You Went Through It For Someone Else


Throughout being pregnant and now having Kait in my life – I think back to everything I went through with Elijah and I question “why”. Not in a bad way, only, what purpose did God have for everything I went through… Besides my own faith building exercise – I believe we go through things for other people. I am a firm believer that every situation touches more than just you. In a series of events, numerous people are somehow put to the test or given instruction or just rekindled with the Lord in one way or another. When I chose an OBGYN to go to while pregnant with Eli, I chose Tanner Medical Center in Villa Rica. The very first woman I came in contact with there ended up being the very woman I realized a year and a half later would be one of the reasons I went through it all. And for the outcome I was able to be used in, it was all worth it. Every tear. Every moment of disappointment. Every joy filled tear. Every celebration.

Over the year and a half this woman saw us go through the ups and downs of going through a miscarriage, trying again (and succeeding obviously) and going through the pregnancy with Kait. At the end of it all, I had developed an amazing relationship with this woman. I sent her an email thanking her for everything she had done in our stay at the hospital and throughout the 10 months of seeing her. In an email back, she wrote these words:

“You have been truly a reminder and inspiration on how deep our faith and belief in God should be in all things…  …Thank you for pointing out my calling – it has been a long journey to get me here but I am finally fulfilling the will of God for my life.”

Everything I went through – while in the moment some of which was emotionally draining and overly exciting – was absolutely worth it. What we experience is not limited to just us.

To this woman… you are amazing. Your smile brought me through a lot. You made me comfortable in many uncomfortable moments, lol. You stand out above the rest in your calling and you will influence so many others. I pray blessing upon blessing for you and hope God expands His plans for you! I can truly say I love you from the bottom of my heart. You were quite an influence on me and helped me to see silver linings where I only saw nothing. Thank you for being in my life and for being so incredible!

So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God.
I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand. 
-Isaiah 41:10

And Baby Makes Three


We are excited to announce an addition to the Getchell family. Most already know, but for those who don’t, SURPRISE! lol After going through the trials of Elijah (click the link for what happen) I was not excited when I found out we were pregnant. I’m being honest whether you like it or not. I can remember the morning I took a test (December 24th) and it said “pregnant”. I lay in bed for four hours asking God “why”? I didn’t want to be pregnant. Life had gotten back to just Shane and I and I liked it that way. It took me a few weeks to become open to the idea – not that I had much of a choice – and to fight back fear of everything that had happen with Elijah. We told our family and even put it out on public blast in a step of faith it was not going to be like Elijah. After our first “proof” sonogram it all changed. I saw a little individual made up of  both Shane and I. Our DNA, our characteristics, our mannerisms, our looks but God’s HOLY touch. It’s such a blessing the Lord knows us better than we know ourselves. God knew it was good timing for Shane and I regardless of what I thought. When we conceived in November… I had already ovulated. How’s that for God deciding when it’s time?!?! How could I not want a child that God personally decided it was time for us to have? It tells me that the timeline which will fall out for our child will be filled with divine appointments for all three of us. If even one month later we had conceived – imagine the moments that might not happen…

God knows what He is doing when we trust Him. When you are living for Him – all things work for good. I’m excited now and happy GOD knows what is best for me. I never want to miss out on a blessing sent from Him!

And we know that God causes all things to work together for good to those who love God, to those who are called according to His purpose. – Romans 8:28


My Child, The Deliverer (Part 6 – Final)


Faith isn’t always what it seems. You have heard me say that faith is taking a step at a time without knowing if the next step in the staircase even exists. What you don’t think about is where the steps you take that form the staircase take you. We assume it is taking us straight ahead to the preconceived idea in our mind. In reality, the staircase has curved a little more with each step leading us somewhere completely different then our preconceived idea.

1 Timothy 6:12

12 Fight the good fight of the faith. Take hold of the eternal life to which you were called when you made your good confession in the presence of many witnesses.

The Lord asked if I was willing to sacrifice my child to Him… I couldn’t answer at first. What mother would? But it was a question I had to answer. I have two choices. I could kick and scream and tell Him I’m not doing it – or I can submit to my God and tell Him yes. Having those two choices, I could just pick the better of the two and move on but I want more than that. I want to obey Him, listen to Him and love Him. Sacrificial giving is one of the best ways you can honor the Lord. My second thought, “if God can give His son for me, why can’t I give my son for Him?” It was the most difficult decision I have ever had to make – and come to be able to make.

God has confirmed to me He has taken Elijah home. This has been a wonderful yet pain staking process to go through. My flesh cries, hurts and lacks understanding of why… No one will ever know what it feels like to lose a child you never got to hold, kiss, love on or look at. I will never hear him cry. I will never see him smile. I will never feel the touch of him held closely to my chest. I will never change his diapers and comfort him when he needs his mother. But those are earthly things. What I do have is conformation he is with Jesus. I know he will never suffer heartbreak or loss. I will always be a mother to him. I will get to see him again. I have faith that God knows what He is doing.

I will never know if the Lord would have allowed me to keep Elijah had I said “no” to His question. But I know it would not have been His plan therefore it would not have been blessed. You see, God is a gentleman and gives us free will to make our own decisions. God’s plans don’t always make sense to us. But you can count on God being there to rescue us. Love on us. Defend us. When you sacrifice what is closest to you – you are blessed for it. The most important message of this entire experience is this… Through my mouth in the name of Jesus He gave me the power to speak a child into being. That’s the power of our God. Exercise your faith.

Remember:

My son, do not forget my teaching, but keep my commands in your heart, for they will prolong your life many years and bring you peace and prosperity.

  1. Let love and faithfulness never leave you; bind them around your neck, write them on the tablet of your heart.
  2. Then you will win favor and a good name in the sight of God and man.
  3. Trust in the LORD with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding.
  4. In all your ways submit to him, and he will make your paths straight.

My Child, The Deliverer (Part 3)


Well here we are on the third installment of what is becoming Eli‘s testimony. This child is already speaking to people and doesn’t even know it yet. I have had more people stop me, talk to me, email me, and call me than ever before. People I don’t even know. I received a heart wrenching message last night from a girl I went to high school with. She told me the was diagnosed with something (I can’t remember exactly the term) but it caused her not to be able to have children and she wants one desperately. It broke my heart. This girl was one of the sweetest girls I had met in high school – and to deprive someone of a longing like that just doesn’t seem fair. But our God is still on His throne and can allow her to carry and bare a child. She said she had lost all hope until reading these blogs. Sometimes, when done in the right state of heart, sharing your trials can be life altering to someone else 🙂

Part 1 & Part 2 can be read here.

Part 3 begins with the doctor’s appointment on Tuesday. This was a scheduled appointment but ended up being a follow-up appointment as well from the hospital visit 2 days prior. We walked in the office, signed in and waited. It was our turn – we made our way back and I gave a urine specimen as I had for every other visit. (Sorry – but it’s vital to the story, lol) We sat in a room waiting for our nurse/doctor to come in laughing with each other about models sitting on the counter and posters on the walls, making light of yet another appointment where I will have to give blood again. Shane knew I was nervous. The nurse/doctor finally comes in with a perplexed look on her face and begins questioning me on how I found out I was pregnant, why I think I am pregnant, etc… I filled her in on the blood test from my primary care physician. She told us she would need a copy of those. Finally we asked why all the questions… my pregnancy test via urine was negative. (How’s that for trying to burst our bubble!) The nurse/doctor finished the physical exam and sent us to a separate building for blood work.

Oh, the blood work. Giving blood for the 7th time in 3 weeks… so NOT my favorite thing! They drew 10 viles of blood for a prenatal panel and for another quantitative blood test. (This is the number that keeps increasing during pregnancy).  Now we just waited for results.

On Wednesday afternoon around 4:45pm, I called the office to find out the results. They told me I needed to come in tomorrow for some more blood work that my levels didn’t increase like they wanted. Without thinking, I hung up the phone to call my husband and my boss about leaving work early. No specifics were discussed except they would perform a progesterone and thyroid test.

On Thursday, I went to the OB office for my paperwork (which wasn’t ready) and then to the same building to have my blood drawn (for the 8th time! HA) . Except, the lab told me I couldn’t have it done here this time (something regarding it being after 3pm) I had to go to yet a different building. So off I went – not an easy trek in stilettos! ha I signed in and waited what seemed liked eternity. The receptionist called my name and when she saw me said, “Haven’t you already been here once today?” I replied, “No ma’am.” She said, “I swear I saw you.” “Nope!” I said laughing. While in her office I asked her about a diagnosis code on my paperwork. She explained they have to put a diagnosis code to match what blood work is being done. So I asked her what mine was? (I didn’t put two and two together til now) but she said “You can come around and read it, but I’m not speaking it”. As I walked around her desk, her computer screen read “SPONTANEOUS ABORTION”. They were trying to say I was miscarrying. My response? “My Jesus will prevail. I’m not worried about it”. To my shock and awe the receptionist said – “Say it again!” I repeated myself. I was able to share my story thus far – she stood in agreement with me for Elijah.

The woman actually drawing my blood came around the corner to get me and said the exact same thing the receptionist did! “Haven’t you already been here once today?” I replied, “No ma’am” while laughing again. “I know I have seen you” the nurse said. FAVOR! THAT IS FAVOR!!!!! I was able to share my story with her as well and SHE TOO stood in agreement with me for Elijah.

I called Shane as I was leaving and he asked if I had found out my levels from Tuesday (the reason they were bringing me back in on Thursday). He asked me to call – the results? Sunday I was at 656. Tuesday I was at 525. I had dropped 131 points in my blood count. But I still wasn’t worried. To take another physical step of faith, Shane ordered half the nursery (the other half is on back order so we couldn’t order it)

You think this story can’t get better but it’s totally about to blow your mind…

Church began like every other service at 7pm on a Thursday evening. The Spirit was there, moving and dancing, filling people up. I stood on my front row pew with eyes shut and hands raised and heard a message being given in tongues. (See … for reference). When the interpretation came I fell forward sobbing harder than I have ever sobbed. (This is paraphrased because I can’t remember it verbatim).

“I am who I am I am. Remember the things I have spoken to you. My hand will prevail no matter what”.

WOW! God spoke to us! About Elijah. I can’t explain how you know it’s for your except, you literally just know. So did people in our church. Not too long after that a second message was given in tongues! Again for us! The interpretation? (Again paraphrased)

“I am who I am who I am. Do not listen to the test results for I have spoken. It is done!”

Honestly, what more can I say than that? I was told by someone who sees in the spirit realm, God himself stood up on the second message – pointing in anger because of what people (doctors I’m assuming) were saying. We went home in absolute awe of what God had done for us.

We received the results from Thursday’s tests. The nurse told me “your levels have continued to drop and you are currently miscarrying”. I kindly said, “I’m sorry but I don’t believe you.”  God spoke… Do not believe the tests. So we aren’t 🙂 Elijah is coming regardless of what the enemy is trying. He WILL speak to the nations, he WILL grow to a young Samuel and he WILL be a prophet and deliverer for the Lord. God’s nourishing HIS child. Eli is God’s son — not ours.