To my little promise fulfilled,
Before you were conceived you were purposed.
I was 15 years old when Holy Spirit showed me a dream of you, and I have held that promise dear to my heart ever since.
In the dream I was older and mature like a real woman. I was standing in the center of a circle made up of instruments, and worshipers all praising the Lord and right in front of me stood a little girl, maybe about 4 years old, dancing and worshiping with such a passion that I had never seen before. As she began to spin around time started to move fast. She began to grow up, and the words 'perpetual praise' kept being spoken.
As I watched this little girl, completely in awe of her, I heard Holy Spirit whisper to me,
"She is yours and you will call her Mila." whoa..
Everything about you, yes YOU, made me speechless. Your hair, your eyes (such beautiful eyes) and your spirit was so captivating. You looked like me, but different and that was a crazy thing to experience!
One of the first things I did after I had that dream was look up the meaning of the name Mila. What I found was beautiful... Gracious and dear; Miracle and favor... And boy just how accurate those meanings would end up being! Your name was hand picked by Yahweh and perfectly made for you... Looking back now, I can see how all of my hills and valleys had to line up in order for you to be born. Your name spoke truth to promise fulfilled and I can never thank yahweh enough for blessing me with you. Now if I didn't believe that the dream of you I had at 15 was prophetic, I definitely believed it now! haha.. It is just too perfect to be coincidental.
So at 15 years old I began to pray for my husband because I knew that there was someone out there that would be the other half of you and I so badly wanted to know him. What would he be like? What parts of you will come from him and how on earth will I ever be deserving of someone who had a hand in making such a precious little girl?
I fell in love with your daddy 5 years later, and the rest is history!
Fast forward a few years and a bit of heartache later, and Holy Spirit wakes me up from a deep sleep.
"You are pregnant."
My heart sank a little because I was afraid of losing you the way I lost my previous pregnancies, but this time was different. This time it was as if Yahweh's words echoed in the atmosphere and I knew that there was nothing that could stop His divine plan to bring you to the earth.
I spent nine months fighting for my seed! Praying for you and your purpose and most importantly, I was praying for healing in my life so that I could be the best mother I can be.
That has been the most rewarding part thus far. Pushing myself to finally let go of heaviness so that I could boldly carry you until it is time for you to pursue your own destiny.
The day you were born was the most monumental day of my life. It was the day that I was a part of something that was bigger than myself. It was the day that purpose was born earth side and I am so honoured to have been apart of it.
You made my dream come true the moment you entered into the world. You made me a mommy and that in itself has brought a tremendous amount of healing to my life.
You are the little girl from my dream. Even though you are so teeny tiny right now, I can feel it. I can feel your purpose. And Im so excited to see you grow up into the little worshiper I saw. Unashamed and full of love for the Father.
I promise to love you with a love that knows no fear. With a love that knows no anger or hurt. I promise to to be your safe place and comforter. To always listen before I react and to always be there for you no matter how hard the wind blows. You are a tiny piece of me and I promise to protect you the way I always wanted to be protected... I'll be here. <3
Mila Daisy, you are so loved.
Not only by your daddy and I, but by your Heavenly Father. Never forget that.
I cannot wait to see how Yahweh will use you.
"Before I formed you in the womb I knew you, before you were born I set you apart; I appointed you as a prophet to the nations."