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I remember feeling I wasn’t a “whole woman” because I couldn’t give my husband the blessing of a child... (wrong thinking, huh?).
    But John, because of the way he was raised, just didn’t operate in fear or doubt. And I had no problem believing God for healing because of the teaching I had been exposed to, and because He had healed me of things before. Nonetheless, focus on the physical healing I needed to be able to conceive, the waiting, doctors’ opinions and discouragement all took a toll on my faith.
    By the West Coast Believers’ Convention in Anaheim, California, in 1991, I was becoming discouraged. But that year, Kenneth prophesied over me: “Because of your faith, the Word has taken root in you, and it won’t be too much longer.”
    John and I knew that it was God Who had placed in us the desire to have a family. Truly believing we received, we confessed God’s promise and thanked Him for it daily. Every time we prayed over our food, John and I would say aloud, “Father, I thank You that Marty’s pregnant. We have a perfect child.”
    I continued to let God show me new ways to sow seeds for the specific things I was believing for. I gave a baby shower to honor and bless a friend, but knew I was sowing into my harvest as well. I made a conscious decision to sow more love into the lives of the children around me.
    Despite all of this, I needed a breakthrough. When I asked God what was wrong, His answer was not a formula. It was not that I was “missing it.” It was that I wasn’t seeking Him enough. I wasn’t pressing in with my faith in every area possible. I had only focused my faith in the area of healing, and because of the discouragement, I was beginning to waver.
    Shortly after Kenneth prophesied to me, my turnaround came. God gave John’s grandmother a word for me—the story of Hannah being delivered from childlessness to give birth to Samuel (1 Samuel 1).
    While I was already standing on many scriptures, this revelation particularly ministered to me. Daily, as I read Hannah’s story and prayed her prayer, the revelation grew stronger in me that God is no respecter of persons. I got mad at the devil. I stayed in his face with the fact that God loved me as much as He loved Hannah. I repeatedly said aloud that if God would do that for Hannah, He’ll do it for me. I said of friends who had conceived, if God would do that for her, He’ll do it for me. And I thanked Him and praised Him for it.
    God met me where I was. I no longer focused entirely on healing for my body, but on the reality that God is no respecter of persons. Daily, my faith grew stronger.
    Within two months I was pregnant. On April 7, 1992, Courtney was born. John, who had encouraged me through every bad report, spoke the same words he had confessed at every meal: “She’s perfect.”
    Continuing to believe for a child is truly a faith battle, whether you have waited three years or 10. It’s not easy, and is often emotionally painful. If you are wrestling with this and you’re doing all you know to do, then regroup. Look for new areas to apply your faith. God will meet you where you are and take up any slack necessary for you to receive your manifestation.
    Children are the right of a marriage in covenant with God (Deuteronomy 28:11), and God is no respecter of persons. What He has done for others, He will surely do for you.

Chapter 6
    Ian Britza
    A Force to Be Reckoned With
    “Now no chastening for the present seemeth to be joyous, but grievous: nevertheless afterward it yieldeth the peaceable fruit of righteousness unto them which are exercised thereby.”
    —Hebrews 12:11
    I’m an Australian, and I love the United States. One thing I’ve noticed about these two countries is the special bond they have had in times of conflict. American soldiers even like to fight alongside Australians—because they’re good.
    There’s a reason Australian troops are considered some of the best soldiers in the world. The government