The redemptive birth of Mordecai Onyx
Back in Sept 2020, I was a participant in an intimate inner healing weekend event. It was a God thing. I was the person who was able to fill one of three spots to receive ministry. I had an inner healing coach who walked with me through some unresolved traumas. At one particular part of the inner healing intensive, I saw in the spirit a treasure box with red gemstones and black gemstones. Yeshua said I could keep the black but had to untether from the red. The black stones were part of my legacy and birthright, I just didn’t have context for what they meant at the time.
After that event, I came home to my family and unknowingly added to our lineage by conceiving my third born child, second born son. Prior to this event, it was also prophesied I would have more children, which put my mama’s heart into a space of hope deferred.
My husband and I have lost children due to chronic illness, but I’m here to say, when the Lord gives you a word that you have tested over and over, it’s wise to trust him.
My son, Mordecai Onyx, is our promise baby who arrived June 9, 2021.
Over the last nearly ten months, I have engaged in generational redemption specifically within the lens of the birthing transition. Within the birth realm, there can be so many things happening spiritually at the same time. I’ve gone through renunciation after renunciation – renouncing covenants and oaths taken by generations previously that have shown up in my family line. One specific way Yeshua showed me to do this was to ask for the elements (earth, wind, water, fire) to be recalibrated into their original design specifically for the birthing process. Birth takes all the elements Creator made and uses them to bring forward new life.
Waters break.
Rings of fire felt.
Wind of God – Breath of life.
Earth for healing.
So, after doing the work of renunciations and repentance, I felt I had this idea of how redemption would unfold in my third birth.
The birth of my firstborn son had major curses attached- two car wrecks, to long challenges during labor… to moving across the state three days post-delivery – I felt as if I had done everything I knew to do for strategy to bring the goodness of God into delivery of my third child.
Nothing. Went. As. I. Expected.
This labor was harder.
This birth was longer.
The pain was deeper.
“I thought you said you were going to redeem this for me, God?! Where the hell are you? Why did you abandon me in this?”
30 hours of laboring.
I was expecting 4-5 hours being my third kid.
I’m recognizing that many times the redemption God promises us looks and feels entirely different than the redemption we expect. Provision for me was already there, I was just looking in the wrong treasure chest.
Around this point, was alerted to the dynamics of the land, which will be in part two of this blog post.