1. Few days before I was born, I was told there were some complications because some forces had vowed and confronted that this baby (me) wont be born, so i had to come out through C-session (this wasn't common back then) in the process the one carrying me passed on for several hours before God revived her again back to life.
2. Severally when I am about to attain some heights, it will be a battle. Before I was 25years, I had 3 terrible and fatal accidents that could have claimed my life or left me disabled forever, but miraculously God saved me from them all.
3. When I was to get married the devil got mad and said no it can't happen, but God showed up, a night to my wedding day, I had a dream, I was chased terribly by someone who had a dog in the hand, they both kept running after me for hours, I ran and climbed a tree, and from no where the tree was cut and I had escaped to the top of a building, then I heard a voice VICTORY AT LAST. And I woke up, and started getting set for the event, cos my traditional and white wedding was same day. I discovered that morning that my parent/siblings where against me saying I refused to go to the village with my husband and as such, the wedding won't hold,small drama ensued and it was like a dream, but this same #God of wonders showed up, raised #helpers and the rest is history. The white wedding was so glorious that people who were angry in the morning came and was taking pictures, people couldn't believe this was the same #weddingthey had thought won't hold, so many other victories God has given that I can't tell it all, but all I can say is father I thank you. It has been you God all through this years, I pledge my life to your will all the remaining days of my life. HAPPY #BIRTHDAYto me
Bishop AREMU’S Wife, Mrs. ELIZABETH's Testimony "How Jesus Restored My Stolen Womb”.
Mummy Aremu recounted how her womb was “stolen” by a wicked woman and used for money rituals and how God rescued her from the devilish claws.
HOW IT ALL BEGAN
HOW IT ALL BEGAN
Mama Faith Oyedepo it was who called her to the podium to share this testimony, and she stunned the participants with her story which began in far-away Ghana.
“I grew up in Ghana under a very wicked woman whom I thought was my biological mother because I was very little when she took me to live with her. This woman was so wicked that she used my womb for fetish purposes to make money and prosper in her business. There were times when we got to her shop, as soon as we opened the door; money would begin to fall on the floor because my destiny in child-bearing had been used for this purpose to enrich her.”
That was not all, the wicked woman even boasted of her evil deeds. “She was so wicked that she boldly told me on several occasions that I should never bother about having children in life as it was impossible, but I was too innocent to understand what she meant at that time,” she recounted
THE BEGINNING OF MY ENCOUNTER WITH DESTINY
The unseen hand of God got to work in her life, even though she didn’t recognize it yet.
“A time came in Ghana that the government asked all Nigerians there to return home. This I came to understand much later in life was by divine arrangement, I would have remained in Ghana and ended up wasting my life but I believe God moved the government of Ghana at the time to take such a decision for my sake as a medium to bring me home”, she shared.
“A time came in Ghana that the government asked all Nigerians there to return home. This I came to understand much later in life was by divine arrangement, I would have remained in Ghana and ended up wasting my life but I believe God moved the government of Ghana at the time to take such a decision for my sake as a medium to bring me home”, she shared.
Then came the moment of truth and self-discovery:
“Upon my return to Nigeria, my family members were shocked to see my state because I was the only girl from my parents (the rest were boys) yet I did not know this woman was not my biological mother because I was very little when I left home to live with her. My case was so bad that I used to pick lice from my head regularly because they were too many.”
She continued,
“Finally, one of my brothers decided to take matters into his hands and ‘stole’ me from this wicked woman’s house and we ended up in Ibadan, Oyo state. Only God, my brother and I knew my whereabouts but somehow, this woman discovered and killed my brother through diabolical means and I became hopeless but this God that we serve is alive and He will always rescue His own.”
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“Years later, I met my husband and we got married. On the day of our wedding, immediately we were joined as husband and wife, this woman died mysteriously in the market place at noon time, without any physical contact. She just slumped with her neck twisted and she died,” recalled the mother of four.
MY ENCOUNTER WITH BISHOP OYEDEPO, THE PROPHET OVER MY LIFE
“Many are the afflictions of the righteous,” the Bible says, “but the Lord delivers him from them all.” That was Mama Elizabeth Aremu’s testimony.
“After my marriage I could not get pregnant because of this woman’s demonic acts in my life but one day, Bishop Oyedepo happened to spend two nights in our house while embarking on a preaching engagement.”
At this time, her husband was still a Deacon in this ministry. However, she was sensitive enough not to miss her time of visitation.
“I did not know much about Bishop Oyedepo at the time but I said to myself this man must be a man of God and I will make sure he is given the best comfort in our home. So I packed all the money and food we had at home to ensure he was happy during his entire stay,” just like the Shunammite woman in 2Kings 4:8-37.
And she was blessed after the order of the Shunammite woman, and more.
“When he was leaving, he joined my husband’s and my hands and said, “He who receives a prophet in the name of a prophet shall receive a prophet’s reward.”
Even though he didn’t know what was happening, Pastor David, as he was then, was sensitive in the spirit.
“Bishop Oyedepo did not know we believed God for the fruit of the womb at the time he said those words.”
And she took another step of faith.
“After he left, I went to the room where he slept and rolled on the bed proclaiming and confessing that I must have my children since a man of God had slept on that very bed who also prophesied over my life. That very night, two men appeared to me in my dream and said, “We have come to return what we took from you and they dropped something on me and left. That same month I became pregnant and 9 months later, I was delivered of a baby girl.”
And it was time for the twins to arrive.
“Much later, when my husband became a pastor in this church, Bishop Oyedepo, my prophet, held my hands at a pastors’ meeting of the church and said, “Behold the latest mother of twins in our midst” and I said “daddy no” but he said, “shut up, you don’t argue when I make a proclamation over your life” and I said, “AMEN”
Did the twins come?
“And true to the word of the Lord spoken by the mouth of His servant Bishop David Oyedepo, exactly 9 months later, I gave birth to a set of twins.”
The humble wife of the Bishop in charge of Ibadan Diocese ended her testimony by sharing these words of encouragement with participants at the specialized service.
“Who told you your case is closed? The devil stole my womb as a sacrifice in his kingdom, but God restored what the devil stole and blessed me with children; to Him alone be all the glory.”
Credflo Dollar Testimony of Gods healing in his life
A FEW YEARS AGO, I WENT IN FOR MY REGULAR YEARLY CHECKUP.
MY DOCTOR RAN SOME TESTS, AND THE RESULTS CAME BACK SHOWING AN AGGRESSIVE FORM OF PROSTATE CANCER. MY DOCTOR WARNED ME, “YOU CAN GET ANOTHER OPINION, BUT YOU’LL BE WASTING PR ECIOUS TIM E .”
I didn’t say anything to my wife, Taffi , right away. I just went right on living my life as I listened for direction from the Holy Spirit. About that time, a comedian I know called and offered me a role in a movie. Surprisingly, he wanted me to play a funeral director.
Considering my diagnosis, I didn’t want to do it, but the Lord had other plans. He instructed me to take the role, telling me, You’re going to be laughing all day long. He knew exactly what I needed—to laugh. I took the role, and at the end of the shoot, after a day of laughter
and fun, I fi nally told Taffi about the diagnosis. My wife was a champ. She looked at me and said, “OK, what’s the plan?” “The plan is what it’s always been,” I replied. By His stripes I knew I was already healed, and I had no doubt the healing would manifest. What I didn’t realize was that during the experience I would gain a deeper understanding about healing, rest, spiritual authority, the love of God
and how they all work together. After I told Taffi about the diagnosis, I got to work. I went to the other side of our house and began to meditate on and confess the Word. While one part of me focused on the Word, the other part fought to remain in a place of rest. My body had yet to manifest my healing. In essence, I had to believe against—or in spite of—my body. I learned fi rsthand that it’s one thing to say something is true, but it’s another to believe so strongly in God’s faithfulness and the integrity of His Word, that one lives in a place of rest—confi dently relying and trusting in Him. If I had stayed focused on the doctor’s report, I would have strengthened my faith in the cancer more than I would have strengthened my faith in the healing that had already been provided for me. Instead, I walked up and down the hallway, saying, “Thank You, Jesus.” Thanksgiving allowed me to stir up my faith and get to a place of rest. I also began meditating on the Word and spending even more time in God’s presence. All of these proved important elements to entering into rest. It wasn’t a matter of God healing me—He had already done that. I was merely laboring to enter into rest so the healing could manifest.
I went to see a doctor friend of mine in Chattanooga, Tenn., who is a specialist. He scheduled an MRI for me. While I was in the MRI
machine, I overheard the technician say, “Oh, dear God, it looks like this man has cancer on his spinal cord.” My friend, the specialist, was sitting in a remote lab with big screens and other equipment. When I left the MRI, he called me into his lab where he began pulling up the images. He said, “With the intensity and aggressiveness that they’ve reported about you, the screen should light up.” He enlarged the image and moved it up and down and all around. Nothing appeared. No cancer of the prostate. No cancer of the spinal cord. Nothing.
My son was in the room with me, so I have a witness to what I’m sharing. The specialist paused the screen at one point, and there on the screen appeared the image of a bearded man. My son Jeremy said, “Do you see that?” “at guy right there?” the specialist asked, pointing to the screen. As clear as day, I heard the Spirit of God speak to my spirit and say, Didn’t I tell you there’s a man living on the inside of
you? I’ve got your back! Something supernatural had happened. The specialist advised me to go back to my doctor and have him
rerun the original test. I celebrated. The devil had wanted me sick, but I wasn’t going to let that happen. My healing had manifested.
There’s a man living on the inside of me, and He’s got my back!
My revelations about healing didn’t end there. About a year after my healing from cancer, I experienced tremendous pain in my tailbone. One day, I talked to God about it, reminding Him of all the times I had already talked to Him about this problem. In the middle of my lecture, the Lord said, You’ve been talking to Me all these months about your tailbone, but you haven’t talked to your tailbone.“ Ta l k
to my tailbone?” I asked. Yeah, I’ve wanted your tailbone healed just as much as you have. But I don’t have the authority to do anything about it. You do! I gave you the authority. Later that night, I said, “Tailbone, I speak to you in Jesus’ Name. I command you to be healed. I command the pain to go! You’re not allowed to stay here anymore! Be healed in Jesus’ Name because you’re already healed!”
Fifteen seconds later, I sat down on a wooden chair and then on the floor. No matter where I sat or how I moved, the pain was gone—and it has never returned. I discovered that there are two types of prayers God will never answer. No. 1, He will never answer a prayer to
do something that He’s already done. No. 2, He will never answer a prayer about a situation that He’s already given us instructions on how to handle. Sadly, we spend a lot of time asking God to do what He’s already done instead of releasing our spiritual authority. Or, we
spend time asking God to do something He told us to do. Spiritual authority has already been given to us. We simply need to release the authority we already have.
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