:::mandy dawson:::

So two weeks ago or so, I mentioned to that I had been to a prayer meeting that lasted from 10am-5:30pm.  It was an intense day and I was exhausted and had a headache afterwards, but I think that was from crying.

There was a special guest speaker at this prayer meeting, a man named Gordon Greive and his wife Judy, whom I had heard speak at the Shout of Judah Detroit Conference in May.  We didn't get a chance to meet at the conference, but he remembered me from the worship team.  So, he speaks during the first session about prophetic intercession, which sounds boring, but this man is anything but.  He is fiery and passionate and as he shares his experience there is an awakening in your spirit, like he fans the flames and you are thinking--"Oh, God, that I could interact with you like that."  Inspiring.

We broke for lunch and a few people were heading out when someone shared that Gordon offered to pray for those who were able to stick around for prayer.  I'm not usually one to sort of head to the front of the prayer line, but I had time and I wanted to stick around because I respect Gordon so much.  He placed people in two "hot seats" and began to pray and prophesy over each one.  It was exciting and encouraging. 

In true form, I waited until nearly the very end to sit in a hot seat.  When Gordon spoke to me, he talked about worship and music.  Then, He said God trusts me, which just blew my mind.  I mean I know I trust Him.  Gordon said God was inviting me (I'm paraphrasing all this with my own understanding...) to ask bigger than I've been asking.  I thought, "How could I ask any bigger than the conception and birth of a child that does not have the disease I carry." (If you don't know about this, email me and I'll fill you in.)

Then, he asked if I'm married?  Do I have children?  I look over at Sue, my mentor and she nodded her head.  I said, "I'm 7 weeks pregnant."  Gordon asked if I've prayed for this baby and I said, "yes."  Then, I told him that we've lost 3 babies and 2 pregnancies this year.  I'm crying.  This man knelt before me and looked into my eyes and spoke to me with compassion and such kindness.  I cried and cried and cried and as Gordon spoke, some of the weight of the miscarriages melted away from me.  He is one of only a few people who minister that have not pointed their finger at me and instructed me to search out what I need to do differently to prevent another miscarriage.  And trust me, I've searched and searched the heart of God and He always speaks his love and mercy to me.  As of that day, I felt a reckoning in me that the search was over and I would no longer look for things that I could have done to effect the outcome.  Instead, I will run headlong into God's love and mercy and declare my everlasting love for Him through every trial I experience.  To me, this is the glory of God, that a person could survive sorrow, grief, tribulation, and still love and believe and pursue God.

Gordon asked if he and his wife could pray over the baby and I said, "yes, absolutely".  Gordon explained what they were about to do comes from Zechariah 4:6-7 Not by might nor by power, but by My Spirit,’ Says the LORD of hosts. 7 ‘ Who are you, O great mountain? Before Zerubbabel you shall become a plain! And he shall bring forth the capstone With shouts of “Grace, grace to it!  So, in this passage, the word of the Lord was that by God's Spirit, the mountain which was insurmountable fell flat before him and became a plan with shouts of grace, grace.  You may have heard people say "Grace, grace to the mountain."  Which means God's grace through His Spirit helps us overcome impossible situations.

So, Gordon got behind me and Judy in front and they shouted "Grace. Grace." to the baby.  Everyone in the room joined in with shouts of "Grace.  Grace." to the baby. Then Gordon prayed and He asked for God grace to the baby.  Grace to be conceived and grace to be born.  Grace to be started and grace to be completed.

I left feeling so free and with such hope and love in my heart for this baby and gratefulness to God for using Gordon and Judy to minister to me.  Now, when I pray for our baby, I pray for grace, grace.  This is my little prayer.  "Grace to live.  Grace to grow.  Grace to be born perfect and whole.  Grace, grace, Baby.  Grace, grace, Baby."

The day I had bleeding, I knew that I am indeed asking God for the biggest miracle and most desperate cry of my heart.  I've not held back in asking for this baby's life.  Grace, grace, Baby.