Store I noticed that the clerk was wearing a
Headscarf.
"What country are you from?" I asked.
"India," she answered.
"Oh! I have Indian friends at my church."
She smiled.
"One of the ladies couldn't get pregnant," I
Continued, "and we prayed and prayed for her.
We were so happy when she had a baby boy."
The young woman's interest was piqued.
"I'm trying to get pregnant too," she told me.
"I've had a miscarriage."
"I'm so sorry," I responded, "I'll pray for you.
What is your name so I can write it in my
Notebook?"
It was only 3 letters long, easy to remember.
Since no one was in line we conversed a bit more
About my own two daughters' struggles with
Infertility and how they eventually became
Moms, one by means of adoption.
As I left I handed her one of my tracts.
The desire to have a baby crosses all cultures and
It provided an instant connection between the
Young lady and me.
How I pray that one day I'll greet the woman at
The check out again, but discover that she is
Displaying a baby bump.