I’d been waiting on God for the blessing of fruitfulness since 2020. Then God answered our prayers in August 2021. We were happy that God had answered us. Since then, my husband didn’t allow me do any house chores. I was just resting.
When I was 7weeks gone I just decided to sweep our living room because I felt it was a bit dusty. That was how I started spotting. I was rushed to the hospital. I was admitted and placed on strict bed rest for about 2 weeks. Still, that did not save the foetus. We lost it. It was such a painful experience. More painful was the evacuation process. I felt so bad and terrible and I felt more angry at the devil for stealing our blessings.
Then another series of waiting happened again. Since that October, 2021, there was no conception. We kept on waiting on God. Every time my menstrual period came, it was always a sorrowful time.
JUICY JULY 2022 came and I decided to add it to my prayer requests list again.
Before then, Mama told me I was going to be one of the people to prepare the bulletin. Knowing fully well that it’s a great privilege to be a blessing to God’s people, I accepted. As I was seeking the face of God on what to prepare, I heard the word SHOUT! I couldn’t relate as it sounded somehow. The general theme was centered around showers, how come I’m hearing SHOUT. I kept praying and then God made it clear and even gave Bible passages to back it up. The time I was preparing the bulletin, Holy Spirit made me practicalize it. I shouted for joy. Oh. I didn’t know that was my victory shout that crumbled the wall of Jericho of barrenness in my life 😭😭😭🙌🏼🙌🏼🙌🏼.
I sent the prepared bulletin to Mama hoping that it bless lives because I was just skeptical about it. To me, it wasn’t like a prayer bulletin but who was I to question God and how he decides to bless his people🙌🏼
As the devil will have it, while the juicy July program was going on, my period came again. This time around, I cried. No! I wailed. I was so devastated 😭😭😭. Then, I decided to turn my wailing to prayers. I had never prayed that much wailing before.
Then JUICY JULY day 21 came, the bulletin was titled SHOUTING OF THE SHOWERED. I prayed with the bulletin and did another series of shouting. I shouted so much that day ehn😂. I’m sure the Holy Spirit just wanted to make something out of that which looks foolish to man.
On July 31st, the first message I received was from Mama telling me congratulations 🎉. I believed and accepted it as what the word really means.
August came, we went for RCCG convention. During the convention, my husband told me that he feels I’m pregnant. I just dismissed his words somehow.
We came back from the convention and I decided to do the urine home test even though it wasn’t yet time to miss my period. Lo and behold, I saw two red lines. I couldn’t believe my eyes.
I couldn’t fathom the fact that God held my baby in his hands while I went through the stress of traveling to camp for convention, the stress of the convention itself and especially the prayer walk which was a very long distance and nothing happened to the baby. While the last one I miscarried was due to the fact that I swept our small living room…ahhh🙌🏼🙌🏼😭😭. It was beyond me😭.
Jehovah overdo, the God of BUD did it.
The period of pregnancy was challenging but God gave us overwhelming victory.
To God be the glory, our bundle of joy arrived March 2023🙌🏼🙌🏼🙌🏼
He turned our sorrow to joy.
He took away the pain of barrenness and gave us a beautiful bundle of blessings.
He turned our mockery to congratulations 🙌🏼😭
O so yeye wa di ayeye😭😭😭
To him be all the glory 🙌🏼🙌🏼🙌🏼