Ron and I have been married three years. Ever since we traveled from the honeymoon, family detectives have been assigned to look for a change in my belly.
My wavering tummy has decreased and increased since 2009 thanks to my incorrigible sweet tooth. I can run a half marathon, but still can’t pass up two scoops of vanilla bean ice cream with crushed Oreo chocolate cookies on top. But I digress. (Smile)
Since we have the same spirit of faith according to what has been written, “I believed, and so I spoke,” we also believe, and so we also speak (2 Corinthians 4:13 ESV)
When you read 2 Corinthians chapter 4 in its entirety you will note the mention of trouble, perplexity, and persecution. The Apostle Paul and the Christian church suffered because of the spoken declaration of their faith in Jesus Christ. Still, Paul believed.
Neither doubt nor death could prevent him from speaking his truth. His faith in God saved his soul and rescued him from many dangers. Paul had first-hand experiences with God that backed up his faith.
In 2009 when we moved into our home, we designated the “baby’s room”. I selected a soft yellow paint with white trim for the walls. We were surprisingly gifted by my brother and sister in law enough baby furniture to fill the room.
That was almost three years ago, and still that room remains the “baby’s room”.
“Babe, where is my briefcase?” Ronnie might ask.
“It’s in the baby’s room”, I reply.
If there is anything stored in that room, our entire family knows to give direction that it is in the baby’s room.
Why do we speak something that isn’t as though it is? To those who do not understand faith, it seems absurd. To the children of God, however, we know differently.
Speaking the promises of God is putting our faith into action. In spite of our situation, we are blessed, favored and loved by the Creator of life. We don’t need to see before we believe, because God is not a man that He should lie. If there was ever a time when God did not give me what I asked for it was because he gave me better.
In spite of three years gone and my fortieth birthday quickly approaching, Ron and I still believe. I believe in God’s promise to me. I believe in the dreams that God gave me. I stand firm on every confirmation.
Therefore, we are not ashamed to speak what we believe. Our experiences with God cause us to not be unsure.
Proverbs says that hope deferred makes the heart sick. Postponement tends to silence our speaking. We may become less confident in our speaking because of the perplexity of waiting. We are often judged or looked down upon because everyone else is married, everyone else has a ministry or everyone else has children.
But Paul said that in all his trials he was not distressed, in despair or forsaken. If God commands the blessing, who can stop it?
Last week we decided on the names of our children. We did not come up with baby names for the sake of fun conversation. We put care and thought into the process as if they would be born today. Afterwards there was a sweet confidence that came over us.
Call us crazy. Persecute our faith if you must. Say that if it hasn’t happened yet, it will never happen. But that is NOT what we believe.
Behold, children are a heritage from the Lord, the fruit of the womb a reward (Psalm 127: ESV)
Ronald – “third generation/rules with counsel”
Nahla – “Swahili origin/gift”
Phillip – “named after my father”
Jackson – “God has shown favor”
Cadyn – “Spirited/Brave”
I love you babies. Mommy and Daddy are waiting for you.
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