Finally a peace was coming over me.......

I am getting excited for the first time and I am liking it! Our bags are packed, Joey has taken the week off from work and the kids are here at home. Everything is in place. Now it is Sunday the 30th and we are having a breakfast at church that I put together for our youth, that had been on a camping trip, and their parents , hoping to reach some of the families that have no home church. We are small, but we have a huge heart at Skypointe. Everything was going pretty well. Kids were streaming in and parents were staying. It was a great service. During the middle of the worship time I broke down and began to cry frantically. I couldn't catch my breath and the walls of the church seemed to be closing in around me. It was all hitting me at once. This was it. I was going to go and have my baby who's fate was in the hands of the Lord and I didn't know if I would be able to see her eyes open, or hear her cry, or even tell her that I love her just once. It was the beginning of the end to me and I was in a panic. I left the service and excused myself into the back room where Miss Lillian and G'ma Jo and Joey came in to comfort me and reassure me that God was in control and that I needed to trust him. I gathered myself together and went back into the service.
Joey and I had talked about having the church have a special prayer for Rabecca that happened to fall on that particular Sunday. After the service was over Pastor Scott asked those who would to please stay for a very important prayer and to my surprise everyone stayed. He pulled up a chair in front of the congregation and asked me to come and sit down. I did and he told everyone that I was his sister-in-law and that the prayer he wanted to have was for my unborn baby. He asked me to tell what this prayer was for and I couldn't speak, so Joey told everyone that the baby was terminal and gave them a brief, but thorough description of what was going to happen today. After Joey told our story, Pastor Scott asked anyone who was willing to come up front and place their hands on me and we were going to have a mass prayer for Rabecca's life. To my amazement everyone in the church, even people I has never met before came to the chair where I was sitting and placed their hands on me and the baby and prayed like I have never heard people pray before. There wasn't a dry eye in the sanctuary when we were through. These people that I knew and a lot that I had never met in my life were praying for my little girl's life! It was an amazing thing. I literally felt the presence of Jesus in that room. My sister-in-law sat in front of me and held my hands. It was the strangest thing I have ever felt in my life. I felt a calmness come over me and the fear began to leave me. All these weeks of wanting this feeling and now I was finally getting it. When the prayer was over and I began to stand up, people surrounded me and whispered to me that they loved me and that they were going to continue to pray for me and lil Becca. It was an incredible feeling.
I went home and got my things together, got Rabecca's bags and we headed to the hospital. It was so surreal, almost like I was watching someone else walk in the hospital and begin a terrifying journey. I checked in and they took me to my room and handed me a gown. I looked at the nurse and told her that I had my own pj's until the induction tomorrow. "Oh honey we are going to begin the induction around 7 pm tonight." "WHAT? I was under the impression that this would all begin in the morning not tonight. I wanted to make sure the kids and the grandparents could come. This was too early to begin the labor process. " I said. "Nope we are ready to start tonight". Now Joey and I are making phone calls to everybody that we could think of. "Be ready when I call you." We were telling people. "It may be sooner that we thought." We were on pins and needles. I tried everything I could to prolong the beginning of all of this. "I haven't eaten yet." I told the nurse hoping that would buy me a little longer. Well it didn't work. She told Joey to hurry up and go downstairs and grab me something to eat, because at 6:00pm we were going to begin the induction.
I know that the Lord knew my heartache, because for some reason it was gone and all I was , was excited, still a little nervous, but I was excited. Something in my heart told me that it was going to be okay. I listened to my heart..........