YEMI's STORY
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D5j5bFz_BEM&feature=relmfu
As a single lady, I attracted a few good men by our standards - husband materials; financially doing well, good looking, fun to be with, Christians, and what have you, but I could not connect to any of them. So, I continued to refuse advances of suitors even though I was getting older.
I had my fair share of disappointments and heartbreaks too.
You see, I had decided not to settle, I knew what I wanted: the kind of home and my dream partner (character and maturity was priority for me). I had faith, and beleived God would give me the kind of home I desired.
I stood in faith until the day I met the man from whose ribs I was taken.
I knew without doubt that this was it, no need to wait further, he proposed and we started courting.
I thought to myself...now, I can exhale. Little did I know that I had more interesting days ahead of me!
Two months into our courtship, I was diagnosed to have fibroids; a growth in the uterus. The position of the fibroid was very dangerous, the doctors said it would obstruct implantation and foetal growth should I consider conception (should I consider conception? God, what kind of English is that? What a question? I so want children!)…and so began my real journey of faith.
I placed the scan results before God and prayed seriously for a supernatural intervention. Contrary to my expectations (I thought the fibroids would just disappear), but God had other plans on how He would answer my prayers. After many prayers, fasting, studying and consultations…I decided to go in for the surgery.
So, I went in for the surgery, and thank God it was successful with none of the setbacks we feared.
My fiancé stood by me all through this time; I realised why it never worked between me and all those wonderful guys. I fully understood God's reasons for making me wait long for this special and gracious guy.
Unlike other men that would have 'bailed out', he insisted we go ahead with the wedding (despite knowing I had a high probably of not being able to get pregnant). It was a major test for my fiancé then.
We agreed to go ahead in faith. I got married five months after the surgery. I was 30+.
Four months into our wedding, mother-in-law came to enlighten and lecture us about ovulation period/ best time for coitus/ and the likes. It was nicely done for a professional which she is and to the best of her ability, in love. That lecture left me thinking though, because the marriage was still too young as far as I was concerned.
After some months without signs of conception, I knew I was on another journey of faith.
I should mention I was raised up a Christain, I was taught to pray way ahead about my future.
I grew up so sure that God had my future together. During this time of waiting to conceive I remembered one of the bible verses I used to know Heb.10:24 “Let us hold fast to the profession of our faith without wavering for faithful is he who has promised”
I held on to that..kept on believing that I would be a mother despite my medical record…somehow, someday.
My husband got his own share of pressure from people, asking funny questions about my tummy (the surgery left scars). People kept on pressuring us to go with them to all sorts of places for prayers, but we declined
because we also remembered Isaiah 30:15.."In quietness and
confidence is your strength...in returning and rest is your salvation.
One day, Sister - in-law too came and asked "why are you not pregnant", as taken aback and shaken as I was, I was able to reply her that “I am not pregnant because the time to be pregnant is not now; when the time comes all eyes shall see”
All these went on for almost 2 years, and then God showed up for me! I conceived!
Even then the doctors were not sure if it was foetal growth or another growth. The pregnancy was threatened...there were a lot of difficulties, but we were blessed with a lovely baby girl in our 3rd year of marriage!
I
share this to encourage someone. I don't know who will read
this, but God will multiply these testimonies in the lives of the
readers
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You might feel
Yemi's story does not qualify her as someone who 'waaaaaiiiteeeeeeed' to
have a child, seeing she didn’t have to wait for 8, 10 or 12 long
years.
I share her story because she had to overcome a major obstacle on
her way to motherhood; a medical condition, but she pressed through in
faith.
She believed it was still possible for her to be a mother despite
the negative doctor's report…and a mother she became!
She
reminds me of Hezekiah, who knew how to take anything unpleasant to God
immediately! He knew how to negotiate and parley with God.
Yemi's
faith challenges me, she has words of faith in every situation, her faith is contagious. She has faith quotes/scriptures on
her bedroom, kitchen and even bathroom doors!
Despite
all this her faith, she's had to struggle too: I have seen her live
through the death of both parents within a few weeks' interval, being laid
off a job, living from hand to mouth, struggling to find her feet in the world of entrepreneurship, to owning the business of her dreams.
I
hope to share later on this blog her walk to owning her own business.
Whatever you are waiting for, can you try to hold on! All things are possible to him that believes!
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Thank God for men like Yemi's husband who are faithful lovers, who
stick around, and walk with you in trying times. Friends who are there
in the good and the bad times.
This is praying for all
the mothers to be...that we would see our babies, we would rock them
with our hands, and nurse them at our bosoms!
Next, is TA's journey of faith to a full recovery and walking again after a devastating car crash.
I still welcome real life stories of people that you feel would encourage us all
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