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Our Story…

 

Many ask us where 12:01 Faith came from, even why our ministry is now called 12:01 Ministries.

So here is our full testimony!

 

Beginning of 2018, Kreig and I had discussed the idea of having another baby. He wasn’t so sure because of our finances, but I kept trying to convince him. 

The end of May/early June, during a worship service, God spoke to Kreig letting him know everything would be ok and that it was time…he told me that night he was ready for us to try and have another baby.

 

Fast forward a month…July 4, 2018 - we found out we were pregnant. The excitement we all had as a family was overwhelming. Bradyn was so excited to be a big brother again and Caydence was stoked to finally be a big sister!!! We made gifts to tell the grandparents they were gonna get to be grandparents again! We did it all!!!

 

July 23, 2018…we board a ship to take a week long cruise. However this cruise began with problems, fear, and a lot of praying. I started bleeding….I called my Dr, told him what was going on, but that we just got on a ship. He scheduled me to come in the day after we got back from our cruise. I spent this next week on our cruise in physical pain, cramps, and just all around emotional…but I knew everything would be ok. So I made the best of our trip.

 

We get back and we go to the Dr. They do a sonogram and my pregnancy was measured at 5 weeks and 2 days, but the Dr seemed concerned…told me to come back the next week. So I did. Measured me at 5 weeks and 2 days again.

The same thing the next week and the week after that. At this point, I should have been about 10 weeks pregnant, but still measuring at 5 weeks and 2 days. My blood work showed I was at 10 weeks pregnant, where I should be…but the baby was not growing with the pregnancy. No heartbeat. 

 

I went to the Dr week after week after week…every week, I measured at 5 weeks and 2 days. But my blood work continued to increase along with a healthy pregnancy. My sac never began to drop as if I was miscarrying. Everything lined up with a healthy pregnancy that was growing by the week…except for the baby itself. 

 

Anita had told us God gave her a vision of our baby…her vision was that she was holding a baby girl. God also gave her 2 words for us - MERCY and GRACE.

 

About 3 months into this, my Dr started telling me we needed to be considering a DNC for my own health. Every week, I refused. Every week, God would remind us everything would be ok. During these 3 months, I was in severe pain, emotional, didn’t understand why this was happening…but also believing every week we went back, that I would have a heartbeat. We just knew it! This week is the week for our miracle. But then it would be the same…5 weeks and 2 days.

 

We went to dinner with some good friends, Rex and Ladonna. We told them everything we’ve been dealing with and he told us this story of a time they were believing in something personal for them. They were waiting on this specific phone call they had to get by midnight…and they just knew they would get this call by 12:00. They knew it. 11:30 rolled around, 11:45, 11:50…but he knew it would happen. He still had til midnight. But then 12:00 hits, then 12:01…and he got frustrated and lost his faith. 

So he tells us this story, that really has nothing to do with what we’re specifically going thru, but this story became MY rhema word! It was a story of faith. It was a story that to me meant when it’s easy to give up, that’s when you really need to have faith the most. It’s easy to have faith in God when life is going great. But when life gets tough, when you get bad news from the dr, when you just don’t understand why things are happening and you just want to give up…THAT is when real faith begins! And for Rex, his faith should have kicked in at 12:01, when he didn’t get the call he was expecting. 

So at 12:01, when life is the darkest…our faith needs to kick in…because we KNOW the sun will rise, we KNOW that what the enemy intends for evil, God will turn around for our good.

 

So after hearing this story, we go back to the dr…and as I sat there waiting on the sonogram, I kept remembering my 12:01 faith…it didn’t matter what the dr told me…I still will have faith that everything will be ok!

Dr comes in - 5 weeks and 2 days. Still no heartbeat. 

So we go thru this for another 2 months. My dr tells me we can’t keep going like this. This isn’t normal. Most womens bodies naturally miscarry on their own approximately 2 weeks after losing the baby…and here I am 5 months later, sac still hasn’t dropped to even prepare for miscarriage, my blood work for my hormone levels has still been increasing with a growing pregnancy.

He tells me next week, I have to make a decision. I either do a DNC or I take the pill that causes my body to miscarry. So we leave and I just don’t know what to do. But I just keep trusting God.

We go back the next week…same thing. 5 weeks/2 days. I began to just cry because I know when my dr walks in my room, I have to make a decision. Kreig is texting his mom while we sit in the room and wait on the dr to come in. She keeps telling Kreig - just follow peace. At this point, I had no peace. I didn’t know what to do. But then, God speaks…we are reminded of the story of Abraham. At any point up the mountain, God could have provided a ram for Abraham to sacrifice instead of Isaac. But He didnt…He waited until that very last moment right before Abraham was going to sacrifice his son. He tested Abraham’s faith…and when He knew Abraham trusted Him fully, He provided his way out. God told Kreig sitting in the room…if you will stand for me, I will stand for you.

We knew what to do…the dr walks in, sits down, and tells me “you dont have to make a decision today.” I told him that I didn’t know his relationship with God, but my God is bigger than all of this. He says “I am here to support you and as long as you are healthy, then we will keep waiting.”

 

So we leave - I go back the next week for just blood work…Finally, on my way home that night alone, I began to cry and scream at God. I told Him that enough is enough…I am tired, I am tired of hurting mentally, physically, and emotionally. So it’s time to do something - whatever you are going to do, just do it! Either give my baby a heartbeat or just take her from me. Just please do something!!!!

 

The next morning, my body miscarried. Our long 5 months had finally come to an end. I cried, I screamed, I didn’t understand why…why all the words God had given us during that 5 months, and then I just lose the baby…why?

But even in all of that, I constantly told God - but I still trust you. My real faith is kicking in…THIS is my 12:01 moment.

 

2 weeks later, we found out we were pregnant again. This time, I carried a perfectly healthy baby boy.

 

Right before giving birth and the Dr laying this precious baby boy on my tummy, God spoke again…you are about to be rewarded for your faith! 

 

On October 1, 2019, we held the product of our faith in our arms…our 12:01 baby, Landon Blake Maxwell.

 

And we know one day, we will meet our Jensyn GRACE! 

(Jensyn means God has shown you favor and MERCY)

 

So 12:01 Ministries is about meeting people in their darkest moments, reminding you all that when it’s easy to give up hope, that’s when your real faith needs to kick in. Because God is bigger and better than any storm you will ever face in life!!