Wisdom from my Friend

In case you couldn’t tell by my previous post, I absolutely adore my friend Carrie. She has made such a difference in my life. We met because of essential oils, but she has spoken so much truth and life into me that is far more than just essential oils, or business. She has taught me who I want to be as a woman, a wife, and a mother. She has also set me on a path that I never would have dreamed as she helped me see a need that is not being filled well.

When I met Carrie, I truly doubted I would ever have a son. My husband had 4 amazing daughters when I met him and we had recently had a daughter together. Almost everyone who knew my husband told me not to get my hopes up because, well, just look at my husband’s history. They told me that Sherrell boys don’t have boys. I told Carrie about how I had longed for a son since shortly after my high school days were over. Carrie gave me the book Supernatural Childbirth, which I still maintain is a must-read for any follower of Christ who is of child-bearing age. It’s not just about natural childbirth, it’s about believing God for the desires of your heart, after all, it is He who put them there!

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At that time in my life, well for most of my life, I was a rule follower. I did my best to follow the rules, and do what was expected, without asking any questions. I rarely had a solid opinion on anything, and generally trusted all authority figures to have my best interest in mind. Then Carrie began to ask me some questions that changed the way I thought, and the advice I allowed myself to consider.

The first thing she asked me, still in regard to my mis-belief that I couldn’t have a son was “Is that biblically true?” The truth that people share can often be distorted, changed, or just plain wrong. God’s truth has been the same for thousands of years. Some of it may not be popular, but it is truth none the less. So if that belief that I held was not of God, than it is not truth. Wow! That set a change in me as I read through the Bible.

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I read Eve’s exclamation “With God’s help I have brought forth a son.” I prayed that I would be Eve, and that I would always remember God’s work in my family. I read of Sarah, having a beloved son in her old age. While I was older than many childbearing women, I was certainly not as old as my namesake! If God could give Sarah a son, he could do the same for me. The one that resonated with me most was reading of Hannah. She wept and cried, begging God for a child. She was so distraught that the priest thought she was drunk, she explained the pain of her unfulfilled desire for a child. The priest told her that God would grant her a son. I remember reading that and seeing how God just wants us to he honest with Him. If things suck, tell God the truth about your hurts, and ask Him to help you trust His goodness in the situation.

We conceived a child (our second together). When I asked Robbie about an ultrasound and finding out the gender, he said he didn’t want to know. We had prayed for a baby and waited close to a year before my positive test, we didn’t want to spend any time disappointed over gender. I remember so many people who said the suspense of not knowing was killing them while I was pregnant. I remember a peace and deep knowing that God was going to give me a son. I will never forget the moment my husband turned to tell me through tears “It’s a boy!”

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God is so good! He is the same yesterday, today and tomorrow. If what you believe is not from God in His Word, then you need to really examine whether it is true. His truth is the only truth that matters.

I completely went in a direction different from what I had planned with this blog post, but I feel I need to leave it as is because someone needs to see this, so I will have yet more on that lovely friend of mine soon.

~ Sara
Rockin’ Oily Momma

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A Wonderful Mentor and Friend

Have you met someone who changed your life in a positive way? Someone so full of love and passion and encouragement that you couldn’t help but crave more time with them as you listen to their wisdom, even if the words you are hearing aren’t what you want to hear?

I was blessed to meet such a person somewhere around 6 years ago, I don’t know the exact day. Life began to change all those years ago when I borrowed the husband’s car to drive after church to a meeting for a doula organization that was having a meeting in Norman. I was and still am passionate about childbirth, so a doula friend who was in midwifery training at the time invited me. The topic was essential oils for pregnancy and childbirth. I had never been an essential oil user before, so I had no idea what to expect, I just knew that I wanted to spend as much time as possible around other birth workers as possible.

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The meeting was taught by Carrie McVige. I was moved by her authenticity and vulnerability when telling her story of how she came to discover the essential oils, and the huge impact they have had on her life. I kept in touch with her for months before I finally committed to buying a starter kit. While she has, and continues to mentor me in Young Living usage and business, this post is about far more important things.

After I ordered my kit, she invited me to her home for a raindrop. Before the raindrop though, she spent a good deal of time talking to me about life. She took the time to hear my heart, and my deepest desires: my yearning to have a son, and to have time to be a good mom.

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She was such an encouragement through the worst storms of my marriage, and I will always be grateful for her speaking the difficult truth when she asked me if I really felt divorce was what I wanted for me and my family. The answer was an absolute no. She spent so much time during that time praying for me and encouraging me to work on improving myself to be the wife and mom I wanted to be. All during a time when I was so emotionally damaged that I didn’t know if it was even possible to be either.

She prayed for me all the years that I wanted to have a son, but doubted whether a Sherrell boy would ever be a reality in our home. Just recently she asked me to tell the story of our boy, then she teared up as I was telling it. That was a wonderful moment for me. It is so easy to get busy in the hustle and bustle of everyday life and forget how blessed you are. Sometimes you forget all God’s faithful answers to prayer.

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There are so many things I could say about the woman who I am blessed to know, and I will say more in my next post. For now I want to end by thanking my friend with the most beautiful heart for teaching me who I want to be, so that I know how I want to bless other women.

Much love,
Sara Sherrell
Rockin’ Oily Momma

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