Twelve Months Throughout the Year

Each month we are met with something new -- a new challenge, a new month, a new reason to be positive, a new start. And, although this time of year comes with many emotions, both happy and sad, I am proud to have my faith to help me get through the tough days.  The poem below was published in Stepping Stones. I thought you might like it.   Twelve Months Throughout the YearJanuary is here, Lord.It's a brand new year. I'm feeling excited, like my time is finally here...only to find that I have to wait another month Lord, why do I go through this every year? February is the month of love, Lord.My husband and I will conceive...Oh, I was just being foolish and naive. March is here.Surely we will be lucky this time. If I get pregnant this month, Lord, I'll probably wear green all year. I'll keep praying, Lord, for You to give me peace the remaining nine months of this year.April has come and the showers are here.Lord, please dry up this rain along with my tears. Why do I continue to do this every year?May is beautiful and the flowers smell nice, Lord.Maybe being in the garden will ease my mind, but you know my heart, Lord. There is no way I can hide. Seven months to go, Lord. You said You'd see me through.June has come, and the heat is on.I'm sure this month we will conceive because my faith is so strong...only to discover that this is a test to make me stronger. Maybe the Lord will send a surprise in...July.Maybe we'll see more than sparks and bright colors in the sky. Then we'll have a celebration of our own. Give me peace the rest of the year, Lord. I can't make it on my own. I knew before I prayed this prayer that...August would be here. As I watch the children get on the bright yellow buses for another school year, I get on my knees and pray. God, You said You'd see me through.September arrives and hope springs anew.But soon the leaves begin to turn and the breeze starts to cool. I know in my heart that September is through.October has come, and I feel myself running out of time.November.I eat more than usual, praying that maybe someone in my belly is making me feel unusual this time.December is upon me and Lord, I have stood on Your Word."For nothing is impossible with God," is all I've ever heard. Don't You see, Lord, it's almost a new year. Why do I go through this every year, Lord?