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Wednesday, February 28, 2018

Supernatural Woman IV: Delivery Time

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Hello! Thanks for stopping by! Your are welcome!!!

Today I continue my story about my first pregnancy. Be sure to catch up on previous posts about my pregnancy journey if you haven't done so already.


Read! Comment!! Share!!! and Be Blessed!!!!


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Days turned to weeks, weeks to months. My due date was around the corner and I finally accepted that fact that my husband wouldn’t be around for the delivery of our first child. While my parents and siblings were extremely excited about the arrival of the baby, I was dreading it. It was lonely going to the doctor’s appointments on my own; I felt like a single mother. Seeing other couples at the hospital walking hand in hand made me feel sad. I just wanted my husband by my side. I was such a mess, I fought with every member of my family (*covers face*). I felt like my parents were being overbearing; a particular issue from the past caused my sister and I to clash…and it lasted for a long while; I complained about my other sister not giving me enough attention. The only person that escaped my wrath was my brother. I was an emotionally wreck. I definitely did not handle the situation well.

During the last few weeks of my pregnancy, I had the most amazing doctor; he was definitely God sent. He was encouraging; he answered all my questions and showed genuine care and concern. My due date was fast approaching and the baby did not show any interest in coming on time; I guess she was waiting for her daddy also (*smiles). I was told if the baby didn’t come by a certain time after my due date, I’d have to be induced. I heard so many horror stories about induction and I didn’t want any of it.

Lo and behold, the day came and I had to be induced. I had mixed emotions; overall I was glad to finally see the little human that had been taking up residence in my womb for over nine months. I got up very early (around 6 am). I did my normal daily routine, showered, brushed, etc. My hospital bag had been packed for some time, so I grabbed it and was ready to go. I was told that I couldn't eat anything, so I was praying for a short labor and delivery. I already told my father to purchase the first meal that I would eat as a mother; it was Jamaican food- oxtails, rice and peas, cabbage and fried plantain.

When I got to the labor and delivery department, I was welcomed with warm smiles. Everyone was so nice and friendly. I was instantly hooked to a number of monitors and given oxygen. The first method of induction that was used was a pill that was inserted into me; after a few hours, I wasn’t progressing so the doctor inserted another pill. I was barely dilating, so I had to play the waiting game. Thankfully my parents and siblings were around to keep me company. My husband, pastors and in-laws also called from time to time; encouraging me and praying with and for me. I was at peace, trying to take it all in and enjoy the process.

At one point, a nurse came in and asked how I was feeling. I smiled and said that I was good. She responded, “You must not be having contractions yet with all that smiling that you’re doing.”  She proceeded to check the monitors and said, “Wait! You are contracting, don’t you feel that?” I was shocked and responded “No…” She looked at me like I was crazy and looked back at the screen, “You should definitely feel this one, this is a big one and it’s gonna hurt.” When I responded in the negative again, she just shook her head and walked away. I just smiled, I released my faith for a pain free delivery and it was happening! When the nurses asked if I wanted an epidural on several occasions, I denied it. I wanted to have the baby “naturally” plus I felt absolutely no pain, so there was no need.

There were a number of times when the nurse would run into the room because the baby's heart rate would drop. I would had to adjust my position, only for them to find out that she was sleeping for the most time. The nurse would say "Your baby sleeps alot!" However, when I wasn’t progressing, they decided to try another method of induction. They called in the balloon method. By that time, I was tired. I was tired of the constant checking of my cervix without any good news of progress with dilation; I was tired of playing the waiting game. I agreed for them to go ahead with the balloon method. The doctors were running shifts, so a new doctor had to insert the balloon. Only for the rude doctor that I vowed wouldn’t delivery my baby to show up. I was not happy! She proceeded with the procedure and that was the first time that I felt pain, and it hurt so much! I screamed out in distress as tears ran down my cheeks. My sister later told me that I said, “I want my husband!” I defintely did not want that woman around me again.

After that bout of pain, I lay back on my bed and grabbed my “Supernatural Childbirth” book; I started reading the confessions and praying the scriptures from the book. In no time, I was back to normal; no more pain and then I started dilating. When I was told that I was 6 cm dilated, I was happy! Finally, my baby would soon be here!; well, she didn’t come as fast I thought she would. At one point, I was just tired and hungry. I was only permitted to chew ice and take a few sips of water. The nurses came again and asked if I wanted an epidural, they encouraged me to go ahead since my labor was progressing. I asked my mom what she thought and she said that I should get it if I wanted; she did it while in labor with my siblings and me. So, I obliged. I was a bit nervous because I heard that if you moved during the epidural procedure you could be paralyzed. The nurse stated that my heart rate started to increase once the doctor came in and told me to relax. The anesthesiologist was so nice and reassuring; he asked if he could have some medical students in the room and I agreed, I love being of assistance with educating people. In a few minutes it was done.

The first thing that I noticed was numbness, especially in my lower limbs. I could barely feel anything; I wasn’t sure if I liked that. When the evening had come and there was still no baby, I was upset and drained. I was told that I was 8 cm at one point, a couple of hours later another doctor came and said I was 6 cm. One of the nurses told me not to worry because that doctor’s fingers were tiny. I didn’t understand what was going on; I just wanted my baby in my arms. Dinner time came and my dad and siblings decided to devour the Jamaican food that was supposed to be my celebratory meal; I had to plead with them to eat it outside of the room; the aroma of the food was irresistible. The food was calling my name and I unfortunately could not answer. My father and two of my siblings ended up calling it a night and went home. While my mom and one sibling stayed back. I tried to get some sleep but to no avail, the constant checking of my cervix plus being uncomfortable didn’t help.

Around 4:00 am, the doctor with the tiny fingers came back and stated that I needed an emergency C-section. She stated that I had an infection and they were concerned about the baby. She held out the consent form and asked me to sign it. I told her to give me some time to talk to my husband and she was annoyed; she walked out angrily. I spoke to my dad and he said “Just let them do what they want to do and get it over with.” My husband was reluctant but told me to go ahead. The last thing that I wanted was a C-section, I was disappointed. I eventually signed the papers, asked my sister to accompany me and waved goodbye to mom as tears escaped my eyes.

To be continued...




With lots of love,



- Bunmi Adebiyi


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Monday, February 12, 2018

Supernatural Woman III: Pregnant and Stressed

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Hello! Thanks for stopping by today!

In this new post, I will continue the pregnancy story of my first born.

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Even though it was temporary, living in my parent's house as a pregnant married woman felt odd. It would have been fine if it was just for a short visit, but I had to be there for a few months. To top it off, my husband wasn't there. With each passing day, I missed my husband more and more. It was great being with my family but it wasn't the same. And it was obvious; my dad would jokingly tease me saying that I apparently couldn't live without my husband.

Another thing that got to me was that I stayed home most of the time. I was used to being very active, running my own show-being the queen of my own castle. Even though doing ministry could be quite demanding; I also missed my church family, I missed ministering, I missed the prayer meetings, vigils, etc. The only time that I left the house was for my prenatal doctors' visits; there were a few rare occasions where I went to the store or mall, etc. To make matters worse, it was so cold! After living in Nigeria for a little over two years, I was not feeling the cold weather AT ALL!!!

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As mentioned in my previous post, a few days before leaving Nigeria, I started bleeding. The bleeding continued after I arrived in the U.S. but I held on to my faith. I didn't tell anyone what was going on because I didn't want them to panic and instill their fear into me. Shortly after I settled in, the bleeding stopped completely; I was relieved. I also went to the doctor within that same week and I was told that all was well with me and my baby.

About one week after my first doctor’s appointment, I had my first ultrasound in the U.S., it was so surreal. The image that I saw on the screen actually looked like a baby now. Prior to then, I could barely make out anything; but now I saw limbs, etc. It was so beautiful! However, It hurt that my husband was not there to share this and many other precious moments with me. This ultrasound also confirmed the sex of my baby; it was a girl! I was originally told that it was a girl in Nigeria but I secretly hoped that they were wrong. I always envisioned that my first child would be a boy.  So, they were right after all… it was a girl, I remember sitting at the bus stop stunned; I already had a male name picked out and I addressed my baby by that name daily.

I called my husband and he told me to relax and laughed it off. When I informed my parents and siblings, they all laughed also. I was the only one that didn't find it funny. I eventually got over my initial shock and began to mentally prepare for my baby girl. By the time I started shopping for baby items, I was beyond excited at all the pretty girly things. I finally accepted that I was having a baby girl...it's not like I had a choice anyway. 

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I arrived in the United States in August, my husband and I were praying that he would be here by the following month since my due date was at the end of October. My birthday was also in September, I was looking forward to spending it with him; since it would be our last birthday celebration alone. Well that never happened, and as each day passed by without knowing when he'd arrive, I got more and more stressed. We were waiting for him to get his VISA and we initially applied over a year ago. It was so frustrating, with each call and check online for a status update, I got annoyed. I wasn't supposed to be going through this journey alone! 

One day my father told me to relax, he said "The reason why he is still in Nigeria is because God wants him there; he can't just leave the church like that. There is something that he needs to take care of before leaving. Let him at least spend Christmas with them." In my head, I thought "yea whatever" (lol..I blame the pregnancy hormones for my rude behavior) Shortly after that statement, I knew that my father was right. Something’s happened at church that my husband had to resolve. A few weeks after the issue was resolved, we got a status update. My petition for his VISA had been approved!!!

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However, the stress from the whole process started to take a toll on me. I went in for a routine doctor's visit and discovered that my blood pressure was high coupled with my feet being very swollen. Which was a huge concern for the doctor, she was concerned about preeclampsia. She told me that I had to be admitted to the hospital right away so that they could monitor me. When she left the room, the nurse came in and told me that my blood pressure wasn't too high and that I could decline the doctor's order.

I decided to do that and the doctor was livid. I told her that I have spoken to my husband and we’ve decided that I should just go home and rest. She started saying how bad of a decision that was, she said I or my baby could suffer from organ damage she went on and on until she said that myself and I could possibly die. "What's the point? You're already 38 weeks, having the baby now would be just fine."  When I didn't bulge, she got harsher and harsher but I couldn't be moved. I had peace with my decision and my faith in God was solid.

I told her that I would be monitoring my blood pressure at home and asked what would be considered normal for me at this point. She proceeded to say that she would not tell me anything, because I had made my decision and that I should live with it. I responded with a smile and a "thank you".  I signed the paperwork that stated that I was rejecting service and going against medical advice. That day, I made up my mind to prove her wrong and to ensure that she wouldn't be the one to deliver my baby.

To be continued...



With lots of love,



- Bunmi


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Thursday, January 25, 2018

Being Thankful



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Giving thanks always for all things unto God and the Father in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ Ephesians 5:20 (KJV)

I woke up today and after reading my daily devotional, I got up and proceeded to the bathroom to do my normal morning routine. Shortly after getting to the bathroom, I realized that I wasn't feeling so good. I decided to go back to bed for a little bit. After a few minutes, I wasn't feeling any better. Apparently, my work out from the night before plus my new healthy eating habit coupled with the fact that I'm nursing was a bit too much for my body to handle. I felt dizzy every time I tried to get up, so I just laid there. My own strength failed me, so I had to tap into a higher power.

I began to pray and declare God's Word over my body; I would say "the Holy Spirit dwells in me therefore my body is quicken"; "I am strengthened with might by the Spirit of God in my inner man". At some point, praying was getting difficult; so I asked my husband who was also praying over me (thank God for my priest) to pass me my phone. I began to play recorded messages of my pastors sharing the Word of God. Afterwards I prayed a bit more than I decided to switch to worship; I went on YouTube and started to play songs from one of my favorite worshippers. Wow! In no time, I had strength to pray and I started praying in tongues until my body began to shake. Of course, fear tried to creep in but I refused to let it!


There was an automatic shift when I began to praise God; it helped me to take the attention off of what I was feeling and focus on how good God is. Wow! Wow!! Wow!!! Within a few minutes, I was up and about like nothing happened. And I couldn't help but praise God some more. I thanked him for health, imagine someone confined to a hospital bed; prayer may be the last thing on their mind. I thanked God for the privilege of prayer; I thanked God for the ability to move my legs, hands, etc. 

There are so many good things that we overlook because we are too busy focusing on what we don't have. If you can complain, then you surely have more than enough reasons to give thanks. If you're tempted to complain about a utility bill, that means you have a roof over your head to be thankful for. If you complain about your child making a mess in your home, it means that you have a child and a home to be thankful for. If you could complain about your boss that means that you have a job to thank God for; the list is endless.

I want to challenge today, instead of complaining about that thing choose to give thanks. Refuse to focus on the issue and look to God, he is the solution. If you take some time to recollect what you’ve been through in the past, you’ll realize that problems, challenges, issues, etc. never last forever. Be encouraged!


With lots of love,

- Bunmi

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Wednesday, January 17, 2018

An Ode to My One and Only First Love


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To the ONE that captivated my heart
To the ONE that captured my soul
To the ONE that catered to every fiber of my being

I LOVE YOU

Your LOVE is intoxicating
Your LOVE is overwhelming
Your LOVE is irresistible

I LOVE YOU

I cannot and NEVER will forget when we first met
It was LOVE at first sight
It was REAL love

I LOVE YOU

I remember FALLING asleep in your arms at night
I remember your KISSES wiping my tears away
I remember you being my LIGHT in darkness

I LOVE YOU

Memories of our intimate moments fill my MIND
Memories of you catching me after each fall fill my HEART
Memories of your presence at all times fill my MOMENTS

I LOVE YOU

I cannot and never will stop LOVING you
I cannot and never will stop THINKING about you
I cannot and never will stop YEARNING for you

I LOVE YOU

How can my first love be my GOD?
How can my first love be my KING?
How can my first love be my FATHER?

I LOVE YOU

You are my EVERYTHING
My everything is YOU
NOTHING else will do

I LOVE YOU! I LOVE YOU!! I LOVE YOU!!!

Thank you for never LEAVING me
Thank you for LOVING me unconditionally
Thank you for always LIFTING me in your arms

OH HOW, I LOVE YOU! THANK YOU FOR FIRST LOVING ME!!!

Now and forever you will always remain my first and only LOVE
Now and forever you will be the owner of my HEART
Now and forever you will be the center of my UNIVERSE


TO MY FIRST AND FOREVER LOVE, I LOVE YOU FOREVER!

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John 15:13 No one shows greater love than when he lays down his life for his friends. (ISV)

I am madly in love with Jesus like never before. If you spent a large part of your life searching for love in all the wrong places, through all the wrong means and in all the wrong people, until you found out that it is only Jesus that could fill that void; you'd understand what I mean. I remember times in my life when I was literally down and out; I had nothing going for me. I failed out of physical therapy school, my longtime relationship crashed, I had no job, the people that I called friends disappeared, I barely had enough money to eat and pay my bills; but GOD! 

He was always there, cheering me on and comforting me. He reminded me of his love for me constantly. Even when I tried to fight it, he didn't let me go. Even when I tried to ignore him, he drew me closer. It was when I finally let my guards down and allowed him to be him and love me that I found a reason to keep living. It was in my time of surrender, that I discovered him and in turn discovered me. It was in this time that I discovered my purpose and it all made sense; there were some things that I had to grow through in order to fulfill destiny. There were also some things that I didn't have to subject myself to; but the good news is that he caused all things to work out for my good.

JESUS IS MY FIRST LOVE!

*If you have no idea what I am referring to, you're missing out! Jesus is knocking on the door of your heart; all you have to do is let him in [Click here].

If you have experience his love, why don't you just take some time to thank him for his love today!


Thanks for reading! God bless you!


With lots of love,


- Bunmi

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Wednesday, January 10, 2018

Supernatural Woman II - Travelling while Pregnant

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Hello everyone!

I pray that your 2018 is off to a great start! If not, no worries it will get better just trust God and follow his plan!

I initially spoke about my experience with my first pregnancy here. I continue below:

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          I travelled back to the U.S. while 7 months pregnant as I stated previously; I was accompanied by my mom and grandmother. Prior to the trip, I tried to mentally prepare for it. The thought of being on a plane for about twelve hours straight was not appealing; especially since my husband wouldn't be there with me. I had been imagining the day that my husband and I would gathering our belongings from Akure and bid our farewells as we boarded the aircraft; crossing oceans while enjoying impeccable service in business class. Well neither happened and I wasn't a happy camper. But I had to put on my 'big girl pants', suck it up and be strong. Saying goodbye to my church family was also very hard; they had become a major part of my life for over a year; I held back tears as they serenaded me with songs, kind words, gifts, etc. on my last day at church.

         Afterwards, my husband and I travelled to Lagos to meet up with my mom. Shortly after our arrival, I noticed that I was spotting. I was really concerned as my flight was just a couple of days away. We attributed the spotting to the stress of the trip (travelling from Akure, stopping over in Ife to see my pastors and then our final stop in Lagos) and concluded that I should rest instead of us hanging out at a few of our favorite spots in Lagos. 

       As I continued to spot, fear threatened to grip my heart but I kept confessing God's Word; According to, Exodus 23:26 "None shall cast their young nor be barren in thy land; the number of thy days I will fulfill"; I would say, "I will not cast my young or miscarry my baby in Jesus name." I was hoping that the bleeding would stop but it continued; my husband decided to take me to a pharmacy to purchase medication that should stop the bleeding. I was really concerned about taking medication during my pregnancy ( I actually don't like taking meds regularly) but the pharmacist informed me that it was safe. I reluctantly obliged so that my husband wouldn't worry and also for the sake of my baby.

         The day of my trip came a little too quickly; I secretly wished that time would be paused for a few days as the thought of leaving my husband behind made me very emotional. The time for our flight finally came; and we loaded my husband's and my aunt's cars with all of my, my mom's and my grandmother's luggage (we had so many bags!) Driving to the airport wasn’t too bad, I held on to every minute that I had left to spend with my husband.

Checking in at the airport was stressful; when they found out that I was pregnant they gave me a hard time. I was told to get a clearance from the airport nurse stating that I was healthy enough to travel and to confirm my belly circumference (to ensure that I wasn't too far along); even though I had documentation from my doctor stating just that. Long story short, about an hour of finally being able to get the clearance I discovered that it was not needed because I was a U.S. citizen; a waste of time and money. But I pretty much did it to myself, if I didn't mention that I was pregnant to one of the airline staff, no one would have noticed. I was barely showing, my bump was small and I had on a loose fitting kaftan.

       The moment had finally come, I braced myself to say goodbye to my husband. I could barely look at him as we hugged, kissed and said our "I love you(s)" and "see you soon(s)". I managed not to cry and faked a smile instead as I walked to our gate. After an hour or so, we were finally able to board the plane. By this time, I was exhausted. The only thing on my agenda was SLEEP. When we arrived at our seats, I was disappointed; we were given seats in the middle aisle - no window seat for me to rest my head on and there was minimal leg room. I just sat down and accepted my fate as it was a full flight; there was no option to choose another seat.

      I managed to sleep briefly until they announced that they were serving food, finally! When the air hostess finally came around to get our orders, I was relieved; I was really hungry. My mom and grandmother got their food first and I sat patiently as I waited for mine; only for the air hostess to return and say that they no longer had rice; and all that was left was chicken. I almost cried as I explained to her that I was pregnant and hungry. The hostess said she would see what she could do; she returned about 20 minutes later with something that looked like it was tossed together a few seconds ago. I managed to eat the tasteless rice and sauce. Afterwards, I walked a little throughout the aircraft as I read that it was important for me (being pregnant) to move around frequently to avoid blood clots; so I took walks every few hours to keep the blood flowing. 

      After twelve long hours, some tasteless meals, a number of attempted sleep sessions and uncomfortable seating, we arrived in New York safely. As the plane touched down, sounds of people clapping, rejoicing and shouting "Thank you Jesus, thank you Lord" filled the air. I was relieved; I couldn't wait to get to my parent's house. Upon exiting the airport, the cold chill hit me without a warning; I quickly said hi to my dad and rushed into the car. First stop was Burger King per my request! As filling my belly, I was satisfied. We finally got home and it felt good but different; it felt different to be in my parent's house again; so much had change. I chatted with my siblings a bit and then I borrowed someone's phone to call my husband. It felt so weird to be talking to my husband from the other side of the phone on the other side of the world...this was the beginning of many of such moments.


To be continued...



You are blessed!



- Bunmi


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Wednesday, January 03, 2018

Make the Best of 2018

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HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!


Woohoo the long await year has arrived!!! 2018!!!

Congratulations! You made it! You're reading this because you're alive!!! What a beautiful time to be alive!

I am very excited about this New Year, I hope you are also? If not, GET EXCITED!

Before proceeding further, I want to thank you all for your support. Thank you! Thank you!! Thank you!!!

It is one thing to pour out your heart and pray that people would take the time to read it; it is another thing to actually have people read your work and give you feedback! I am grateful to all my readers; you inspire and motivate me!

One of my goals for this blog this year is to be more consistent in posting here (So help me God!). I also want to make it more interactive. Your comments, feedback, suggestions, etc. are greatly appreciated! Please help me to keep the fire burning, your feedback means so much to me.

Now that I've gotten that out of the way, let's continue to today's post.

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So it is a New Year and a number of things occur at the beginning of each year. People are generally in high spirits. People are making resolutions, setting goals and dreaming big. You hear phrases like:  "New Year, New Me" or "Out with the old, in with the new". These are all good and great. I always encourage people to make plans and set achievable goals. There is a common saying that goes, "If you fail to plan, you plan to fail"; I totally agree.

Many people start off each year in grand style; however a couple of months after ringing in the new year, "life happens" and many end up hopeless and discouraged. We see many people lacking the strength to get pass the hurdles and end up throwing in the towel. 

Don't be that person this year! Enough time has been wasted! Enough goals have been left unachieved! No more giving up! No more loosing hope! Dream again, believe again and hope again!

"The definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results."- Albert Einstein

In this New Year, one of the keys to accomplishing your goals is to develop a new game plan and be consistent (stick to it). In this generation we are used to getting things done fast- when we want it and how we want it. The Word 'patience' seems to have become a curse; 'overnight success' and 'getting rich fast' are more appealing phrases. Giving up at the first sign of resistance is a no-no; there is beauty in persistence because it always produces the desired outcome.

But, can I be honest with you? While all this sounds good and straightforward, it takes a divine intervention for your dreams to become a reality. It takes inside information to develop a new game plan that will actually work. Naturally speaking, we don't have the ability to accomplish God-inspired goals in our strength. Many people recognize a higher power or a supreme being; as a result there are many religions today. However, I'd like to invite you into a relationship; I'd like to introduce you to true love, to the real definition of fatherhood; I'd like to introduce to a person, the truth, the real deal, the all-knowing, and all-powerful.

I know, LORD, that our lives are not our own. We are not able to plan our own course. - Jeremiah 10:23 (NLT)

Stop doing business as usual; there is always a bigger and better way. Having a relationship with God is the first step; however we must cultivate this relationship. Like any relationship, if you fail to put in work the relationship will not flourish. If you've not accepted the Jesus as your Lord and savior, don't wait another second, click here. If you already have a relationship with God, that's great; but it is time to step it up a few notches. 

When you received Jesus as your Lord and savior, you gave up your right to take care of yourself and figure life out by yourself; you no longer have to be independent, instead choose to be absolutely dependent on God. God has a plan for every aspect of your life, you really don't know all there is to know about your life. It takes an intimate relationship with God to know the different phases and stages of your life (Ecclesiastes 3:1).

I will instruct thee and teach thee in the way which thou shalt go: I will guide thee with mine eye. - Psalm 32:8 (KJV) 
The LORD says, "I will guide you along the best pathway for your life. I will advise you and watch over you. -Psalm 32:8 (NLT)
 
Stop putting pressure on yourself, stop trying to do it by yourself, stop trying to figure it out by yourself, stop allowing yourself to be led by circumstances; if you continue, your strength will fail. Connect to the strength of God through constant fellowship with him. Seek to know him for yourself, seek to go beyond the perimeter and press into intimacy with him; this is TRUE LOVE! As you develop this relationship, he will instruct, teach and guide you into the beautiful life that he has prepared for (Psalm 32:8). Let your pursuit for God be your number one goal this year; as you seek him, he will reveal his plans for you (Jeremiah 29:11) which will inform your goal setting.

You make known to me the path of life; you will fill me with joy in your presence, with eternal pleasures at your right hand. -Psalm 16:11 (NIV)
  
In this New Year, I pray that you will develop a burning desire to seek God more and develop a better relationship with him. I pray that you will be strengthened to prioritize fellowship with God. I pray that the things that have distracted you in the past will give way to a renewed passion for God and fulfilling his purpose for your life. AMEN


Thanks for reading! I love you!


You're blessed!

~With lots of love

Bunmi Adebiyi

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Monday, December 18, 2017

Supernatural Woman- Pregnant not Disabled

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Hello Folks!!!

Welcome back!!! And if it is you're first time here, you are most welcomed!

I want to thank you for reading this blog, it has been an encouragement. When people contact me and say that they've been blessed by something that I share on this space, I am overwhelmed! 

THANK YOU! THANK YOU!! THANK YOU!!!

Thank God for an awesome 2017, looking forward to bigger and better things on this blog in 2018.

I shared how my husband and I found out how I was pregnant with our first child here. In this post I continue my pregnancy journey. ENJOY!


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Overall, my pregnancy was stress-free. Besides the normal fatigue, I didn't have any symptoms. I never had nausea, I never vomited, I never had strange cravings...as a matter of fact, I lost weight during the first trimester because I didn't have much of an appetite. People around us had no idea that we were expecting, we only told our pastors and parents initially. When we finally told people, many of them were surprised; I didn't look or "act" pregnant...they were shocked that I did not have any symptoms. I was five months pregnant when my baby bump decided to make a slight appearance. By that time, the cat was out of the bag...it was no longer our little secret.

I was enjoying the journey; it was a miracle to have someone growing inside of me. I was grateful to God because, I knew that it wasn't the "norm" to be able to have energy to do so many things during pregnancy. Every morning, I'd speak to my baby, pray over my baby and take confessions about my baby and pregnancy. I was determine to do this pregnancy by faith; I couldn't afford to go about it naturally and just go with the flow. I didn't want my feelings to lead me, I decided to control what I felt by using the Word of God.

I was also aware that work needed to be done because of the phase of ministry that we were in. I couldn't afford to live off of my feelings. I couldn't afford the temptation to blame my laziness on pregnancy. I intentionally pushed myself to do things that many felt pregnant women shouldn't do. I made up my mind to keep up with business as usual; I still worked my normal schedule at the office, I still attended all church services, etc.

The first sermon that I ever preached in my life was during my pregnancy, I believe I was a little over five months pregnant. During my quiet time one day, God spoke to me and said I want you to preach on Sunday. I was shocked, me? preach? While I'm pregnant? Ahhh!?!?  I wanted to brush it off but I knew that I had heard from God, so I couldn't fight it. When I told my husband, I was shocked at his response. He felt that people wouldn't be able to get pass my accent....at least that's what he said. I secretly felt like he thought I wasn't ready...or maybe that was my insecurities talking to me. At the end of the day, he agreed.

Lo and behold, the night before my first sermon I started to feel really sick. I had an "upset tummy" and I felt really weak. It was struggle to get out of bed that morning, but I had to put my game face on. Off I went to church all prayed up and drawing from inward strength...it was all I had. I still felt funny as I sat through the various parts of service up unto it was time to minister. Once I got on that stage, every single symptom disappeared. It was like an out of body experience! I ministered on being led by the Holy Spirit. For the first time I understood what it meant to minister by the anointing, whew it was an amazing experience! And when people said that they were blessed, I was encouraged.

If anyone would have told me that I would stand before hundreds of people and speak for about an hour; I would have laughed in Chinese and called them a liar! I remember the days when just the thought of speaking in front of a couple of people would have me sweating bullets and glued to the toilet. What a privilege to have Jesus, he turned my life around and helped me to redefine myself. I know for sure that it was the God in me, his special grace that helped me to stand before the congregation that day, 

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After church service, I felt worse. I was vomiting (the first and only time during my pregnancy) and my tummy was running. I was very concerned because I was pregnant. We eventually discovered that I had food poisoning. My husband and I had a date night on Saturday; after a great meal I decided that I wanted fresh catfish pepper soup. I should have known something was wrong when the waitress looked startled at our request; furthermore, it took them forever to serve what should have took about 20 minutes. To top it off it was NOT worth the wait, it was the worse pepper soup that I've ever had. It took me a couple of days to recover and get it all out of my system. Thank God for an amazing mother in-love that took good care of me during that time.

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A few months into our marriage, our pastors informed us that we were selected to start up a branch of our church in the United States. We began the process of relocation by applying for a VISA for my husband shortly after our wedding.  And the process was taking FOREVER! As my belly grew larger, we had to make a decision. I had to come to the US first and my husband would as soon as he got his VISA.  It was a very hard decision but it had to be done, so I packed up my belongings and left Nigeria at 7 months pregnant.



To be continued....


You are blessed!


- Bunmi


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