In July 2013 I began reading the Circle Maker. In the book it asked "what is your Jericho?" I knew my Jericho was having a baby because we had been trying for 5 years to get pregnant. So, I decided to pray and fast for 30 days to ask the Lord for wisdom and guidance with my own personal Jericho.
During my 30 days of fasting, God laid on my heart that I would be pregnant in five weeks and gave me two names to pray over; one boy name and one girl name. Sure enough, exactly five weeks later, the day we were scheduled for a fertility specialist appointment, I found out I was pregnant. Little did we know that at 13 weeks pregnant we would loose our little angel. We gave her the name God gave us back in July, Hope Aubrey. I spent a year arguing with God, being angry, crying and most importantly, healing. I found myself so in love with the Lord and cherished all that He was for me! My relationship with Him really needed that year to grow.
The following June, we found out our miracle, Peyton, was going to be joining us. Bryan and I prayed diligently for her name and sure enough, he gave us the perfect name for her. Peyton means “royalty” and we pray she always knows she is the daughter of the one True King. Riley means “valiant”. We want Peyton to be courageous and bold in her faith. Her name matches her personality perfectly.
After a few more losses, Bryan and I prayed and realized maybe God was possibly closing the door for us to have more children. We were completely okay as long as we stayed in His will. I know what your thinking, such a Christian thing to say; but I’m telling you, it is exactly what we prayed for.
6 weeks before finding out I was pregnant this time I had a very vivid dream. I was in the hospital and they told me couldn’t leave until I delivered my baby boy. I was so confused because I didn't know I was pregnant. I began to visit people explaining I was confused and they prayed over me. As they prayed I began to believe I was having a baby. As I went to deliver my son the nurses told me my baby's name. I woke up abruptly and wrote down every second of my dream. The only thing I couldn't remember was my baby’s name. I can tell you, I was super frustrated for several reasons. I wasn't quite sure what the Lord was telling me in the dream (could of been so many things) and over all things I wanted to know that baby’s name.
After finding out I was pregnant this time we decided to just take everything one day at a time. Praying not to live in fear of loosing our baby but just resting in His perfect peace and plan. We received that peace and truly felt the Lord walking us through the journey.
Our biggest shock was that this little one is a boy! Thing is - we hadn't really thought of any boys’ names. I found myself going thru a list with 700 pages of names. I wrote several down with the meanings of each name. Bryan had the big job. Eliminating one name a week. At least by the time our little guy was born he would have a name.......hopefully! I struggled because I knew the Lord had named him and I just needed to remember! I prayed the Lord would give me my dream again but He didn't.
