanding to the proper order. That is, praise puts things in the right perspective. So, it was possible that God caused our unexplained infertility.
He is the father of the fatherless.
So we began the adoption process, and although it took years, one day we traveled to the Philippines. The phone in our hotel room rang. They were ready for us–Rex was ready for us.
Normally, he would be playing in the trash, roping the tire, dodging the glass. Napping in the street, peeing in the puddle, running from robbers. He’d scavenge for leftovers behind the stores and restaurants. And he’d want to be rocked to sleep in soft, firm arms.
But God had other plans.
When we met him, we noticed his big bright eyes like fantastic stars. We praised the God who puts the lonely into families. God cared enough to shut my wife’s womb because he saw that this boy needed a family, and in time, we would understand what we were to do. And we did.
So that night, for the first time, we rocked our boy to sleep with a song. He slept soundly with no fear of danger, like a child should.
And soon we’ll hold Asher in our arms, too.
Praise the God of the fatherless.
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