By His Grace, I Am Saved

“Enter ye in at the strait gate: for wide is the gate, and broad is the way, that leadeth to destruction, and many there be which go in thereat...” Matthew 7:13.

OGECHUKWU Onyemanze is my name and I worship at the Sari-Iganmu Parish of the Watchman Catholic Charismatic Renewal Movement, Lagos.

 I am glad to share with you the testimony of my salvation. Sometime in 2005, while I was living with my aunty whose husband is one of our pastors, God used him to pray for me and a great change occurred in my life.

My eyes were opened and the scriptural text that came to my mind was Ephesians 6:6: “Not with eye-service, as men-pleasers; but as the servants of Christ, doing the will of God from the heart.”

    Later, I went back to my parents and in no time, I lost everything I had gained spiritually at my aunt's place and it was as if I had not received any spiritual instructions at all.

 But God being so faithful that He would not want any of His children to perish beamed His searchlight on me and directed me to the Watchman Fellowship Centre, Sari-Iganmu, where I fully surrendered my life to Christ.

    Before my conversion, I dressed purely to suit the dictates of my mind, even when I was going to fellowship. I would dress the way I used to when leaving home for church but before I arrived at the fellowship centre, I would remove my earrings, clean up the make-ups and adjust my head-tie  so as to appear moderate and decent.

That was purely hypocritical, but it was my way of life. This continued until I had a dream one night and a voice said to me clearly that I was a hypocrite and that I could only hide my ungodly way of life from man and not God.

until I had a dream one night and a voice said to me clearly that I was a hypocrite and that I could only hide my ungodly way of life from man and not God.

    There was a particular favour I was asking God to grant me, but it soon dawned on me when I read Matthew 6:33 that what I needed first and foremost was to seek the kingdom of God.

   By June 2008, I noticed that God had really dealt with me by saving and redeeming me totally from the hands of the enemy. I began to drop the bad habits one after the other. I threw all my weave-ons and wigs away and told my unbelieving friends that it was all over.

They thought it was a joke initially but when they saw the seriousness with which I spoke, they saw it was no use dissuading me, because they realized that indeed, there had been a rebirth and spiritual reawakening in me.

   With my new found zeal and love for Christ, the Lord showed me a ministry (Music) to which I belong and God has since been helping me. I am glad that today, I am saved by His grace.

    Praise the Lord”.

No More Caesarean Section!

“Shall I bring to the birth, and not cause to bring forth? saith the Lord: shall I cause to bring forth, and shut the womb? saith thy God” Isaiah 66:9.

I am here today to glorify the name of the Almighty God for His goodness and mercy towards me. The Lord made it possible for me to have a normal delivery instead of the caesarean section the doctor had prescribed for me.

   My name is Comfort Felix and I worship at the Bariga Parish of the Watchman Catholic Charismatic Renewal Movement, Lagos.

   

 It happened that after I had had two babies by caesarean section, I was told by the doctor, after series of tests, that if I took in again, it would be impossible for me to have normal delivery.

This, of course, grieved my heart and caused me a lot of sorrow and sleepless nights, especially, when I considered the risks involved and the huge amount of money we would have to spend.

So, my husband and I went into prayers and rejected the caesarean option. Four years after the arrival of our second child, we resolved to have our third baby, which we hoped would be our last.

 As God would have it, I took in soon after and we continued praying to God ceaselessly for His intervention, to counter what medical results had said concerning my delivery.

    I registered at a hospital for my ante-natal care and when my Expected Delivery Date (EDD) was only a month away, the doctor told me I would have the baby through C/S. That statement did not go down well with me and I told him so.

At the end of the day, he concluded that if I was not ready for that option, then I would have to look for another hospital. I left, hoping to register at another hospital, but when I was interviewed at another hospital, they told me that it was rather too late to register me in other words, I should return to the first hospital that had been attending to me.  

   My pastor who was aware of my case called me out during one of the fellowship days to pray for me, but unfortunately, I wasn't in the fellowship that day. But, the information got to me and I decided to see him on the next fellowship day.

 While praying for me that afternoon, I heard him suddenly say:  'No cause for alarm!' He said it repeatedly. At last, he said to me: 'Sister, God says: No cause for alarm.' I went home happily that day and told my husband what the pastor had said and we believed God.

    On the day of delivery, we contacted the pastor on phone and he prayed for me again. He also told me that the Lord said I should not fear that He was in control. I held on to that in my heart and made it a point of prayer as I was being led into the labour ward.

Well, the testimony is that my baby came out safely that day, and I felt fulfilled that I had also experienced what it takes to be delivered of a baby the normal, natural way.

 Indeed, God set aside what medical science had pronounced and made what was thought impossible possible. Please, join me to glorify this God of Watchman.  Praise the Lord!”

Baby Revived In The Womb

“Jesus said unto her, I am the resurrection, and the life: he that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall he live”  John 11:25.

AMARACHI Ike is my name, and I worship at the Mushin Parish of the Watchman Catholic Charismatic Renewal Movement, Lagos. I want to testify of the goodness of the Lord in my life, how he restored to life my baby in the womb, whom the doctors had pronounced dead.

It happened that sometime ago while I was pregnant, I had some feelings in my body and sensed that all was not well with me, and so I went to the hospital to see a doctor. After he had listened to me, he prescribed some drugs for me and I left.

    When I got home, I took the drugs as prescribed, but when I later discovered that I was reacting negatively to them, I decided to stop taking them.

After about three days, I noticed that my body system had changed and there was no more sign of my baby moving in the womb. When I complained to my husband, he suggested that I should stop taking the drugs.

   Later, I went to the hospital again to tell them what I was experiencing. The doctor I met previously was not on duty so the one who attended to me this time examined me and when he was through, he told me that the baby was no longer moving. Indeed, he emphatically said that the baby was dead. The pregnancy was about six months old by then.

    He then suggested that I should report back to the hospital later in the day to meet with the other doctor so they could decide what to do as fast as possible.

    I broke down in tears and cried profusely. When I managed to reach home, still crying, a thought came to me that I should call the pastor immediately, peradventure God would do something.

Indeed, even though the doctor had given his verdict, God is the One that has the final say, in everything. With that resolve, my faith was rekindled and I called the pastor on phone. He responded and said he would come to my house but on a second thought, I decided not to wait for him, but to take the matter to his doorsteps.

    I then called him again to inform him that I was coming to the church to see him. He said that was okay, but added that I should come with my husband. I called my husband and when he came home, we left for the church.

I couldn't stop crying even when we got to the church. The security man came to me and asked if I had called the pastor and I said yes.  He then said:  'My daughter, stop crying, God will do something.'

    The pastor came later and after he had listened to me, he went into prayers, arguing my case with several scriptural verses. Brethren, though I was still crying, my faith was boosted when he said that God who raised Lazarus from the dead, will revive my baby.  

Meanwhile, I was still crying, but it was clear that that final argument by the pastor had settled the matter.  He then said to me that if I knew what God had done for me, I would stop crying and begin to thank and praise Him. That statement was the soothing balm that calmed my nerves and I wiped my tears.

    I went home and at about 11.30pm later that evening, I found out that I couldn't sleep. I was just lying down, staring at the ceiling. 

Suddenly, I felt some movement in my tummy and it was like something had suddenly hit me. I touched the spot and behold, my baby was kicking and kicking!

I burst into another round of tears but this time, they were tears of joy. My baby was alive again, I said to myself. I did not know whether it was the excitement or the movement of the baby that occupied my mind that night because I remained restless.

   With my hope now restored, I gathered myself and went to have my bath after which I had appetite to eat something because throughout that day, I had refused to eat.

    In the morning, my sister suggested I should go for a scan to be sure exactly that it has happened. When I got to the place, the person who attended to me asked why I came for the scan. I told him I wanted to be sure all was well with my baby.

He said: 'But your baby is kicking; there is no problem with your baby.' He asked me to go without collecting any money from me.

    Sometimes when one thinks that all hopes are lost, that is the time God arises to prove Himself. In this case, I never thought such a miracle could take place because that was my third experience. I was married about three years ago and any time I took in, I would have a miscarriage.

 I thank God who brought me into this church and after prayers were made on my behalf by the pastor, God answered, and today, I am a mother, having put to bed to this bouncing baby boy on Thursday, August 12, 2010. God is indeed alive and faithful. Praise the Lord!”

Delayed Conception And Miscarriages Ended

“Many are the afflictions of the righteous, but the Lord delivereth him from them all”  Psalm 34:19.

MY name is Ikechukwu Henry Eneboachi of the Watchman Catholic Charismatic Renewal Movement, London. My beloved wife, Chinyere Eneboachi, and I are here today to joyfully share with you the testimony of how the Almighty God intervened in our matter and gave us the bouncing baby boy that we desired, after six years of marriage.

   After our marriage in 2004, we had the usual expectation that soon our babies would start coming; but that was not what happened. The enemy was obviously fighting to prevent my wife from conceiving, so as to discourage us; but we were not deterred, but went ahead serving God joyfully.

  In May, 2006, I had a dream where our Regional Pastor in Europe here (Pastor Tony Okeke) came with the General Superintendent of the Watchman Catholic Charismatic Renewal Movement, Pastor A.C. Ohanebo, to visit us in London. When they arrived, Pastor Okeke introduced me to the man of God as one of those assisting him in the work here.  

When the man of God heard that, he asked me what I wanted and I told him that I needed a child. He prophesied that in four days time, I would have what I asked for. In real life, the four days mentioned by him in my dream meant four months. So, after about four months, and for the first time since we got married, my wife conceived. But, unfortunately, she had a miscarriage after sometime, and we lost the baby.  

                                                                                                                

   In another dream, the man of God was holding a crusade and as soon as I joined the crusade, he walked up to me and asked me to lay my hand on my wife's tummy, and when I did, he prayed; and when I woke up, my hand was actually on my wife's tummy. Soon after, she took in again, but lost it also after some time. My wife later told me that after our wedding, a woman who was not happy that she got married appeared to her in a dream and threatened to hinder her conception.

   When the man of God then came to London, I met him and narrated my experiences to him, and also shared those dreams with him. He prayed for me and said that the enemy had lost the battle. 

   In January 2009, Pastor Uche Ogubuike who had relocated to London from Aberdeen, Scotland, declared while ministering that The Weather [Had] Changed! And evidently, the weather changed.

  After the 2009 IGMC which was held in Germany, one of our pastors from Lagos came to London with the mandate of the man of God and before he returned to Nigeria, while he was praying for me and my wife in his hotel room, he said that my wife was already pregnant. That same week in July 2009, my wife went to the hospital to keep an appointment and surprisingly, after the doctor had examined her, he exclaimed that she was pregnant.

 The pregnancy was severely threatened. There were clear signs of miscarriage. But during a particularly striking Charismatic Hour message here in London titled, Under The Shadow Of The Almighty, Pastor Uche, while ministering made a declaration that the child in the womb was safe and would be so until he safely arrived.

Also, that same night, my wife had a dream where he saw our pastor visit us and pull something out from her stomach. I am sure it was an angel of God that appeared to her wearing the pastor's face. After this encounter, the story of miscarriages became history.

 Later my wife was told that she would deliver through cesarean section but we went to God who formed the child in the womb and the Lord assured us that it would be by normal delivery.

   Her Expected Date of Delivery (EDD) was April 4, 2010 but she said she wanted to have her baby on April 1. We prayed to God and the Lord honoured and answered the prayers and she put to bed on the day she desired (April 1, 2010) with little or no stress. Praise the Lord!”