BVOV Magazine 2013 - present

Faith to Believe! Danita Brooks tucked in her blouse and slipped into her shoes. Taking a seat to await the doctor who had examined her, she tried not to fidget. She didn’t expect anything to be wrong. She’d always been healthy; it just took some people longer to get pregnant than others. She should know. She’d heard the story so often she knew it by heart. Her parents had married in 1955, hoping to have children soon. They’d waited 17 heartbreaking years before Danita was born. When other young women were marrying and starting families, Danita had earned a bachelor’s degree and then moved to Atlanta where she earned a master’s in English. During those years, she had volunteered to help with the deaf ministry at her church by learning to sign. By the time she’d finished work on her master’s and moved back to Maryland, Danita had become so proficient in sign language that she enjoyed two careers. On Tuesday and Thursday, she taught English at a college where she worked as a professor. On Monday, Wednesday and Friday, she drove to another college where, instead of teaching, she signed to interpret the lectures for deaf students. So what if she’d been a bit older than some women by the time she married? The fact that her mother had finally conceived was an encouragement. The difference between her and her mother was age. At 35, if it took Danita 17 years to conceive, she would be 52 years old when her first child was born. Not as old as Abraham’s wife, Sarah. But still…. The door opened and the doctor walked into the room. Danita looked up and smiled. “Did you find any reason why I haven’t gotten pregnant?” “Look,” the doctor said, “a woman is born with all the eggs she’ll ever have. That means your eggs are 35. Your eggs are old!” Signs and Wonders “When I walked out of the exam room, I filed that information where I felt it belonged,” Danita remembers. “I refused to buy into the idea that I was too old to conceive. One of my friends in her early 40s was pregnant with twins. Another friend who was almost 40 was pregnant. I didn’t believe my eggs were too old. “With nothing else to do, I went home determined to pray and be patient. A year and a half later, I still hadn’t conceived. In the fall of 2009, I got an email from a friend in Alabama. He explained that interpreters for the deaf were needed for Kenneth Copeland’s Washington, D.C. Victory Campaign and asked if I would be interested in helping. I’d heard of Kenneth and Gloria, but hadn’t ever listened to them preach. I thought it sounded interesting, so I agreed to help.” Danita had no idea that one message in particular that she would hear during the three-day meeting was about to change her life—forever! Her fingers flew as Danita worked to keep up with the anointing flowing from Kenneth Copeland as he preached. In sign language, she explained a dream he’d had. In the dream, Jesus had walked up to Brother Copeland and held out a big plate of cookies. “Have a cookie!” Jesus said. Brother Copeland understood that the platter of cookies represented those things he desired to receive from the Lord by faith. He realized that he couldn’t have a cookie unless he took a cookie. NOV '13 : BVOV : 11

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