The Journey to Parenthood… Part 3
Sorry for the pause in our blog series! Vacation was great and it’s good to be home… and now… Part 3!
So my body is getting healthier, and God is holding up signs
every time I turn around reminding me of His promise, but really? Look at my
body. NOTHING has changed… this has been a 3 year process of getting healthy,
seeing Dr. Michelle, praying, blah blah blah… and nothing.
In August 2009 Corey and I went to Romania for the first
World Race Awakening conference. Before the conference started I went for a
walk and decided I would pray for us to be able to have a child. But before 2
sentences even escaped my mouth… guess what? God showed up one more time. He
stopped me in my tracks and so clearly said, “Laura, stop asking for what I’ve
already promised to give you. Just start speaking life into the baby that is
coming!”
World Race Awakening conference. Before the conference started I went for a
walk and decided I would pray for us to be able to have a child. But before 2
sentences even escaped my mouth… guess what? God showed up one more time. He
stopped me in my tracks and so clearly said, “Laura, stop asking for what I’ve
already promised to give you. Just start speaking life into the baby that is
coming!”
Whoa. That set me back on my heels. Okay, Lord… how does
that work? I sat down on my porch and took out my journal. And what came out
was my first letter to our child. I told him or her how excited we are… how
much we want to meet him or her… and how while we will never be perfect, we
can’t wait to be parents.
that work? I sat down on my porch and took out my journal. And what came out
was my first letter to our child. I told him or her how excited we are… how
much we want to meet him or her… and how while we will never be perfect, we
can’t wait to be parents.
And I began to read the book of Ezekiel. God told Corey that
when we had a child it would be named Ezekiel. Funny… the only elementary
school bully I remember was name Zeke. And also… God didn’t say we would have a
boy, so how does that become a girl’s name? Hmm… good thing that I gave up
control of this back in India and decided that God gets to be in charge of my
future family. So I began reading Ezekiel to see who he was and what God said
to him.
when we had a child it would be named Ezekiel. Funny… the only elementary
school bully I remember was name Zeke. And also… God didn’t say we would have a
boy, so how does that become a girl’s name? Hmm… good thing that I gave up
control of this back in India and decided that God gets to be in charge of my
future family. So I began reading Ezekiel to see who he was and what God said
to him.
And then came the scary part… God had me stand in front of
ALL the World Racers and Alumni at this conference and tell them what He told
me… that I’m going to be a mommy and that I’m no longer asking for that… it’s
done. You see when you testify to what God has said in front of THAT many people… you now have THAT many people holding you accountable to believing it too. That was a year ago…
ALL the World Racers and Alumni at this conference and tell them what He told
me… that I’m going to be a mommy and that I’m no longer asking for that… it’s
done. You see when you testify to what God has said in front of THAT many people… you now have THAT many people holding you accountable to believing it too. That was a year ago…
Over the past year I watched friend after friend afterfriend conceive. Most of them within a month or two of deciding to start trying
for a baby. Our Thursday night small group was up to 11 children. I love them and was excited for their families… but… Everyone was
a parent… except us. And quite honestly, I just got angry. I was being
obedient, doing my part, and God wasn’t making anything happen. Why did He keep
having all these people say all these things and make all these promises when
they just weren’t coming true? Why did I stand up and say all those things if I
was just going to look like a fool?
Training camps are always a good time to have it out with
God. So the summer season rolled around and training camps started happening…
and God and I had it out. I poured out my entire heart… all my anger and
frustration that this is where I was at. I finally got it out and then just
kind of stopped and waited… And, surprise, surprise, God spoke again.
God. So the summer season rolled around and training camps started happening…
and God and I had it out. I poured out my entire heart… all my anger and
frustration that this is where I was at. I finally got it out and then just
kind of stopped and waited… And, surprise, surprise, God spoke again.
“Are you just going to believe me already or not?”
And I couldn’t say yes immediately. Over the next few days I
mulled that over. And finally took a deep breath. “Yes, Lord, I believe you. No
more plan B. No more alternatives. No more ideas from me. I believe you.”
mulled that over. And finally took a deep breath. “Yes, Lord, I believe you. No
more plan B. No more alternatives. No more ideas from me. I believe you.”
Two days later, in the midst of all these new World Racers
praying and crying out to God over the nations they would visit, I found myself
once again crying out for the orphans. And then there was the tiny whisper… “Now that you really believe me that you will have your own child, I want you
to know that my answer is Yes. You will be a part of my plan for the orphans
too. Not a plan B option, but in addition to your own child.”
praying and crying out to God over the nations they would visit, I found myself
once again crying out for the orphans. And then there was the tiny whisper… “Now that you really believe me that you will have your own child, I want you
to know that my answer is Yes. You will be a part of my plan for the orphans
too. Not a plan B option, but in addition to your own child.”
Whoa. That came out of left field.
So for the past 3 months Corey and I were looking into
adoption. Knowing that we would still have our own child, we started looking
toward our adopted child as well. Little did we know that our adopted child
would not come first! On November 2nd, we found out that God really
does mean what He says…
adoption. Knowing that we would still have our own child, we started looking
toward our adopted child as well. Little did we know that our adopted child
would not come first! On November 2nd, we found out that God really
does mean what He says…
Love this whole story, Laura! Can’t wait to meet baby ezekial jacobs… love you!!!
Beautiful!!!!! I LOVE IT!!! You are going to be a great mommy – we are thrilled for you two! (or should I say 3? 😉
you really will be such wonderful parents! love you!:)
🙂 🙂 :)……ALL I CAN DO IS SMILE! 🙂 🙂 🙂
GOD IS FAITHFUL AND A KEEPER OF HIS PROMISES!
Love you Jacob people!
xoxo
Marveling in wonder at His works!
this story was better than any Mexican Novela and made me cry tears of joy! Halleluiah!!!!
what a beautiful story you and corey have about God’s love and redemption! laura you are going to be such a wonderful mommy!
I can’t even tell you how exciting this is!! I remember laying my hands and praying for you at Awakening! I’m so excited for you guys and will be praying for a safe and healthy pregnancy!
I can’t believe I haven’t heard of this til now!! YAYAYAYAYAYAYAY!! Love you guys!! Congrats!!