Becoming a Joyful Mother of Children

When Ken and I first began walking with the Lord, we had tremendous conversions, and God immediately started to work in our lives. We saw Him do some miraculous things. He healed my incurable crossed eyes and set Ken free from alcoholism. But at times, our walk with Him wasn’t as consistent as it should have been, and quite honestly, we didn’t really know why.

We were new to the things of God. It was literally as if we had just stumbled into those wonderful miracles by the grace of God.
Not long after we had been saved, we came to a place in our lives where we just couldn’t get the answer to a problem we were facing, and we were baffled.

Ken and I had been married for about three years, and we desperately wanted to start a family. We began to pray and believe God for a baby, but nothing was happening. I just could not conceive. Finally I ended up going to a doctor to find out what was wrong.

He told me I had a disease called endometriosis. His recommendation was that I have a complete hysterectomy immediately. His words broke my heart. That meant I would never be able to have children.

But something deep down inside of me began to rise up. I began to know that it just couldn’t be right. I talked to different people and told them what was going on, and they would say things like, “Trudi, it’s just God’s will for you. It’s all right.”

But I knew I wasn’t supposed to give up. I kept asking myself, “Why me? Why would God want me to live like this? If He’s my Father, and He’s supposed to be good, why would He make me so that I couldn’t have children and not give me a reason?”

Ken will tell you that I’ve always been like a little bulldog. I will not let go of things until I get an answer. So I started to read Bible. I didn’t know where to start or what to look for—I just started to read.

I’ll never forget what happened one evening. Ken was working the night shift at a grocery store, and I was at home alone, reading through the Psalms. I had gotten to Psalm 113, and I read down to the last verse. And there it was. Verse 9 said, “He makes the barren woman to keep house and to be a joyful mother of children.” When I saw that scripture, I saw right there in black and white what the will of God was for my life.

I saw that all of those people I had been talking to had been lying to me. They didn’tmean to lie to me, but they had, because they didn’t know the truth. But then I knewthe truth. It was right there in that verse. I found God’s will for me.

I began to stand on that Word from God, and the Spirit of God began to lead me. I had a tiny aqua-blue dress that I would take out and lay on my bed and “see” a baby in. I would sleep with it at night and wake up with it in my hand. I would spread it out and look at it. I would take it to the dinner table with me. I took it everywhere I went. I would “see” my life with a child. I had that Word from God, and I knew it was true. I didn’t care what anyone else said. I had found it in the God’s Word.

To make a long story short, after a little while I was completely healed. I have a beautiful daughter and a strong son, and I have four wonderful grandchildren today with one more on the way. God’s Word is true. And His will is right there in black and white for us to live by every day.

That’s why it is so important to study the Word of God. It shows you what is yours. It can change any circumstance. The Holy Spirit is the Author of the Bible. He inspired all of the men who wrote it to write every word in every verse, and He is the One who wants to show you—the same way He showed me—what God’s will is for your life.

Find your promise from God and believe it today.


  1. Mary Short on June 13, 2012 at 8:47 am


    Are these articles or books? I am so excited to know about your ministry or have an update!! I know you and Kenny from Bethel Temple. We talked once since then a long time ago. I was Mary Livingston. Would love to hear from you. So proud of all you and Kenny have been obedient in doing for children . God Bless!!

    Mary Short

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