This story had it’s beginning many years ago. A young girl (about the age of 18 or 19) that worked where I worked was very torn up about something. I got a chance to speak with her privately. She was deeply troubled about an abortion she had. I prayed with her that God would do a re-creative miracle in her and give back the same soul and spirit to new flesh. (I know I’m pushing some theological boundaries her). We prayed for a miracle “do over” of sorts.
The next time I saw her she was all “smiles”. She soon left work on maternity leave. She sent some pictures but we never saw her again.
A decade later my daughter miscarried, I spoke with my daughter on the phone as I was going to see her in a few days. As soon as I hung up the phone God started bringing the memory of that young girl back to my remembrance.
During the time we were on the phone, my daughter kept hearing a little girls voice saying, “Don’t give up on me mommy.” It continued until we met and prayed together in person.
We prayed that same prayer I prayed with that young girl from my work. My daughter soon became pregnant again.
Alyssa was born and when she began to speak she was obsessed with the sky and flying. Just before turning two finally she got it all out.
Her little voice explained about the family in the sky:“Alyssa with mommy and daddy, Alyssa fly away to her family in the sky, then Alyssa fly back to mommy and daddy, and mommy was very,very happy!” Once she finally got it out she stopped obsessing about flying and never spoke of it again.
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