Today’s testimony comes from a woman who is one of my oldest, dearest friends. I have had the privilege of witnessing her journey through its ups and downs, and of seeing her faith prevail, time and time again. She carries a love and a worship for Jesus that have inspired and influenced so many, and I believe it’s because she is humble and honest about her weaknesses and imperfections – about her deep need for God. He has rewarded that humility and need with an outpouring of His grace which has met her in her most broken places with healing and strength, and I have seen her arise, radiant with His love, time and time again.
It has been a great joy for me to know her and to see Christ working in her, and I am delighted to share this story with you today. It is a testimony of the overcoming of shame, and the triumph of mercy. It is the story of how death tried to bury the promises of God, but how love resurrected those same promises, and set my dear friend back on the path of life. May it minister to you in every way God intends!
“My name is Brenda Rice and this is my Resurrection story…
The story I have to tell is about my babies. This is a serious and painful story to tell, but I will tell you of my victory in it.
I was young, about 20, and scared when I first did it. It happened again when I was 33 years old, and twice more besides. I had an abortion. In total, I had 4 abortions, and carried the shame and grief of each one with me through the years of my life.
For all of those years I beat myself up with condemnation. You could say I hated myself for it. But when I was 38 I was healed by God, and I stopped beating myself up. Yet, although I carry a deep love for my babies and trusted in the healing of God for my heart, I still saw my babies through the lens of abortion and death, which left me with irreparable grief.
This year, however, I went with a friend to a Sozo meeting, which is an inner healing prayer session. There the Lord opened me up and planted in me a beautiful revelation, bringing still more healing. He told me all that was taken or broken has been given back to me! He gave me new eyes, so that now when I see my babies, they are singing and dancing with Jesus. Jesus gave me a beautiful description of each one of my babies in heaven. Here’s just a glimpse of them: one has sandy hair and freckles, and one has red hair and big ears (he’s my baby boy).
I have no more shame, and no more condemnation. I gave those to Jesus! And in exchange for my deep mourning, which I’ve carried for more than 20 years, He has given me joy!
Through this time God gave me specific Scriptures as gifts for my grieving heart:
“The LORD your God is in your midst, a mighty one who will save;
He will rejoice over you with gladness; He will quiet you by his love;
He will exult over you with loud singing.” Zeph 3:17 (ESV)
“Ask me and I will tell you remarkable secrets you do not know about things to come.” Jeremiah 33:3 (NLT)
“Now the Lord is the Spirit, and where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is freedom.”
2 Cor 3:17
“But thank God! He gives us victory over sin and death through our Lord Jesus Christ.”
1 Cor 15:57 .
I thank you Jesus that you put my feet to dancing. I now dance over these graves with Jesus and my babies😁😁😁😍😍😍🤗🤗, singing, ‘I love you my sweet babies! Love, Mommy.’ I am filled up with God’s pure joy to overflowing. Thank you Jesus.”
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