For purposes of this post, the reader needs to know that 6 months prior we had suffered our 5th miscarriage only a few weeks after seeing a healthy baby with a strong heartbeat on ultrasound. If you are interested in our full history, it is summarized here, but not necessary.
Nov 6, 2013 was just a normal Wednesday like any other I had had recently. We got a little bit of school done and headed to Java Jewels (the women’s group at my church). That day we were practicing listening to / hearing from God. I don’t usually hear His voice audibly, but I will often get a snippet of a picture or a short vision. Usually, I don’t know what to do with these, but will share with the group to see if the image means anything to anyone else and more often than not it is for one of the other ladies.
That morning, I got a picture of two large hands reaching out toward me and holding something. But there was a bright light behind them and I couldn’t see what was in the hands. So I drew it (shown below, and I’m not an artist but I think you can see the hands). At that time, I was pretty sure the vision was for me, but I wanted to know more so I asked God to see what was in the hands, but didn’t get anything else right then. I figured it was symbolic of God giving me love or grace or some other goody and if He wanted me to know more, He’d let me know. When it was time to share after the prayer time, a first time visitor to the group who didn’t know my back story told me she had a vision for me. As you can read for yourself, this is what it said: “Becca, I saw two large hands handing you a precious baby, a precious gift, the child of promise. Oh how you move me my precious Rebecca, stand strong in the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ. Look to the revelation of my grace.” (You can click to enlarge.)
Coincidence? I think not. I can’t even begin to wrap my head around what the statistics might be for two strangers to see the same picture at the same time, much less for one of them to be bold enough to tell the other that God is handing them a child. Not only that, but babies was something I was avoiding thinking about (maybe that’s why I didn’t see the full vision) and definitely didn’t want to talk about.
So what do you do with something like that? I’m sure most people would reject it out of hand and maybe a very small percentage of people would embrace it wholeheartedly. But I’m average, and I wasn’t ready to deal with the implications of this prophesy at the time. So I stuck it in my bedside drawer and tried not to think about it. But, a seed of hope had been planted. . .
To be continued in Pregnancy #8 . . .