Excerpts of Remi's Testimony

We decided to go to an IVF specialist in St. Louis, USA. Several years earlier an acquaintance had suggested I see the particular Doctor as he was the one that pioneered the IVF process. I did register there, but never followed up. I was delighted when I returned there and saw they had kept my file. The first attempt did not work, but with hindsight I know why.

Please if any of you are holding anyone at all in unforgiveness, RELEASE THEM NOW! My miracle was right at my fingertips, yet because of the “small sin” of unforgiveness I did not receive it and my miracle was delayed for 2 more years. I shared the issue of the pain I had been caused by this person which was holding me bound with a pastor friend of mine and he prayed with me. A deep scream came from within me whilst we were praying and I knew that at last I had been delivered.

We must also be very prayerful when we are going through medicals. We must pray for God to take total control and the blood of Jesus to speak from beginning to end, so that He will lead the doctors to do what is right for you.

Apparently, on getting to the hospital a fibroid that had always been very small in my womb had grown very large and was sitting in the uterus exactly where the implantation of the eggs should take place. It was such a devastating news. After travelling all the way from Nigeria to the USA, the procedure could not take place and I had to wait for 6 months before the fibroids operation could be performed.

Another thing I would like to advise waiting women, particularly those going through medical procedures is that they must be completely relaxed. In the earlier years I was always so tense and stressed. I remember once I actually had to give myself pre IVF injections on a London bus once because I was so anxious to stick to the exact timing of the injections. I was that crazy. As I grew in the Lord, I began to relax and not worry so much anymore.

However, towards the end of 2006 when I realised that I would be turning 40 soon I became really depressed. I left Nigeria for London early December because I could not bear to hear the prayer “iwoyi amodun” (this time next year) for yet another year. On New Year's eve, I wanted to attend the Crossover Service of MFM. It was somewhere outside London so I booked a car on the internet so I could drive there. When I wanted to pick up the car I realised that the pick up point was by some crazy mistake in Scotland and as I couldn't get another car, I decided to go to RCCG Jesus House's watch night service which was nearer to me.

I was sitting in the overflow, but a friend of mine, a worker in the church saw me on the screen and insisted I must sit in front. As wewalked to the front, at the edge of every single row was a baby in a chair seat and it was as if my heart was cutting to pieces. I prayed with a vengeance that night and I resolved with the Lord, it will be the last year anyone would pray that prayer “iwoyi amodun” for me. I heard God speak, He said “I have heard you”. A peace indeed like a river, enveloped my soul and I began to dance like a mad person, moving from aisle to aisle, one auditorium on to another. Oh how I danced with joy and victory into the new year of 2007!

Earlier, in April 2005, Sis. Yewande had invited me to the dedication of her book God's Waiting Room. Pastor Bimbo Odukoya ministered to all the Waiting Women on that day and she spent an unusually long time with me. I had been a faithful attendee of the Fruit of the Womb Class of the Married Women's Fellowship in the earlier years of my marriage when we still lived in Gbagada. I decided on the day of that book dedication that my own story would also be told one day and to the glory of God, that day is now here. After Pastor Bimbo passed to glory, I saw her twice in my dreams, encouraging me to hold on and praying fervently for me.

When I got home that night after the book dedication my husband read the book in a sitting. He immediately requested for 20 more copies which he sowed into the lives of others still believing God for children. The book was a real source of blessing and encouragement to us.