In December 2017, we found out that we were expecting a baby. It was not something we expected but we embraced it and got excited. In February 2018, I experienced some spotting; so, I went for an ultrasound and the consultant told me I had a miscarriage. I sat there trying to wrap my head around what she said and I opened my Bible to the Scripture in Exodus 23:25 which says, “None shall miscarry or be barren’’. The consultant told me to take a pregnancy test in two weeks and if it turned out positive, I should return to the hospital. My husband and I decided we were going to believe the report of the Lord regardless of the doctor’s report. So, I continued taking my pregnancy vitamins as usual. At two weeks, I did the test again and it came out negative. I refused to give up and kept on taking the pregnancy vitamins and declaring the Word that I shall not miscarry and I shall not be barren. My husband and I went on to name the baby Okikioluwa (Kiki for short), which means the fame of God as we were believing for a girl.

I knew I had to take some steps of faith, so, I got some resources to help me. A testimony of supernatural conception posted on the TCC YouTube channel encouraged me and I got inspired to paste in my room pictures of my first pregnancy of my son and declare that I would carry my baby full term as I did with him. I put out Scriptures around my room declaring God’s Word over my baby. I got a doll from a parent at the school I work in. (She gave out her daughter’s old dolls.) I took one home to practice carrying my baby. My son, Timi, also joined in faith and every night he would say,” Good night, baby”, and he would kiss my tummy in his childlike faith and say, ‘’I love you, baby Kiki”, as though she was already there. I also got out my old maternity clothes and started wearing them although there was no reason in the natural to do so. Some of them did not fit but I continued wearing them and kept saying, “One day, they would fit”. Anytime I saw a pregnant woman or anyone carrying a newborn baby, especially a girl, I would declare over myself saying, “Praise God, soon, I will be like this woman. I will be heavily pregnant and would carry my newborn”. Many times, I even practiced walking like a pregnant woman.

I watched the March Healing Service online and was full of expectation. I was so excited when Pastor declared that babies were scattering in TCC and I quickly grabbed mine. The next day, my period came in full force. The thought came again “change your confession” but I refused. By the end of March, I did a pregnancy test and it came out positive. We were so excited that I was pregnant again. We continued to declare the Word over the baby, building our faith with lots of faith-building messages and Scriptures. At about eleven weeks, I noticed the same bleeding symptoms as I had with the previous pregnancy. I kept declaring the Word of God and reminded God, the devil and myself that I paid my tithe and the devourer was already rebuked for my sake. I went for another ultrasound and the doctor told me that she could not see any baby but I should come back for another scan in a week. I left there unshaken praising God for my baby girl. I went to see a friend and I told her about the report. She prayed and praised God for Kiki. She declared over her life declaring we would nurse and carry her. I left really encouraged and went straight to the store to buy a dress for my baby girl.

I spoke to my mother, sisters, my pastors here in England and some close friends who were also standing in faith with us. I saw the doctor the next week and she confirmed that I had another miscarriage. I left there still unshaken and continued to declare the Word of life over my baby. She also said she found I had some fibroids in my womb and I declared that the fibroids would die from the roots because Jesus did not plant them there. I remembered that Pastor Kech had declared that the wombs of the women in TCC were not for fibroids and I claimed that for myself.

I continued taking the Word like medicine, literally three times a day, and breaking bread and sowing seeds of faith towards my baby. Months went by and there were times I would get discouraged because I was not seeing any changes in the physical, but God always brought encouragement through my friends and family. My Pastor’s wife always encouraged me by declaring the Word over baby Kiki and saying “I look forward to your testimony, Obehi”. Pastor Kech was aware of everything and always encouraged me with the Word. One morning after feeling very discouraged, I woke up with the name Zoe on my lips. I knew without a shadow of a doubt that it was God speaking. So, I went on the internet to check the meaning of Zoe and I saw it meant life and the life of God. I was so excited because I knew that not only would I have a baby girl, but she would live and would have the life of God. Time went by and there were times I would still get discouraged because I was not seeing any changes regardless of the word I received. I even had thoughts of giving up on having another baby. After all, I already had a son. I remember a message my pastor preached about the kingdom of God suffering violence and how we have to be violent with our faith and I was again challenged not to give up on my desire. I listened to every healing school message on the YouTube page; devouring them constantly.

At the end of August, I went for a general scan at the hospital and the doctor told me that I still had the fibroids but she could see that I was five and a half weeks pregnant. She said congratulations. I did not know if I should be happy or sad because memories of the previous miscarriages came flooding in. All I could do was to pray in tongues all the way home, as I did not know how to react. Then, my sister encouraged me with the Scripture in Isaiah 43:18-19, which says, “Do not remember the former things, nor consider the things of old. Behold, I will do a new thing, now it shall spring forth; shall you not know it? I will even make a road in the wilderness and rivers in the desert: and I held on to that word.

My husband was very excited even though I wasn’t and he prayed over the baby declaring that we would carry her full term. Eventually, I embraced it and decided that I was going to stand on the Word regardless of the previous happening. Our pastors here, my mum, sisters and some close friends (my faith partners) got involved. We prayed and declared the word of life over the baby that I would carry her full term. Every Monday, I would send them weekly updates via text message on the different part of her body that was developing and they would all pray the Word of God over her accordingly. We did that consistently from five and a half weeks till forty weeks. Pastor Kech was aware of this new pregnancy and at the end of her emails to me, she would ALWAYS write ‘’big Mama Zoe’’. (I was small Mama Zoe and she was big Mama Zoe). Those words were a prophecy in themselves and they were very encouraging.

In September 2018, I watched Living Life Under Open Heavens (Part 9) and Pastor Kech declared that God told her that there was a lady with fibroids, and He was causing them to melt away. I shouted a big amen declaring that I was the one and that by the stripes of Jesus, I was healed. I listened to that message almost daily and the reality dawned on me that Jesus bore even miscarriages, so, I was already healed and delivered from miscarriages.

The Lord saw me through the first trimester of the pregnancy. I will never forget the day I went to my twelfth-week appointment. I was so excited that I could hardly sleep the night before. It felt so good going to the normal maternity unit and not the emergency clinic as I had done with the previous pregnancies. I heard Zoe’s heartbeat for the first time and tears of joy came flooding out. The sonographer did not say anything about the fibroids as with my previous scans, so I decided to ask her to check and her response was, “I cannot see any fibroids. They usually stick out but I cannot see any”. She said, “They must have fizzled out. I can’t say they are gone”. In my heart, I was saying, “They are gone and never to return because God has healed me”. Hallelujah! That was the last time I heard about the fibroids as God indeed caused them to melt away, never to return. I recently had an ultrasound and the doctor confirmed that my uterus, ovaries were perfect, all perfect. God kept His Word. Fibroids are gone!
My pregnancy was smooth and easy. No morning sickness. I did not call in sick to work even for one day (I work with young children and did not pick up any of their bugs.) God saw me through.

My pastors always prayed that I would have an easier delivery because, with Timi, my son, I had a caesarean section and a difficult delivery. They declared that this would be smooth and easy. I was trusting God for a vaginal birth and my midwife and consultant agreed that I should aim for that. They told me that if my baby was not born three days after her due date, they would schedule me for a meeting to discuss further options for a C-section as they could not induce me. So, I had to go into labour naturally. I carried Zoe full term, forty weeks and one day to the glory of God. The Lord indeed gave me a much better delivery. God gave me supernatural strength even when I felt exhausted and after an hour and fifteen minutes, Zoe was born! Our miracle baby, the one brought on by the Word was finally here!! The next day, we were discharged to go home.

I am so grateful to God for keeping His Word. He promised us this baby and today like Hannah, I can say, “For this child, I prayed and the Lord has granted me the petition which I asked of Him”. Anyone that sees her would indeed know that she has the life of God; she’s gorgeous. We are forever grateful.

I thank God for my pastors here who teach us the word of faith and for their prayers, and encouragement throughout the whole period.
I thank my husband, my son, my family especially my mum and sisters and my dear friends for being there to lift my hands at the time.
I thank you, Pastor Kech, for being there. I’m not a full member of TCC but you reached out to me and supported me throughout. I am very grateful, my big mama Zoe. God bless you, Ma.

I thank God for this ministry, for the true Word preached here and for the wonderful members who share their testimonies. Please don’t stop sharing them as they minister to people around the world. I thank God for His goodness and for being true to His word and I thank Him for honouring our little steps of faith. God is faithful. If He gives a promise, you can indeed take it to the bank. Please do not give up on the Word. If it worked with baby Zoe, it can work with anything. To God alone be all the glory for indeed He has done great things for us. Praise the Lord.