Courage = Encouragment

I have had a few rough nights of sleep with bad dreams about the delivery of this little guy. Fear of things not going as planned, another hemmorage, having to have a c-section, a baby that is not healthy- these are all things that I have been praying about since before I was even pregnant. I have even asked a lot of people to pray with and for me. I hated having this little hiccup in faith the last few nights and when I would wake up I would try and convince myself that it was just a bad dream and I am sure that all would be fine. I did however start noticing little things about myself like kind of resigning my self to having a c-section (I realize that lots of people have them and are fine, but it is REALLY not what I want). I started lowering my expectations of what God would/could do in this situation.

Today after church a new friend of mine found me and said that she had been trying to get the courage to talk to me for three weeks. She is one of the people that has been praying for me and this pregnancy since the very beginning and for that I am thankful. She is not the type person that says she will pray for me just to say it, she follows through. Anyway, she had a dream about me three weeks ago and was nervous to tell me about it because she didn't want me to think she was crazy. Let me just say that I do believe God speaks to people in many different ways and one of the ways he uses is dreams. I have no doubt this was one of those times.

The Dream:
She and her daughter were running late to get to choir practice at church. When she arrived she saw me at the front of the sanctuary talking to a man in a choir robe. She came and sat on the front row so that she could hear what we were talking about. The man asked me how far along I was in my pregnancy. He asked how my delivery went with Claire. My friend thought to herself there is no way this man could have known that I had another child and for sure shouldn't know that her name was Claire. That is when she noticed that this man had wings under his robe- he was an angel. He then put his hands on my belly and said to me "This is not the same pregnancy that you had with Claire. There is nothing to be afraid of. Everything will go smoothly with the delivery."

My sweet friend that had this dream was so nervous to tell me about it, she had no idea that this is exactly what I needed to hear this morning. I have a renewed faith that what we have been praying for has been heard, she was such an encouragment to me. I will continue to hold onto those words for the next twelve to fourteen weeks- this is not the same pregnancy, everything will go smoothly, do not be afraid. I believe God spoke to her to speak to me. Thank you friend for your faithfulness to pray for me daily and for being open to be used to encourage me when I needed it!