This post is for those of you wondering… can God heal infertility or any other illness?
It’s also for those of you who are struggling with faith in general and are the type of people who need to “see it to believe it.”
I get you… I have that issue myself!
And while “faith is the confidence in what we hope for and assurance about what we do not see” (HEB 11:1) I know that seeing can be really helpful in supporting our faith.
That’s why it’s important to me that I share evidence for faith as often as I can.
It’s even more important than sharing evidence for the ideal diet or exercise routine.
Frankly, sometimes I feel a little awkward talking about my Christian beliefs on a health blog.
This is partially because so many people in the Paleo/Ancestral health community are not Christian (or even fully atheist).
And it’s partially because I’m still somewhat new to my faith and feel unsure about how to share this part of my life in a compassionate yet truthful way.
But a few weeks ago in church I heard an incredible story that I just knew I had to share on my blog.
Proof that God Can Heal Infertility
My friend Wes shared that his wife Lia, a good friend of mine, was miraculously pregnant after struggling for years with infertility.
She was told by countless doctors she would never get pregnant naturally. But her relationship with God and trust in His promises allowed her to overcome that diagnosis and prove that God can do the impossible.
I had goosebumps while Wes was sharing the story. Seeing God work miracles in real life is so incredible!
If nothing else I hope it helps just one person see direct evidence that God is capable of healing not only infertility but any number of ailments or diseases we humans may battle with over the course of our lives.
I want you to know, and to truly believe, that God can heal infertility. (He can heal you from anything, actually.)
And this story is evidence that it’s possible.
Keep reading to hear Lia’s amazing testimony to the power of God in healing our bodies!
Lia’s amazing Story
When my husband and I decided we wanted to start a family, we had no idea the journey God would take us on. We are sharing our story as a testimony of faith because we are walking in a real life miracle.
Our prayer is that you would be both blessed and encouraged after reading it, and be compelled to walk this life in faith and trust in a Good God.
Because of my long history of missed and absent periods (2-3 sporadic periods a year was my “normal”), it was no surprise that we spent over two years trying to get pregnant without success.
To those of you struggling to get pregnant, I see you and I support you.
It isn’t easy seeing those sweet baby announcements when you’re in the midst of waiting, and there are few struggles as lonely and invisible as infertility.
After two years of waiting, we decided to seek the help of a fertility specialist.
Upon our first visit, the doctor took blood work and diagnosed me with hypopituitary dysfunction, a disorder characterized by the deficiency of one or more of the hormones secreted by the pituitary gland.
What this means, he explained, is that my brain is lacking the hormone that tells my eggs to mature. If my eggs never mature, I will not ovulate, and I therefore cannot get pregnant. This sounded right to me since I’ve never had a normal menstrual cycle.
To me, this diagnosis was a blessing; many women never get a clear answer as to why they can’t get pregnant and we were given an answer and an opportunity to move forward with a plan. Thank you, Jesus.
After 3 rounds of fertility medication (and almost 6 months later), we found out that we were pregnant with twins.
What a gift from God! I will never forget that first appointment when we saw those two little heartbeats, or the day our beautiful baby boy and girl were born.
My hope throughout my pregnancy with the twins was that it would somehow “reset” my body and those regular, monthly periods I never knew would begin after they were born.
I knew Wes and I were going to want to try for baby #3 eventually, and we both prayed that it could happen naturally. Fertility treatments are physically and emotionally taxing, time consuming, and expensive.
After I stopped nursing the twins, it had been 6 months and I still had not gotten a period (they say your period should return within six to eight weeks after you stop breastfeeding).
At this point, I decided to check in with my fertility doctor to get more blood work done to see if anything weird was going on. It turned out my blood work was the exact same as it had been the first time I went in.
What I remember most clearly from that appointment was hearing our doctor say, “Your ovaries are dormant. If you want to get pregnant again, you will need to do the same treatment as we did before. When you’re ready, just call and setup a baseline ultrasound.”
I was a bit deflated but also encouraged that there was potential for us to get pregnant again, even if it was through the help of medication.
But what happened next, I could not have hoped for or imagined.
That same night after my appointment at the fertility doctor, our church was hosting a night of worship. During the song, “You Make Me Brave,” I felt the Lord say to me, “Do not do the medication…I can get you pregnant.”
Wow. Okay God.
I cannot explain it but I have never heard from God so clearly. I couldn’t shake it or ignore it despite the fear and doubt that immediately crept in.
I was scared because saying “Yes” to God meant giving up whatever bit of control I had of getting pregnant.
I thought that if I didn’t give the fertility treatment a shot again, I may never have any more children.
And I knew if I didn’t tell Wes right away, I probably would end up convincing myself I hadn’t really heard from God. I remember sitting down in the middle of service and texting Wes, who was running the projector in the back.
I told him, “God told me not to do the medication and that He can get us pregnant. I think we should have Trevor pray for us. I am telling you this now because I might dismiss it if I don’t.”
After the service, we shared what God had spoken to us to a friend and asked him to pray for us. I believe God met us here and honored this step of faith.
We continued to pray and trust that God would do as He’d said, and the miracles started happening.
For the next 4 months following that worship night, I had a regular 30-day, to the day, menstrual cycle. For those of you who know me, this is extremely significant.
Instead of getting upset that I wasn’t pregnant each month, I couldn’t help but praise God for literally healing my body.
Come month 5, I remember waking up and telling Wes, “I think today is when I’m supposed to get my period!” He told me to take a pregnancy test, so I did.
When it came back positive (and after 3 more tests – just to be sure), we were filled with joy at the miracle we were experiencing firsthand. We could not be more thankful for this precious gift (coming this August).
This pregnancy is a testament to God’s goodness and faithfulness in our lives.
He has been so kind to grow our faith in this season and I can’t keep quiet what He’s taught me.
I cannot emphasize enough the value in listening to God and trusting that what He says is true.
We’ve all made promises that we couldn’t keep (we’re human and we mess up), but because of God’s unchanging character and infinite wisdom, we can trust that He is the truth and only speaks the truth.
I encourage you to listen for His voice in your lives, and when you hear Him, be willing to step out in faith and trust rather than living beneath a cloud of doubt and fear.
God blesses us in ways we cannot even see when we step out in faith and trust Him, and He honors us when we pray and reach out to others in faith.
Prayer is powerful, and nothing is impossible for our God.
I don’t know where you are in your journey to start or grow your family, but I pray that you know (regardless of what the outcome may be) that God cares for you and knows you.
To those of you mourning the loss of a baby or who are trying to conceive, I weep with you and think of you often.
I’m met with mixed emotions sharing this story because I know not everyone gets their happy ending or the story they had always envisioned.
But I pray that we can “rejoice with those who rejoice and mourn with those who mourn.”
And most importantly, I know there is hope in Jesus, and for that I am most thankful. God (and His unending grace) is bigger than any giant we will ever face, infertility included.
Ephesians 3:20-21: Now to him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to his power that is at work within us, to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, for ever and ever! Amen.
Now I want to hear from you!
Have you or someone you loved ever experienced miraculous healing? Feel free to share your testimony in the comments below!