After this calm and enlightened analysis of the situation we were going through, I shared my thoughts with my husband. I remember that, given the seriousness of it all, I had sent him an email in which I explained what I had understood and that, from then on, I considered that chapter closed. The situation had especially led him to reflect on the power of the words we speak. We had agreed not to have a child before the following year, and to him, the strength of our words was not to be taken lightly in this matter.

By mutual agreement, we buried death that day. It may sound odd, but for us, that’s what it was: a painful experience that we laid to rest, after drawing all the lessons we could from it. We never brought it up again.

When I understood that my body was created to give life, I spoke to my womb. I spoke with authority, not negotiating, but giving direction to the body under my responsibility, and I blessed it. Since our words have the power to come to pass, I spoke well of my womb and my entire reproductive system. I called them blessed, fertile, fruitful, bearers of God’s purposes, carriers of great destinies. I told them they were made for life, and life alone. I consecrated them to the purposes of the Almighty. As I had spoken, so it would be.

With this renewed trust in God—who had answered me and brought clarity—and with a womb blessed and sealed in Him, the next morning, Sunday, I put on my best dress, and my husband and I went to church. I remember that during the entire time of praise, I danced and jumped for joy.

I had to make a decision and reaffirm that I was repentant but not driven by guilt and regret. My spirit could grasp this truth, but all my soul wanted was to be alone and cry. So I did as David did when he had to stir up his soul to do what was right, to align himself with the right decisions.

“Why are you cast down, O my soul, and why are you in turmoil within me? Hope in God, for I shall again praise Him, my salvation and my God.“ — Psalm 42:5

Someone told me I was glowing. And yes, I was! I had just come out of the pit of death, ignorance, and distress, and my future was in the hands of the One who loves me more than anyone or anything. I wanted heaven and earth to see me praising the God who answers when we call on Him. He does not punish us as our sins deserve; instead, He is always good and compassionate.

In my momentum, I realized I had not even needed a curettage or any inappropriate medical procedure. All I could now see were reasons to give thanks, and I was overflowing with gratitude. Hallelujah!

This text is an excerpt from the book “I DREAMED OF GIVING BIRTH IN PEACE” written by Linda KOUCHOU.

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