Around August last year, I began to notice a pattern: people around me were having children. We had just dedicated several babies in church, and something stirred within me. It felt like God was in the neighbourhood.
Sensing that the waters had been stirred, I decided to jump in; this time not for myself, but to stand in the gap for others.
One evening, after a Mercy Encounter meeting, I found myself on my knees, interceding fervently for every woman I knew who was a mother-in-waiting. I groaned deeply in prayer. It wasn’t just me; I could tell the Holy Spirit was praying through me. I cried and prayed uncontrollably.
I found myself declaring: “Rachel prayed to the Lord, and God opened her womb, and she bore a son.”
Immediately, I heard a whisper in my spirit: “What if you are praying for yourself?”
I laughed. Me? God, abeg! I am trying to have a baby, I was just standing in the gap!
But you can probably guess what happened next.
Exactly two weeks later, I found out I was pregnant. And I couldn’t stop laughing. God does have a sense of humour.
Fast forward to April 2025, I gave birth to my son to the Glory of God!
But the journey didn’t end there.
After delivery through CS, I was scheduled to be discharged on the third day. But then I began experiencing severe chest pain, and the doctors insisted on keeping me for observation. They suspected a post-delivery complication, possibly pulmonary embolism, a blood clot in the lungs or heart vessels.
Stray, negative thoughts began to invade my mind. And suddenly, they seemed to manifest physically. I blacked out briefly, felt extremely light-headed. My blood pressure spiked out of nowhere.
But I refused to let fear have the final say.
I knew that if I gave voice to the diagnosis, I’d be agreeing with it. So instead, I declared God’s Word over myself again and again:
“With long life has God satisfied me and shown me His salvation.”
After several tests and scans, I was completely cleared.
No blood clot. No complications. God took control.
God kept His covenant: Nothing Missing. Nothing Broken.
Today, I’m testifying not just for myself, but in advance, for my sisters and friends who are next in line. God is in the neighbourhood.
Thank You, Lord!
Sis O.O