Going through the oven (part 1)

This last few weeks, I have been trying to figure out what God is doing in my life.

A few years ago, I realized God had given me a gift of prophecy. I do not know when it was given, or how much time elapsed before I acknowledged it. What I did know was that there was no humanly possible way to know the things I started learning about other people.

Shortly after that, Dennis Bourns -pastor of the Vineyard in Glendale, AZ prophetized over me while we were in a church planting conference in Mexico City.
It sounded delicious and atrocious all at the same time. I don't have an exact recollection of the details but the main idea was... I was to be made into chocolate chip cookies (that is the delicious part) God was stirring a prophetic calling into my life and as all chocolate chip cookies, I was to go through a mixer, in which the dough would get very well worked over. Soon after that, chocolate chips would be added. I was to be shaped into very specific cookies... and I would go through the oven. He mentioned this was to happen in about 3 years, but wasn't particularly sure about the timing.

This was three and a half years ago.
Whoever has walked with God for some time will know that "being shaped", "going through the fire", or "being worked over" aren't synonymous of pleasurable times.

Not to make a very long story too long, this are the major points of what has happened in the last three and a half years:

• I recommited my life to Jesus in a significant every-day way
• I left my family, my city.. my country
• I finished a very difficult bachelors degree in Political Science with hopes of a good public office but didn't even get to have a short time job
• I got married (yipee)
• We had problems obtaining a permanent resident card
• I was pregnant, and had hyperemesis gravidarum (excessive 'morning sickness') which kept me in full fast (one meal per week if I was lucky) and bedridden for a few months
• I developed a very rare yet awful allergy. Aquagenic pruritus. I am allergic to water. Yes I can drink water.. I can't have any humidity, water or sweat touching the skin of my legs and arms, Yes, that means I can't bathe without major trauma. It's so rare that there aren't any medications or medical treatments to go through
• Because of the aquagenic pruritus I was very depressed. I gained weight because of my inability to exercise. I was alienated because I live in a humid city and can't be outdoors if it's a humid day
• I had a beautiful daughter (the best ever!)
• I got pregnant
  
  ...to be continued