At the age of 16, God spoke to Gina through a spiritual dream and told her she would have a beautiful baby boy. As the years passed, however, she forgot the dream. When she became pregnant five years later, she came close to having an abortion, until God used a series of events and several people to bring hope into Gina's life. Then by God's grace, Gina experienced the miracle of childbirth and saw her dream come true.
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Gina's Dream from God
Jeremiah 1:5
Before I formed you in the womb I knew you,
And before you were born I consecrated you.
(NASB)
Can it be true? Can God actually know us before birth? I believe this is true, not because it is Christian philosophy, but because of a personal experience.
Many people don't believe in God. Some people even think that God is a figment of the imagination. I can't really blame them when the evidence of God's presence is often not found in religious institutions.
The love of God has become a catchphrase instead of an action. It was with that in mind that I felt compelled to share this story. God is real and he is far from dead and buried. Today he is the same God he was yesterday, and always will be.
A Spiritual Dream
At the age of 16, I had a dream that would change my life forever. In this dream I heard the voice of God. He said, "Spare his life. Call him Christopher Erickson."
Now we have all heard the story of how an angel of the Lord visited Mary and told her that she would have a child. My story is no where close to that, but the dream was so real that when I awoke, I was filled with surprise and excitement.
In the dream, I saw a beautiful little boy with curly hair, freckles, and the biggest brown eyes. He was innocent and precious. I knew that I would be his mother one day.
A Forgotten Dream
Years passed until the day when I learned that I would be a mother. This was a pregnancy that was far from planned. I was in the middle of becoming a teacher when the news hit me like a ton of bricks. I thought that I was alone. I forgot all about the dream and the voice that had once commanded me to spare his life.Trembling, I entered a Planned Parenthood clinic to seal the unborn child's fate. After all, I could not bare the shame of being an unwed mother in a Latino family. It would bring embarrassment to my family and shame to my Christian beliefs. As God would have it, there was an older woman there. I believe she was a God-fearing woman. She looked into my eyes and saw the spiritual struggle I was having. And as I looked at her I saw compassion, and I could not hold back the tears. I could not hold back the truth.
I told her everything and she said with the love of God, "Go tell your mother what has happened. She will understand. Do not let your emotions make this decision. God will help you." With those words I left, still afraid and imprisoned by negative thoughts.
Should I tell her? Should I risk hurting my mother? What will people think of me now?
I had been so proud of being a virgin for so long.
How could I have let this be snatched away from me? Why did this have to happen to me, a devout Christian girl that truly loved God?
I was angry with God, not realizing that he alone would be my Friend, my Comfort, my Guide.
Looking for Courage
Days passed and I still did not have the courage to tell my mother what had happened. I became withdrawn and remained in my bedroom when not at work. In tears I would sleep, and in tears I would awake. I put down my Bible, and put away my prayers. I was too angry, hurt, wounded and depressed to have faith.However, with God all things are possible. Through the tears and the pain I could feel that God wanted so much to help me. He wanted to free me from the thoughts that kept me captive. He wanted to free me from the guilt and shame the devil imposed on my mind. And he gave me the courage to speak to my mother.
A decision now needed to be made.
Would I carry this child or abort it? Would I place the child for adoption? Would I marry the biological father?
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