On days when the cross of barrenness feels too heavy to carry, God reminds me that there are those in the body of Christ who would carry it for me. And I am comforted.

Thank you, Joy, for writing this beautiful poem, and, in so doing, shouldering my cross.

Haiku: a poem
about things found in nature.
This is apropos.

What more natural
than fruit of the womb, direct
blessing fresh from God?

What more poetic
than love and pathos for those
who yearn for the gift?

Glad to bear this child–
soli Deo gloria!–
but wishing you could.

-Joy Golden