The Story of Crazy Faith: (The 17 Years Old Baby Socks)

I’ve always had what I call “crazy” faith. Even as a child, I would speak things into existence or believe things to come to pass. I acted on faith, purchasing furniture for my future house and picking out a wedding dress before knowing the groom. I did it for friends as well. In this case, my friend was having a baby, and I knew how much she wanted it to be a girl. So, I purchased a pair of pink and white newborn socks and gifted them for her birthday. She ended up having a beautiful baby boy. She settled into the idea she wouldn’t have any more kids and regifted the socks to me as a declaration of faith that I would have the little girl one day. At the time, I was single and experiencing the woes of the dating world. Yet, I believed I could put those socks on my little girl one day. 

Years later, after meeting my husband, we faced infertility. Despite adopting our first baby, a beautiful boy, I knew deep down that one day I would carry our daughter. Through multiple losses and failed treatments, the journey was difficult.

But in those moments, I held onto the promises of God and found strength in scriptures like:

Hebrews 11:1 – “Now faith is confidence in what we hope for and assurance about what we do not see.”

Matthew 17:20- “Truly I tell you, if you have faith as small as a mustard seed, you can say to this mountain, ‘Move from here to there,’ and it will move. Nothing will be impossible for you.”

I remember reading my devotional one day and seeing the words “faith” and “journey.” It was then that I knew our baby girl’s name would be Journey Faith. I knew this even before confirming the gender. (crazy faith) However, the joy was tinged with sorrow as we never got to bring her home.

Despite the pain, I promised to cherish every memory of her. I created a prayer and dream journal in her memory. I kept those tiny socks and held onto a bin of baby girl clothes, refusing to give up hope.

 

 

 

After years of waiting and with the help of IVF, we finally received the miracle we prayed for.

Seventeen years after receiving those pink and white socks, I finally put them on my baby girl’s feet.

Reflecting on this journey is confirmation that faith isn’t just a belief in what is visible or likely—it’s a conviction in the unseen, a trust in God’s promises even when it seems impossible . It’s standing on scriptures like:

Mark 11:24** – “Therefore I tell you, whatever you ask for in prayer, believe that you have received it, and it will be yours.”

**Romans 4:18-21** – “Against all hope, Abraham in hope believed and so became the father of many nations, just as it had been said to him, ‘So shall your offspring be.’ Without weakening in his faith, he faced the fact that his body was as good as dead—since he was about a hundred years old—and that Sarah’s womb was also dead. Yet he did not waver through unbelief regarding the promise of God, but was strengthened in his faith and gave glory to God, being fully persuaded that God had power to do what he had promised.”

 

If you’re reading this and in a season of waiting, holding onto a promise that seems impossible…

I encourage you: don’t give up.

God sees your faithfulness.

He hears your prayers.

Just as He fulfilled His promises before, He will do it again.

Keep believing,

keep trusting,

and hold on to hope—your season of yes and amen is coming.

Have you experienced a season when God answered according to your faith? Let me know in the comments.