We visited a revival at a friend's church a few years ago. The preacher was praying in the mist of a Spirit-filled alter call. My mind was bombarded with the words of my OBGYN (you can read my struggle here) and when the Spirit moved within me, my heart began to cry out for God to answer my many prayers. My soul had felt so heavy at the thought that my dreams might never be realized. I wanted to be a mom more than anything and I was processing the fact that it was possible I may never hold my very own offspring in my arms. I was heartbroken, depressed and longing to hear from God.
And that's when He spoke to me,
clear as day,
loud and strong.
I wasn't in the altar, but He met me where I was.
"I hear your prayers and I know your heart.
You will give birth to a child.
It will be your own flesh and blood.
Have faith in Me.
You will be a mom."
God answered me. He answered ME. Who am I that He thought enough of me to let me hear His voice? Who am I that He cares that I get what my heart desires most? My faith was strengthened and my hope was renewed that night. It was a moment I will NEVER forget. I made a choice to hold tight to that promise no matter what might happen or what I might endure to get to that place.
A year later, before I could make it to a doctor to officially confirm I was the 8 weeks pregnant I suspected, I miscarried. I mourned in private and the weight of mourning alone began to drag me down. I was breaking. I felt broken. God had promised me a baby of my own and my body had rejected the one growing inside my womb. After 3 months of mourning my loss, I broke down on the altar. In that moment, God filled me with such peace. He gave me a renewed hope and reminded me of His promise. I had to have faith. I had to believe in Him and wait.
My husband and I decided to switch gears. We took a year for ourselves, avoiding pregnancy on purpose. We spent that year growing closer to God. We actively worked on strengthening our marriage and our communication. We spent a year not stressing about this desire to have a child, but instead filled that time with fun and love and Christ. By December our marriage was stronger than ever, we were happy, we were closer to God than ever before, we were ready to step out in faith.
January 1st, 2016 we began to plan for a family. We prayed and asked God to bless us in the new year...
...and He did.
We got pregnant the very first month!
We waited to announce our joyous news so we could personally tell our family and friends.
Now safely into our second trimester, I'd like to introduce our miracle. We don't know if it's a boy or a girl and we plan to surprise everyone when the baby finally arrives later this year!!
We promise to keep you updated! We are due the first week of October!!
Please continue to keep us in your prayers.
We are embracing our miracle day by day, not taking one single moment for granted.
We can never thank God enough.
Please remember my story if you find yourself in a similar place, crying out for God to answer your prayers. Don't loose faith and never stop praying!!
He hears you and He DOES answer prayers!!