9 Years Of Stillbirth To A Joyful Of Motherhood: God Broke The Yoke

For this child I prayed; and the Lord hath given me my petition which I asked of him – 1 Samuel 1:27 (KJV).

The ever-faithful God, who alone has the power to deliver when all hope seems lost, has demonstrated His mighty power by breaking the yoke in our sister’s life. Read her powerful testimony below:

My name is Sister Kelechi Emerie. My husband is Brother Emeka Emerie, and our son’s name is Victor David Emeka.

In 2013, my elder sister died while six months pregnant. The baby was removed, and she was laid to rest. After I got married, I became pregnant, but when my pregnancy reached six months, I would go for antenatal checkups and be asked to do a scan, only to be told that the baby had died in the womb.

This heartbreaking experience happened not once, not twice, but repeatedly six times in total. Each time, when I reached six months, doctors would tell me that the baby had no water in the sac and was no longer alive. I went from one hospital to another, seeking a solution, but the outcome remained the same.

At some point, I began to see it as a distraction because I was constantly in and out of hospitals, leaving me with little time for God. One day, I made a decisionI to surrender everything to God. I told myself, “Let me just serve God. If I cannot have a child, at least let me make heaven.”

Both my family and my husband’s family advised me to return home each time I got pregnant, but I refused. I declared, “It is from Chosen to Heaven!” I resolved that if God would bless me with a child, I would rejoice; but if not, I would still serve Him faithfully.

I took my service to God seriously, and then I became pregnant again. When I told my mother, she encouraged me not to worry. In faith, she sowed a seed of ₦50,000, declaring that she must hear the cry of a baby in my home.

She also encouraged me to attend our Counselling and deliverance service on Thursday (June 13,2024), and I will never forget that day. My mother kept a seat for me in the front, insisting that I sit there so that our General Overseer (G.O.) would notice my problem. Though I initially wanted to sit at the back because of the heat, she insisted, and I obeyed.

As soon as our Daddy started preaching, he declared, “You that have been having miscarriages, I cancel it!” I shouted a loud AMEN.

That night, I had a dream. In the dream, I was still sitting in the front when our G.O came out and said, “You that are wearing blue shoes, I am calling your line, but it has not been connecting. I beak that yoke!” I woke up rejoicing, believing that the yoke had truly been broken.
I carried the pregnancy beyond six months, though fear still lingered in my heart. Then came seven months, eight months, nine months by the tenth month, I delivered my baby. The delivery was so smooth that it felt as though I had never been pregnant.

I bless the God of Chosen who stepped in, shattered the yoke of nine years of delay in childbirth, and delivered me from the spirit of death. During those painful years of stillbirths, a nurse once advised me to adopt a child. But I refused and declared, No! I will wait on the Lord!”

Today, I stand as a living testimony of God’s faithfulness. He has heard my cries, answered my prayers, and turned my sorrow into overflowing joy.

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