The date looked familiar, something else happened on the same date or around it a couple years ago. It felt a little like deja vu. As I reread the email dated April 7, 2014, the content had me enthralled and I was soon reaching for my bible.
The email was from the leader of the Women’s Bible study I go to at our church. She wrote me after we both attended the Brave Love Conference in Orange County. While there, we connected instantly, as she was the mother to boy/girl twins and I being a twin to a boy took to here easily. I was so happy to receive an email from her shortly after the conference, but I never expected to read what was written. Here’s what it said:
Really quickly and more to come…but I am so glad you came to the conference. I am sensing something amazing that I cannot form into words yet…but last night I was up a lot and kind of wresting with the Lord…you came into my thought life and i just held you up to the Lord and the story of Elisha and the Shulamite woman came into my head. The Lord mostly uses scripture in my life to share His heart…It is found in 2 Kings 4. I have no idea what this would mean to you..but I am certain the Lord wanted me to share this with you.
I know you listen so have a great time asking Him for His heart…so exciting..
You can imagine the sense of wonder and urgency that came over me! How cool to receive a scripture from a woman of God I admired. I grabbed my bible, quickly scanning the tabs that labeled the books. Where was 2 Kings anyways? I don’t think I have ever read there! There it was tucked in the old testament, my oh my what would it say? My fingers scanned the pages until I reached 2 Kings 4 like she referenced (ahh it’s a long one):
One day Elisha went to Shunem. And a well-to-do woman was there, who urged him to stay for a meal. So whenever he came by, he stopped there to eat. 9 She said to her husband, “I know that this man who often comes our way is a holy man of God. 10 Let’s make a small room on the roof and put in it a bed and a table, a chair and a lamp for him. Then he can stay there whenever he comes to us.”11 One day when Elisha came, he went up to his room and lay down there. 12 He said to his servant Gehazi, “Call the Shunammite.” So he called her, and she stood before him. 13 Elisha said to him, “Tell her, ‘You have gone to all this trouble for us. Now what can be done for you? Can we speak on your behalf to the king or the commander of the army?’” She replied, “I have a home among my own people.” 14 “What can be done for her?” Elisha asked. Gehazi said, “She has no son, and her husband is old.”15 Then Elisha said, “Call her.” So he called her, and she stood in the doorway. 16 “About this time next year,” Elisha said, “you will hold a son in your arms.” No, my lord!” she objected. “Please, man of God, don’t mislead your servant!”17 But the woman became pregnant, and the next year about that same time she gave birth to a son, just as Elisha had told her.
Let me read that again.
“About this time next year, you will hold a son in your arms”
My lips began to quiver. Would I be a mom one day? Is this a blessing God will give me? After a miscarriage a couple years ago, I never knew if it was written for me to bear children…
I continue on:
18 The child grew, and one day he went out to his father, who was with the reapers. 19 He said to his father, “My head! My head!” His father told a servant, “Carry him to his mother.” 20 After the servant had lifted him up and carried him to his mother, the boy sat on her lap until noon, and then he died.
You’ve got to be kidding me.
What the heck was this woman from my bible study telling me? I’ll have a son, but he’ll soon die? I’m so confused. My thoughts quickly darken. And then:
32 When Elisha reached the house, there was the boy lying dead on his couch. 33 He went in, shut the door on the two of them and prayed to the Lord. 34 Then he got on the bed and lay on the boy, mouth to mouth, eyes to eyes, hands to hands. As he stretched himself out on him, the boy’s body grew warm. 35 Elisha turned away and walked back and forth in the room and then got on the bed and stretched out on him once more. The boy sneezed seven times and opened his eyes.36 Elisha summoned Gehazi and said, “Call the Shunammite.” And he did. When she came, he said, “Take your son.”37 She came in, fell at his feet and bowed to the ground. Then she took her son and went out.
Sooo basically I’ll give birth to a son, he’ll die and then he’ll be resurrected?
This is a little too wild of a prophecy for me. I’d like to pretend I never read any of the above.
I close my bible. I don’t know if I should laugh, cry, worry or wonder. What was God trying to tell me?
I was not pregnant so the whole thing sounded – quite frankly – wacky.
After days of trying to figure out what God was trying to tell me through the scripture, I honestly decided to forget about it. I had met with a girlfriend who I trusted and we both dissected the scriptures and since you can’t prophesy death we agreed that maybe it was me “becoming pregnant” with a new idea and giving birth to a new project that would fail but with faith will later succeed.
But that proved to not be the case when just a couple weeks later the little pee stick showed two pink lines… I WAS indeed pregnant!
***There are many more details about this time in my life, that I will share in a later post. For now let me wrap with this beautiful, intimate – could only be God – coincidence.
When I began nesting I was going through old books, journals and planners. My planners are my diary. They house specifics on random days like “ate watermelon” or “kissed Drew for the first time.” And in this one particular planner on April 5th 2011, I wrote down “found out about baby” and on April 6th 2011 I wrote “confirmed little one at planned parenthood.”
Why do those dates look so familiar?
And then it hit me. Holy smokes.
Shaking I grabbed my phone to search my emails for the one from the woman in my bible study. What was the date she emailed me again?
APRIL freaking 7TH.
3 years later.. 3 YEARS later y’all. God told a woman in my bible study about my heartache from my miscarriage and she wrestled with Him in the middle of the night on April 6th 2014 and He gave her a very specific scripture that she shared with me on APRIL 7TH 2014. He “confirmed little one” with her.
Let me summarize the dates here.
April 5, 2011 (I found out I was pregnant)
April 6, 2011 (Confirmed little one by going to Planned Parenthood)
April 6, 2014 (The woman in my bible study was wrestling with God, held me up to Him and received the 2 Kings 4 scripture)
April 7, 2014 (The woman in my bible study emailed me the scripture)
“And about this time next year, you will hold a son in your arms”
January 13, 2015 (My son, Carter’s birthday)
I about passed out.
And if you remember in the above scriptures, the son died (how could we forget that, right?) I have such peace in believing that the death indicates our miscarriage and the resurrection was the birth of my son Carter.
Here I am again weeping at the feet of sweet Jesus and thanking the Father of the universe for beautifully and meticulously writing my life story and weaving in intimate moments with me that could only be by His hands. And I can’t believe it, but I’m thanking him for my miscarriage because in the end it pointed back to Him. And that’s all that really matters.
What a treasure hunt that was!
“At about this time next year, you will hold a son in your arms.” – 2 Kings 4:16