“Well, I just don’t know. You’re a medical anomaly!”
Those were the words my doctor used to describe me in September. I can’t really remember what I said, but it was something along the lines of “isn’t that the truth?” and then laughing.
Anomaly- a deviation from the common rule, type, arrangement, or form. Or an odd, peculiar, or strange condition, situation or quality.
I laughed it off, but the words made me die a little inside. I’m not “normal”, of course I knew that, but hearing it come out of my doctor’s mouth made it more real. I have kind of pushed the conversation to the back of my mind for the past several months, but I started thinking about it again last week. I often feel like a failure because now I can’t have a baby without help. As I was reflecting back on the conversation, I began to ponder some things. One thought kept coming back to me, and that was, “is any of this a surprise to God?” Of course not. Nothing ever is. The point is, I can trust a doctor’s assessment of me, OR I can look at what the Word of God says about me.
The first verses that kept coming to mind say, “For you formed my inward parts; you knitted me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works; my soul knows that full well.” Psalm 139:13-14.
I began to remember after reading these verses that 1) God planned this to happen before I was born 2) I am fearfully and wonderfully made, no matter what 3) I am a work of God, so I’m wonderful, even if it doesn’t make sense!
The last verse makes me pause, however. Does my soul really know these things? Do I take the time to reflect on these facts, ever? Or am I allowing one person’s description of me to become more credible than God’s Word? Sobering thought. I think I put so much focus on that, I forgot what God really thinks. I didn’t allow myself to meditate on what is true, but on a distorted point of view. The world’s point of view. Shame on me.
Am I an anomaly? Absolutely not. God’s word proves otherwise. The world’s opinion doesn’t matter.