Princess-Anne Emeka-Obiajunwa

  Read part 6 here       The one who made us smile this broadly will settle you in that area of waiting when you lest expect it.   My journey  to being Nkechi’s mum is only one part of my life where I’ve had to obtain things by aggressive faith. There is nothing good that I’ve ever desired that I haven’t had to purposefully switch on my aggressive faith mode to receive.  I have faith stories, from university admissions, to graduating with a second class upper, Landing  jobs, getting a car, hosting conferences and outreaches, winning souls, influencing/possessing territorial dominion, publishing books, getting married and now having children. Everyone of them when shared would provoke anyone to trust God.  However, while these stories have the tendency to portray me as a faith expert, I am far from being one. This is because  whether  God answers or not  he is God. My situation is not enough to validate the credibility of who he...

  Read part 5 here My stomach started bulging. I sent pictures of us to my family. My sister-in-law posted on her WhatsApp status. About two or more people told her my face looked pregnant. She told me and I said my usual, Amen. After all, someone that’s been declaring herself pregnant since August should truly look pregnant by December 😂😂 I focused on my vacation, determined to thoroughly enjoy myself. One morning we all hit the gym and I led a dance exercise. Worried about my bulging tummy, I used a vintage  vibrating exercise belt  on my belly. Click the word to see how it works. It vibrated so intensely that my belly “caught fire” I begged to stop. Vacation was over we went  home. At this point, it was barely 3 days to 2021. I had an assignment to submit at school. I started writing it but noticed it was a struggle. It felt as though something foreign had hit my brain. I was also hosting a 12-hour prayer-thon. I managed to pull through these. Then we went for c...

Read Part 4 here On this third day of praise, I felt like drinking Chinese tea. My praise jam was on already and I was reading my bible and making my confessions in preparation for my dance. I couldn’t shake off the urge to drink the tea. I made it and started sipping.  I started cramping badly. I was wondering why is this happening, I’ve had my period already. I don’t have endometriosis anymore. I will tell you how God delivered me from that one shortly.I continued my dance in pain. Before I knew it, I felt pressured below. I washed my hands and sent it there. Men and brethren, Look who came out . Both are the same fibroid. Picture 1: After I washed it. Picture 2: When it just fell out. I  felt different  emotions at once. One of which was fear. Ah God! What is this again? Are there more? What next? How long would this monster keep coming back? I summoned courage and resumed my praise. I gave my best dance that third day.  Shortly afterwards, my husband called. I di...

Read part 3 here I just got back from ministering at our Shekinah Assembly camp meeting Nnewi, Anambra. I announced to my household that I was not going out anymore (church and market included). You might now know why this is a big deal let me explain.  I have extended family members in my home (My mother-in-law and sister-in-law). Technically, everyone depends on me to take care of them as a mother in Israel should. That announcement meant they had to step up to the responsibility of going to the market. I was going to cook. It also meant that my husband would have to go to church without me.  To the ordinary man, their wife, daughter and sister must have gone crazy because I radically declared myself pregnant until my body started acting so, despite seeing my periods every month from then on. If they thought I was crazy, none said it to me. Both my mother and sister in-law stood in faith with me. Every time I said I was pregnant, they said Amen. My husband was just laughing ...

Read part 2 here It was a beautiful morning and yours truly was still bleeding.  I just got done making breakfast and was about to set the table when I felt an extra weight down there. I left the kitchen, washed my hands and sent it below while squatting. Men and brethren, see who fell off me.  The 1cm Fibroid they said I should be operated for A better view of the monster My husband and I gave thanks . God had delivered me early. I took these photos as proofs of his kindness and as reminders that He is still with and for me, regardless.  I became hopeful and patiently waited to conceive another. I can't deny  that I had several moments of sadness and weeping. My husband who wasn't moved by the situation became worried for my worry. He bought me things, took me out regularly and kept asking what he could do to make me happy. While I appreciated his efforts, they weren't enough to comfort my grieving soul. I had many, many days of sadness.   January went by,...

Read part 1 here  In Lagos, I fell ill as soon as I landed. The city is crazy. The traffic is unholy and the carbon monoxide infested air is an extension of hell. I didn't want to get back on that road to any hospital so we got a qualified nurse to come treat me at home.  The Nurse said she couldn't treat me except I did a pregnancy test alongside malaria test. Both came out positive. I was glad that the sickness wasn't Lagos madness inspired. My baby must have wanted to notify me since I refused to take a second look. Unfortunately, she used one of those quinine brands  in attempt to protect the baby. She sadly didn't check with me first.  I became miserable from all the itching like one who hugged devil's beans. I tried to rest as much as I could and thoroughly enjoyed both my family and ministry itinerary while being pampered like an egg. I preached passionately at the event I was invited to. I talked about loving God and serving him devotedly even when disa...

THE SONS HAVE COME Sons are arising in their ranks  Never to be stopped A new breed of awoke men Precise in understanding Swift in obedience Fervent in faith Pure in heart Dance for the harvest           shall no longer waste The dawn is here My will prevails For the sons have come They come from various      parts of the earth Unassuming but efficient Young and old, Suckling babes and mothers Affluent and servants They shall prevail Dance for the harvest           shall no longer waste The dawn is here My will prevails For the sons have come Read: Prophetic Update ATTENTION Sharpen your swords Position in your fields Take no oath with the world For your time has come Drop the distractions Strife, envy, offense The battle's too fierce for that Now everyone to his portion Exchange not the focus Keep your eyes on the prize Do not be joined with them For everyone must race Follow the voice The king leads this h...

  There is a recalibration happening during this season. God is testing kingdom agents to ensure that they are on the same frequency as He.  Signals are flying all over, are you picking them up? If you are picking them up, how accurately? We normally hold #alignmentprayers on Thursdays. I was wondering why God kept pressing it on my heart to hold it on tuesday (August 18), which happened to be a very inconvenient time/ day for me to  host  anything. I had to ask him why he picked Tuesday. He let me in on the information below. There is a shifting and shaking off happening today (August 18). This shaking separates those who are ready to be used in God's next big move, from those who are not.  Those who are dull or asleep in spirit would be shaken off. They will not partake in the privileges and the responsibilities of this next move.  Those who are selected would be shifted into new dimensions in their walk with God.  They will be given new grounds and ...

When Papa Paul describes Love in 1 Corinthians 13,  it was as though he was talking about a perfect being whose inability to get offended was raise to power infinity. To affirm that offense will definitely come if we chose to walk in love, He tells us that " Love  keeps no record of wrongs." How can we possibly keep no record, when our brains perpetually hold memories that we wish to delete? Well I've noticed over the years that details of events that hurt me badly tend to vanish over time as I heal up. If you can still remember dot to dot, line by line how it happened, then you are most likely still hurting. Read: In the words of Jesus Every time our mind recalls an event and we pay attention by mentally retelling the story or replaying the drama, we reinforce the feeling attached to that experience. Your mind would gradually let go, if you avoid retelling the story to yourself or others, and distract yourself from focusing on the story when the movie...

Satisfaction is a fulfilment of a need or desire. It is the pleasure obtained by such fulfilment. Recently, I  decided to detach from every human relationship by which I sought satisfaction. It wasn't easy until an experience with someone. At that point I realised though I am a Christian and a lover of Christ, I wasn't  totally relying on Him. I wondered if I trusted and loved God in a way that made me satisfied in Him.  I saw clearly that I had been busy with godly activities and was trying to get my satisfaction from all that. Note that I said I was trying to get my satisfaction from it, I never got it. I was  exhausted from various activities which I thought I was doing for God. I expected Him to be satisfied by my many activities as I sought satisfaction in same. I was occupied with everything else such that I no longer knew Him and I thought that was all there was to a love relationship with the Father. Read: When your desire meets his...