The Vision I Was Given

Today was my first day back to church since I had Boaz. It was a small meeting, with only a few gathered today. Getting around for it was a lot of work, and as I was packing a diaper bag for Boaz, and a backpack full of small activities for Roman I remembered the vision I was given 7 years ago.

Now when I say 7 years ago I mean I had this vision 7 years ago to the day, today. You see, Abram was born March 25th seven years ago. I had just gone to church for the first time after having Abram. I had 4 sons at that time. River was 11, Isaiah was 9, Levi was 6 and I had my newborn Abram in my arms. We lived in this very assembly back then. It was a small group as well, a tiny group that was struggling along. As I sat in church that Sunday, I had a quick, clear vision of my six sons. In the vison there were 4 sitting in front of me in chairs, and there were two more sitting with me, one happened to be a newborn. I paused when I saw them in this vision, and wondered what would make me think of six sons. After all, I had just given birth and the idea of more children, let alone 2 more, was far removed from my heart. The thought of having six boys wasn't exactly of my flesh, although having six sons is amazing and I am thankful. No, I had a feeling that what I saw was of the Lord, and that He was preparing me for what was to come; my future.


Through the years this vision consumed me. I pondered it over and over. Everytime Den and I contemplated having another baby I would think about it and know in my heart that the next child would be boy. I told many close friends about my vision as well, not only to get their insight, but to share with them what I believed God would do.


Shortly after Abram was born we moved to Washington. He was only five months old. We lived there five and a half years. Den and I believed in our hearts that we would live there until the day we died, or at least until our children were grown. However, one day the Lord showed us that He desired for us to move back to this place. As most of you know it seemed like a ridiculous idea considering there was no assembly here anymore. I still hadn't connected all the dots with my vision at that time. The move itself was the only thing on our minds. Let alone a vision that I had had in the distant past that showed me that we would live in this place again, but this time with six sons.


So here I am, in this very place, seven years to the time I had that vision. Here I am with my sixth son in my arms. I live in the very same assembly that we had all believed would never be again. I stand amazed at God's power and his generous spirit that revealed this to me seven years ago, exactly. How quickly time marches on, and how perfect God's will is. Sometimes we have a hard time believing in such things. We question whether something was from the Lord or not, but in my heart I knew. And now through faith and God's goodness and will that vision has come to pass.