WORD ALIVE RETREAT 2024: PERSONAL EXPERIENCES AND TESTIMONIES
MOJISOLA SOPHIE (Lagos, Nigeria)
Provision before the Retreat
For me, the retreat started way before we left Lagos. I've attended two retreats before this, and each time it comes, I’m always so broke that sometimes, all I’ll have is the Uber fare that’ll take me and my luggage to the pickup spot, not knowing how I'll return home when we get back to Lagos. This year, I was thinking (not saying out loud or praying, just thinking) God, I don't want to be broke for ori-oke this year. Between the day I had that thought and the day we left for Ikoyi, I got numerous random cash gifts that ran into hundreds of thousands. Even while we were at the retreat, I got a credit alert.
Blood sugar level issues
Before the retreat, I had low blood sugar & low blood pressure, which usually led to dizzy spells. It was so bad that I couldn’t fast from food for the pre-retreat fasting & prayers because I mustn't skip meals. So naturally, I worried about how I was going to cope at the retreat, especially on days when meal times were delayed. To the glory of God, I did not have a single dizzy spell at the retreat, not on days we had delayed meal times & still not till this moment.
Bus breaking down
During the trip to Ikoyi, one of the buses was overheating, so we had to keep stopping to cool it down. At about the 3rd stop, the retreat team started praying, and while we were at it, I heard ‘worship and praise all the way’, with confirmation from two other people. We left that stop with our voices raised to God & to His glory, the bus that was overheating went all the way to Ikoyi without needing to cool off anymore. God only wanted worship & everything that happened at the retreat pointed to that.
Squatting at the retreat ground
The previous retreats I've been to, I had always bunked comfortably in rooms I was allocated, so naturally I was hoping this year would be the same, but God said LOL! Imagine my amusement when we got to Ikoyi and I found out I indeed had no room 💀. Like, I was not allocated to any room at all. But because I was tired from the journey, I picked up my bag and planned to just relax and shower in the room I was sitting in. Later on, the instruction was for retreat team members who didn’t have rooms to meet Remi or Abimbola in charge of allocations, so we could be fixed in a room. Naturally, I'm not one to defy instructions in gatherings; however, on that first night, I dodged every chance that could evict me from the room I was squatting in. After a while, I was unsettled about my behavior, so I decided to meet Remi to let her know I didn't have a place to sleep. Upon meeting her, I opened my mouth to speak, I called out her name, she answered me, but then I went blank. I didn't know or remember what I had come to meet her for, so I shrugged & went back upstairs. I remember from the moment I stepped back into that room, my spirit calmed, and I didn't feel like I was defying authority anymore. I just knew right then that was the room God would have me be in, which the holy spirit began to piece to my understanding in the days that followed. I was in awe.
My roommates
I had life-changing encounters with every roommate this year. Every conversation had, games played, even moments of pain & discomfort of some of the ladies changed my life. We were playing the Christian culture game on the second day, and I was anchoring it. The game had thought-provoking conversation starters, and I gave responses to the best of my knowledge, totally oblivious to the fact that some of my answers were laying the foundation in someone else’s heart. After the games, she mentioned how she had been craving a new dimension in her walk with God & from our conversation, I knew she no longer wanted to crawl, but fly. Another lady wanted to experience what it felt like to be consumed by the spirit without losing it to distractions. So in the course of the conversation, I gave them random practical tips to the best of my knowledge & we went on with other camp activities. To the glory of God, at the vigil later that night, these ladies got all they wanted and more. One of them later mentioned it was the tips I shared earlier that opened her up and prepared her heart to receive from God without caving in to distractions.
Holding on to Jesus’ feet
Before the retreat, I was jokingly telling everyone that at this ori-oke, I'm going to hold Jesus' garment till it tears because I've seen too much shege and enough is enough. Fast forward to the first vigil when we were worshipping, I saw myself literally holding on to Jesus’ leg. Then all of a sudden from nowhere, in the flesh, I felt someone holding me on the exact leg where I was holding Jesus 😭😭😭😭. It was a shock because I didn’t even know who or what was happening, but as I felt that touch on my leg, I opened my eyes to see it was Olúrèmí literally grabbing that leg the same way I grabbed Jesus in that vision & I just started laughing. When Remi asked people who had suicidal thoughts to come out, the Holy Spirit reminded me that this was me not too long ago & how I didn’t believe Him when He told me then that a day would come and I wouldn’t even remember I used to be depressed or had suicidal ideation. In that moment, He told me that would be the same experience for every single person who stepped out that night, too. Their joy will be full, and nothing can steal it from them ever.
In conclusion, I always pray to come to the retreat empty, and every single year, God strips me till nothing is left and then He fills me back up at the retreat. I'll never forget the things he does in, for & through me. Glory to His name!
ABOSEDE (Lagos, Nigeria)
Hmm, where will I start from? (laughs) Some days before the retreat, in my quiet time, I had asked God, “Don’t you want me to get married? If you don’t, it’s totally fine, just let me know, so I can stop looking forward and focus on something else (laughs). (I didn’t ask rudely) I asked this question from a place of tiredness, because it seemed like this area of my life was just not coming forth as the Lord had spoken. Yes, I had received words, visions, dreams, and revelations from God concerning it, but it was just not happening (in my own timing, of course).
Fast forward to the retreat day, the first testimony was when our bus kept stopping like every 10-15 minutes because it was overheating (so the driver said), but we knew by the spirit that it was way beyond that, the devil was trying to hinder and frustrate us, especially the first timers. Many people had started complaining, and we knew it was the devil’s strategy to steal our blessings. God gave us the leading to pray and we prayed, laying hands on the bus. Then we started singing till it gradually became like a revival that we didn’t want to stop, it was so sweet. Then we got back on the bus and continued singing till we got to the retreat ground. It was a very interesting and fun moment for us, because at that point we had already taken our minds off what was wrong with the bus and we just continued in praise to God. If I tell you that the bus didn’t stop or overheat till we got to the retreat ground. Wow! Talk about a prayer answering God, my God! That burst my brain, not because I am unbelieving o but imagine after praying and laying hands and singing and shouting for joy, the bus stopped again, ah, it will almost look like a mockery of what we’re going to do at the retreat and this can spark unbelief in new comers and even old comers as well, because there is just a thin line between believing and doubt creeping in gradually.
We got to the retreat, then someone walked up to me the next morning and told me she saw a ring on my finger, that she didn’t know if I was married or something, but she saw a ring on my finger, and she was led to tell me and she saw this when we were on the bus. I saw her on the bus and I had casually asked for her name (she was a newcomer) and when she told me “Temiloluwa,” then I joked that, ha ha, what of us, how can only you be claiming God, we both laughed and that was it. Then, when I was assigned to captain a room, she was one of my room members, and she told me this the next morning. Hmm, only a fool will say there is no God. This was God answering my previously asked question saying, “baby girl, I want you to get married” I was teary when she told me because I felt so seen by God.
Then, the first vigil came and I had a revelation, after I fell under the anointing when we were worshipping, I saw a ladder and I was climbing, I kept climbing until I got to a throne room, it was as though God was seated and I fell before the throne, I didn’t see who was seated there but in the vision I knew that I was in the presence of God, then I heard loudly, “what do you want?”. Ehn, what do I want ke? I can imagine being asked that in the physical, ha, the person go bankrupt o, lol, but again I was in the spirit and this is where the state of my heart will be unveiled even to me. I was surprised by what I asked, maybe not surprised, sha. When I became conscious and was taking down notes about my encounter, I realised it was nothing carnal or even selfish at all; it was all about God using me to bring glory back to Him. When I was writing down my encounter, I was like, wait, Abosede, you did not ask for money? Me that I need money. I was super excited about that encounter, and I thank the Lord for it.
Then the second vigil came, and a lot happened at that vigil. I got words for myself, I got a confirmation about what God had told me whilst preparing for the retreat. I got words for people, it was a whole lot of experience and if I start going into that now, omo, we will stay long here. My highlight was after the vigil, when everyone had left, it was just PRems, Bukky and I left. I was supposed to leave with some of my friends, but PRems called me aside, so they left. A little backstory before I continue, PRems reached out to me that she wanted to make some outfits for the retreat, and I was one of the people God pointed out to her to make the outfits. So she wanted to make 2
outfits from me and of course, she wanted to pay and she told me to send some styles and the cost, but as she spoke to me, it was laid in my spirit to make them free. I was like ‘ha God, you know I don’t have money now’, I just had a serious financial setback a couple of weeks ago and I had not even recovered from it as at that time. Things were so hard and now God was telling me to sew for free. I would have thought it was the devil trying to stress me more (laughs), but I know the voice of God and I said ok. Not because I had money to use to buy fabrics, but because I knew He would provide the money. God provided somehow, and I made the outfits. So, back to the present day, PRems beckoned to me and in my mind, I was like, what did I do? Seriously, that was what I thought, because I was playing and taking picture with some friends and people I just met when she called me, I went and she brought something out of her bag, they were sewing threads, 2 big-sized sewing threads, she placed them on my hands and blessed me and my business. She said God told her to do it, ha, my Father! I was like, God, you saw that too? It’s funny the things I thought I just did out of just being an obedient child of God and God, letting me know ‘I see that baby’. I didn’t see it coming, I am not going to lie. I was happy, I knew I had received something and I was joyful about it.
After the retreat, for the first time in the history of my business, I stopped taking orders for the year before November ended. Ha, what a mighty God, my business got more visibility, especially beyond shores. As I write this testimonial, I just closed my second order for the year 2025 and it is the highest amount I have ever recorded in just a single order since the beginning of my business and we are just in January. Ha! What a marvellous God. I know I am not ready for what God is set to do this year, but I am ready to be blown by His wonders. Let me mention this; my after retreat experience was not rosy as you are reading, I didn’t just come from retreat to manifestations, a lot happened, I struggled spiritually at some point, I struggled with delayed obedience that cost me at some point, it was all mixed up, but in all of these God was right by me and His mercies saved me. Praise God!!!
BUKKY AMOBOYE (Lagos, Nigeria)
First of all, let me just say—there was absolutely nothing the enemy didn’t try to derail this retreat. Every tactic in the book, even up to the last day. Satan relentless die 😂.
But God had already given us His word; not only had He gone ahead of us, but everything was ready! When we received this word, we didn’t even have a million naira in the account, out of a 10 million naira budget. And beyond the finances, so much was still left undone. Honestly, this was the most laid-back the admin had ever been for a retreat. We had the date, we’d been fasting and praying since August, but actual plans? Nothing. There was even a point during a meeting when we joked about how relaxed we all were—and then realized, everyone knew it—but for some reason, none of us felt any particular urgency. Every now and then, I’d ask God, “How far, retreat? Are we not planning at all? What’s with this silence? All I kept hearing was, “I am doing My thing Myself.” Eventually, we’d realize that God was working in the background the whole time. In fact, He had already given a word and instruction for the retreat as far back as January; we just didn’t remember it at the time. It wasn’t until about a month before the retreat that we finalized the team and started proper planning.
The Theme
One night, the admin prayed over the theme for the retreat. We shared what God had laid on our hearts, and Pastor Remi mentioned a few specifics: The Forging Place, The Delivery Place, and The Delivery Room. As we prayed, I felt in my spirit that it was The Delivery Room. I asked for confirmation, and the Spirit took me on a journey through all the previous retreats, showing how they were all connected:
2020: Get Away With Me
2021: Get Away With Me; The Rising of An Army
2022: Get Away With Me; The Waiting Room
2023: Get Away With Me; It Begins
2024: Get Away With Me; The Delivery Room
It was clear that it was a progression: gathering His people, raising an army, preparing people with destinies to carry His mandate. Then came the waiting room, the labor pains, and now—the time for delivery! God is so intentional!
Pastor Remi also shared recurring dreams she had of people in the labor room giving birth. She had a vision to re-enact this in a short film to introduce the theme. We needed a hospital for this vision, and after days of searching, we finally found one to work with. The week of the shoot, I had a completely unrelated call with a friend I hadn’t spoken to in a while. During an admin meeting the next day, I remembered this friend I had spoken to the night before knew someone who owned a hospital. I mentioned it, reached out, and within a day, we had everything we needed—free of charge!
While planning the retreat, work became even more stressful, and I had also just started a course that felt overwhelming. I thought I’d have to just drop the course since retreat week was approaching, but the Holy Spirit quickly rebuked me, saying I would finish the course no matter what.
There were days when I came home drained and had to cry just to release the tension. At some point, I even paused one of my side hustles because I just couldn’t keep up. I needed the money, but I also needed body, soul and spirit whole first.
I relied heavily on God for strength, and He provided it. At times, I’d pause during the day or night to pray, asking God for strength and help approach retreat planning without thinking it as ‘work.’ He answered by strengthening me, giving me grace and wisdom, and walking with me through every stretch.
As the retreat neared, God also began revealing areas in me that needed to go, things that wouldn’t serve me in the season I was about to enter, preparing me even before the retreat started. I told my boss and requested leave, though it was bad timing for her because she had an event coming up that week. She grumbled for a bit, especially since I was her go-to for events, but eventually approved it without much back-and-forth. (Side note: according to my contract, I wasn’t due for leave till November, but thankfully, she forgot!🤭)
When I arrived in Ibadan on Wednesday to meet the team, some challenges surfaced, one of which was Pastor Remi’s health—her tummy hurt badly. I remember on Friday
morning, she started throwing up as we were about to go shopping. I knew it was the enemy, so I prayed quietly and alerted the admin to intercede as well.
Financial Miracles
Our initial budget was over 10 million naira in this tough economy. How would we manage it? Only, we weren’t the ones expected to raise it—God had said He was doing His thing Himself, and He proved it. We sent out letters and flyers for support and gave what we could. The most amazing
part? It was the small drops that made the ocean. Very few people gave above 100k; most donations were 1k, 2k, or 5k, many from anonymous sources. God truly multiplied our “five loaves” into overflowing baskets. On October 24th, the day before the retreat, we had about 3.7m in the account and
needed another 3m to cover major expenses. At the market, prices were ridiculously higher than budgeted, yet somehow, we managed to buy everything. By midnight, after reconciling our accounts, we were shocked to find we only needed 948k more. How? We double-checked: we had 197k in cash and 3.4m in the account when we were going to the market, yet we had spent more than budgeted. More shockingly, when we tried to recheck the retreat account sheet on my laptop, the moment I touched the cursor to wake the screen, it went off.
I mean, immediately, the laptop actually went off dramatically. We were stunned, stared at each other, then just burst out laughing. Like was this God’s way of saying,
“Stop trying to calculate My miracle”? 😂😂
For about 10-20 minutes, we sat in awe, marveling at God’s wonders, asking, “How?” Then, out of nowhere, the laptop came back on by itself without anybody touching it. I nearly jumped out of my chair😂😂 Let me explain—this is my laptop, and if it ever goes off, especially when the battery is low, it doesn’t come back on without charging. And the battery wasn’t even low! I’ve had it for over a year, and it never does that. God really wanted us to know He was in control. The laptop stayed on for another 15-20 minutes before shutting off again, but we didn’t bother calculating anymore. There was no need. 😂😂😂
Fast forward to Friday, and even more drama unfolded. That morning, I was praying, and the Lord began to speak again about emotional healing and more. Despite the enemy’s antics, I had peace, knowing God had already settled the retreat. However, more challenges arose, and it seemed like history might repeat itself. Last year, we were short-staffed and couldn’t welcome people at Ori-Oke on time. This time, we managed better by sending a team ahead, but the rest of us in Ibadan faced unexpected ‘chaos’.
The bus driver who went with the first team refused to pick up the rest of us until he got his balance. To make it worse, he picked up other passengers, dropped Wale—one of us—in the rain, and left. Wale’s phone stopped working due to the rain, so we couldn’t even reach him. Pastor Remi and I took an Uber to Iwo Road and began walking about in the rain at night, calling out Wale’s name like we were in an Africa Magic Epic movie. 😂 Thankfully, we found him and he had gotten another bus willing to take us to Ori-Oke. We picked up the rest of the team with our things and moved. While on our way, reports came in from Ori-Oke about someone threatening to leave. As we prayed and worshipped in the bus, I remembered a vision Pastor Remi had shared months ago about someone at the retreat. The Holy Spirit confirmed it was this person, so we knew we couldn’t let them leave.
When we arrived, we dropped our things and went to meet them. The enemy was clearly at work, but as we spoke and listened to them, we prayed under our breath. By morning, the dust had settled, and God had His way. That Friday night, as we arrived, the atmosphere felt heavy, almost like the clouds were pregnant, waiting to pour out. We had a brief worship session and exhortation by Pastor Remi to set the tone for the retreat. There was no specific agenda; it was an “anything can happen” moment, and we were open to whatever God wanted to do.
Saturday morning at the mountain was glorious.
We worshipped, and God basked in it. The harsh sun and rough mountain grounds didn’t matter; I found myself on my knees and eventually seated, bowed in worship. At one point, with my head bowed, I was led to open my eyes. What I saw was smoke rising from the ground as we worshipped, ascending to the skies and gathering there. The Lord spoke to me, saying, “This is the incense of your worship rising up to Me” We stayed for a while, lost in worship, until it was time for the church service on the mountain.
As we descended, I caught sight of a jet line in the sky, but I instantly knew it wasn’t a jet line. Pastor Remi saw it too and mentioned how she had seen it first appear as a bright light before forming the line. By the time we left the mountain, the line began to fade. Something had opened up in the spirit, but it felt like God had only just begun with us. We headed to our hostels, had lunch, played games, and rested briefly.
We were scheduled to have a teaching before the vigil, but the enemy threw everything at us to prevent it. Yet, God prevailed. We gained access to a church building opposite one of the hostels, and though there was no electricity, we made do with torchlights and lamps. As we approached the church entrance, we could hear the voices of the people gathered inside worshipping. With each step closer, the presence of God grew stronger. By the time Pastor Remi, Omolola, and I entered, the atmosphere was saturated with His presence. We worshipped for a while, and God received our offering wholeheartedly. Soon after, Pastor Remi began teaching. From the very first words, it became evident why this teaching needed to happen before the vigil. It was a divine setup for liberation. The teaching was an eye-opener, a heart softener, and a time of clarity and healing. God began to bring things to remembrance, helping us understand situations that had puzzled us, breaking chains we didn’t even know kept us bound. A scripture that stayed with me from that session is Exodus 34:7: “keeping mercy for thousands, forgiving iniquity and transgression and sin…” Pastor Remi explained it in a way I can never forget:
“Mercy is a cheat code. It is ‘ojoro cancel.’ If the enemy brings a valid case against you, all God needs to declare is mercy, and that’s the end of it.”
That teaching wasn’t just enlightening; it was life-saving. Some people met with Pastor Remi after the teaching and revealed they had been on the verge of suicide. One person had resolved to end their life after the retreat, but through that teaching, they found hope, freedom, and restoration!
God’s mercy is real, abundant, and waiting for YOU. Jump into the pool of mercy! After the teaching, we returned to the hostels for dinner and to rest before heading to the vigil at 11 PM. It was clear that God was just getting started.
Saturday Night- Vigil
That night in the church was nothing short of extraordinary.
Everyone was deep in worship when Pastor Remi, Omolola, Bori, and I arrived. The atmosphere was charged, and it felt like heaven was leaning in. We joined in, and after some time, we began to pray. As the prayer gained momentum, Pastor Remi handed me the microphone to lead, and we continued, praying fervently in the Spirit. As we pressed on, the Holy Spirit shared an analogy with me, one that helped shed light on what was happening. I could sense that many didn’t fully grasp the weight of what we were doing, as praying in tongues often becomes routine or religious for some, robbing it of its depth and power. So, I paused and began to share the analogy as the Holy Spirit explained it:
When a woman is pregnant, her body undergoes numerous changes—minor and major—all in preparation for the baby. At the point of delivery, critical things must happen: the water breaks, contractions begin, and the cervix dilates up to 10cm to make way for the baby to come out, etc. There’s a whole lot of adjustment, pressure, and realignment going on within her body to ensure that delivery is successful.
And just as it is in the physical, so it is spiritually. This was directly tied to the theme of the retreat: The Delivery Room. That night, the church was transformed into a divine delivery room. Our spirits needed to go through the necessary adjustments to ensure that what we carried could be birthed successfully. After I shared that, there was a switch, especially for me. As we prayed in the Spirit, I felt the Holy Spirit take full control. My prayers began to flow in a way I had never experienced before. I heard myself groan in tongues I had never heard before. It almost felt like I was removed from it, as the Spirit took hold of my voice and movement. There was a sudden drunkenness in the spirit and I nearly crumbled under the weight of it but the Spirit at the same time kept lifting me, brooding through me. At a point, we began to worship again. We worshipped for hours, the presence of God growing stronger with each minute. It was like we were stepping deeper into His embrace and time no longer mattered. Then, I felt another switch. I couldn’t tell exactly when, but I suddenly felt the unmistakable presence of Jesus before me. I was bent over before Him and couldn’t even look directly at Him. All I could do was cry out, “Jesus, Son of David, have mercy on me.” I was pleading with everything inside me, desperate for His touch, begging Him not to leave without touching me. It was the very essence of the hymn,
“Pass me not, O gentle Savior,
Hear my humble cry
While on others thou art calling
Do not pass me by.”
I couldn’t let Him pass me without receiving His mercy.
Somehow, I found myself on the floor, still crying. I reached out and grabbed His feet, and as I finally raised my eyes to Him, He stretched out His hand to me and I grabbed hold of it. I don’t know how long I stayed there, but I know I had never felt so safe and loved. Soon, Omolola began to sing a song that felt like a declaration of freedom. It was a song we had sung the previous year, but this time the words spoke of mercy. As we sang and danced in worship, it felt like each person was having a personal encounter with God. Men were being liberated, and the atmosphere was charged with glory.
Pastor Remi moved through the room, praying and delivering words from God, and we remained in that sacred space, lost in worship, until about 8 a.m. Later, we returned to our hostels, rested, and had breakfast. We had been given an
instruction to cook and share food with the residents of Ori-Oke. We cooked Jollof rice and chicken, then began singing and dancing as we carried the food in large bowls.
Initially, we planned to serve 200 people, but as we began, we realized that wouldn’t be enough. Pastor Remi then instructed that all the food be brought out and served to the
residents, and we would have something else for lunch.
We went around, singing and dancing to God as we shared the food with everyone we met along the way, young and old. The joy in the community was overwhelming! People praised and prayed for us, some even marveling at the fact that the meal included two meats. Only God knew when they last had such a meal. The children’s joy was so genuine, and we received their blessings with full hearts. We were also instructed to have all the pregnant women buy gifts for the children and share amongst them. As we went on, we could feel heaven’s presence opening over us. A thick cloud hovered above us, with rays of sunlight shining down from around the cloud—there was no doubt it was God with us. We ended with prayers, and as we headed back to our hostels, the cloud faded.
Later that evening, we were to have a Spiritual Pool, but as the night approached, we knew deep in our spirits that the Holy Spirit wasn’t finished yet. He was leading us in a new direction. What followed was the longest vigil we’d ever had, but we felt more energized than ever by the end. The Lord came to do a thorough work and complete what He had started. We worshipped deeply, and at one point, we all began singing ‘Hallelujah’; repeatedly. As I danced before and with God, I felt led to start dancing around the hall, and before I could pause to think about the instruction, my feet were already in motion, dancing as the Spirit led.
At some point, Pastor Remi came to me and danced with me and I heard God say to me, “I am birthing three things in you tonight”. As we danced together, I felt something being pulled out of me, like weights and excesses being stripped away. It was a powerful and overwhelming experience with both a stripping and a birthing happening simultaneously.
Eventually, I found myself in front again just soaking in His presence. I looked up and saw Pastor Remi on the pulpit, and I sensed that there was about to be another switch.
As I moved to help, the Holy Spirit stopped me and told me to stay with Him first. He just told me that when I was needed, she would call for me, so I refocused on the Lord. Less than a minute later, someone came up to me and danced with me, then hugged me and delivered a message from God. It was a powerful moment, and though I can’t fully explain everything that happened, to this day I remember each word clearly and hold it dear to my heart. A little while after, someone tapped me on the shoulder to tell me Pastor Remi was calling me. I grabbed the anointing oil, per her instruction, and started praying with it as I watched the next move unfold.
Pastor Remi called people up as led—those who were sick, pregnant, dealing with depression, hurt, and so much more. It was clear that God was moving to heal, restore, and comfort each one. He was on a mission to make people whole again. Only whole people can birth and enter into the new things He had laid ahead. I’ll never forget the moment God called out to those struggling with depression and suicidal thoughts. We shared in each other’s burdens, feeling not just each other’s pain, but also God’s deep compassion for His children. His love was so overwhelming—it broke me. There wasn’t a dry eye in the room. That night, God truly touched each person. He came for EVERYONE! It was an unforgettable moment of healing and restoration. We ended in praise, laughter, and joy. All our burdens were lifted, replaced with a joy so deep we couldn’t contain it. We danced, we sang, we prayed, and we took communion.
By the time we wrapped up around 10/11am, we felt completely full! Again, we had an overflow and Pastor Remi prayed over and shared all that was left with the retreat team.
The buses taking people back finally moved, and the team that stayed behind tried to arrange a bus to take us back to Ibadan, but God had other plans. The driver we hired began acting strangely, getting aggressive and demanding his balance before taking us, another driver o! We sensed something wasn’t right, so we decided not to go with him. God was clearly protecting us from something we couldn’t see. The hotel owner was present the whole time and graciously offered us rooms for the night, free of charge, and we stayed in camp for one more night.
I left the retreat in complete awe of God.
Each year, we trust God to surpass the previous year’s experiences, and every year, he does just that. I randomly recall moments from the retreat, and I can’t help but pause and thank God for everything He did. I never see this kain God before... Wonder Wonder Wonder Wonder!!! 💃🏿💃🏿💃🏿
The testimonies that followed and are still following?
Oh, we’re eating good!!
We received mercy, and now we’re seeing the workings!
God is Good ALL the time!!
Hallelujah eee!
PRECIOUS AJIEHI (Lagos, Nigeria)
GOD DID!
That’s the summary of my Retreat experience—God did! He changed the posture of my heart, but let me take you back to where it all began, so you can truly understand how much he did. Before the Retreat, I wasn’t particularly excited. In fact, I was struggling—struggling not to become too familiar with the retreat experience. You know how it is, you’ve attended a couple of retreats, and over time, it feels like you already know what to expect. I didn’t want that to be me, but I couldn’t shake it off. To make it worse, I had unanswered prayers, promises from previous retreats that were still hanging, untouched, unfulfilled. It made keeping an open mind so much harder. There were doubts I refused to acknowledge, let alone confront. Deep inside, there was something that felt…stuck. Oh, don’t get me wrong; God was working miracles even before the Retreat. We were instructed to give something towards the retreat, a seed of faith, but when I checked my account, I didn’t have a single penny. I thought, “God, how can I give when I have nothing?” I left it in his hands, not knowing how it would happen. Then, just a day before the Retreat, someone who had been owing me for a while paid me back what they owed. I was in awe. It was as if God gave me a seed himself so I could sow. 2 Cor 9:10 Now he who supplies seed to the sower and bread for food will also supply and increase your store of seed and will enlarge the harvest of your righteousness. It was a powerful reminder that God was already moving, setting the stage for something greater. And the planning itself? Oh, God showed up for us in ways that still leave me speechless. This year’s retreat had the shortest planning time we’ve ever had, and yet, somehow, everything we needed fell into place. The provisions, the resources, the people, it was like God had hand-picked every detail to remind us that this was His retreat, not ours.
RETREAT DAY
Finally, the big day arrived. We had done everything we could to ensure this retreat was different. Every loophole we noticed in previous years? We’d closed them. From multiple emails to phone calls, we were determined that things would run smoothly this time. When people started arriving early, my heart soared. You don’t understand, the pain of waiting for hours is real! So seeing people trooping in on time felt like a mini-victory. Of course, there were still a few people held up by one thing or another, and we had to wait for them. Every. Single. One. I remember stepping into the bus and whispering to God, “What if someone from the 99 gets frustrated and leaves because we’re waiting for that one soul?” It was a lighthearted prayer, but deep down, I meant it.
ARRIVAL NIGHT
Now, let me paint the scene: it rained. No surprise there. Every retreat we’ve had has been marked by rain; it’s almost tradition at this point. But this time, the rain wasn’t our biggest challenge. Oh no, the journey itself was a battlefield, the devil tried every trick in his book. One of our buses kept overheating & we were stranded on the road, miles away from our destination. But let me tell you, what the enemy meant for evil, God turned into a moment of glory. Right there on the roadside, we broke into an intense prayer and worship session. I can’t explain the peace that filled my heart during those moments. Not once did we doubt that God would get us to the venue. When we finally arrived, we jumped straight into room allocations. The rule has always been to separate people who came together; this isn’t the place for cliques or comfort zones. Of course, there were the usual grumbles, but one man’s resistance stood out. He was so upset with his assigned space that he threatened to leave. I went back to God, asking, “Why does this keep happening? Why must someone always threaten to leave before you step in?” I didn’t get an immediate answer, and all the doubts I had been suppressing came rushing in.
THE MOUNTAIN
There’s just something about worship on the mountain. It’s sacred, it’s holy, it’s everything. Standing there, singing and praying, I felt like every burden I carried melted away. God’s presence was thick, like you could reach out and touch it.
BIBLE STUDY
Before the first vigil, we had a Bible study at Baba Ori Oke’s church, just across from the hostel. Let me tell you that Bible study was for me. If it hadn’t happened, this Retreat would have been nothing more than an event ticked off my calendar.
I didn’t realize it until that moment, but I had been dealing with God from a place of extreme emotions—too high, too low, no balance. There was so much He wanted to birth in me, but my unresolved doubts and frustrations were holding me back. Then came the words that struck me like a thunderbolt: “With the devil, delay is denial.” Those words pierced through me. I realized I had been tolerating the enemy’s delays in my life, almost romanticizing them. In that moment, something shifted. It felt like I went into spiritual labor. God was building my capacity, not just to birth his promises but to push past every obstacle.
THE VIGILS
Isaiah 26:17 - “As a pregnant woman about to give birth writhes and cries out in her pain, so were we in your presence, LORD.”
This scripture defined that night. Everyone caught the fire. It was as if we all became pregnant in the Spirit—crying out, birthing, and then switching to midwives to help others do the same.
At one point, I looked outside and saw a vision: an army rising. Angels with swords stood at the front, while angels with chariots guarded the rear. I didn’t know what battle had been fought or was still being fought, but I knew one thing: we weren’t alone. The energy that night was indescribable. Normally, after a vigil, people are exhausted. But not this time. We ended with shouts of praise, dancing, jumping, and singing. But God wasn’t done yet.
Isaiah 66:7-9 - “Before she was in labor, she gave birth; before her pain came, she delivered a male child. Who has heard such a thing? Who has seen such things? Shall the earth be made to give birth in one day? Or shall a nation be born at once? For as soon as Zion was in labor, she gave birth to her children.”
The second vigil was a confirmation that there was still more to birth; God wasn’t done with us yet. This wasn’t the time to relax; it was time to press in even harder. We labored in prayer again, pushing for the promises that were still pending. By the time the vigil ended, we were overflowing with joy. We danced and sang with everything in us, we couldn’t stop singing “A ti bi mo ooo hallelujah ooo hallelujah!” (We’ve given birth! Hallelujah!) “Precious ti bi mo ooo hallelujah ooo hallelujah!”
THE COMMUNITY
One of the instructions God gave us was to feed the community. Initially, we planned to share just a portion of our food, but the Holy Spirit led us to give everything. EVERYTHING. We went into the community singing, dancing, and sharing food. The joy on their faces was unforgettable, and the joy that filled our hearts was beyond words. In giving, we received so much more. GOD DID IT!
God worked wonders like never before. No one left the Retreat the same. Testimonies started pouring in immediately, and they haven’t stopped. One thing I know for sure: lives were changed, destinies were rewritten, and God wasn’t done with us yet. This retreat wasn’t just an event; it was a divine encounter. God did it. God did it.
ABIMBOLA (Lagos, Nigeria)
My journey began before the retreat, during our pre-retreat prophetic meeting, where we received a word to feed the entire community. We were instructed to respond with "It's a Thanksgiving to God" when asked about why we are serving food. I was privileged to be a part of this blessing from the start, and I volunteered to arrive early with Pastor Olúrèmí to prepare. We traveled from Lagos to Ibadan on Tuesday, despite the heavy downpour that slowed us down. Upon arrival, Omolola joined us with her car, and we headed to Ori-Oke, Osun state, to meet with Baba and inspect the facilities. We didn't return to Ibadan until 8pm, and I'm grateful for God's protection throughout our journey.
The next day, I woke up with a terrible cold, pollen dust, and ulcer pain, all at once. I was unable to eat or move, despite using my medications and emergency kits. I prayed to God, reminding Him that I had volunteered for this role not because of my strength, but because of His instruction. I asked Him to help me be useful, despite how I felt. Guess what? He heard me. Meanwhile, we were still facing financial challenges, with a budget of 10million naira, and only about 4 million naira in the account. The team prayed and worshipped day and night, seeking God's provision but not worried because we knew He would come through for us.
On Thursday, which I dubbed "Miracle Day," the on-site retreat team went to the market to purchase supplies, despite the tripled prices in the market. Pastor Olúrèmí and I had our lists, and we bought everything we needed, including some items we hadn't planned for. When we returned home to calculate our expenses and how much we had left, we were surprised by an imbalanced account. We rechecked our calculations, but the numbers didn't add up. It was as if God was saying, "Hold my cup, I'm just getting started."
We were up till about 2am doing calculations of each item we bought and just when we were about to check the computer to see if a lump sum came in while we were at the market or something, lo and behold! The computer went off. It didn’t come on until some minutes later. God’s sense of humor sha! (I’m sure He was like “What’s wrong with these ones, you haven’t seen anything”).
On Friday, my role changed to room allocation, and I was tasked with assigning rooms to the attendees. We followed Pastor Olúrèmí’s instructions and allocated rooms based on spiritual sensitivity. God gave us the room names, bible verses and their meanings, which resonated with each room's occupants. We received testimonies from attendees who said that God had placed them in a particular room for a reason.
Post-retreat:
There was a certificate I had been trying to get since March. Just before I traveled for the retreat, I went to the office, begging and looking for favors to fast-track that document. I mentioned it to God during one of the prayers at the retreat. Guess who got it without hassle. Meeeeee!!!!!
I would like to thank God for the peace I found and felt after this year’s retreat. I attended with a heavy and broken heart, but right now it feels like a burden was lifted off me.
I thank God for my family and friends. My loving grandmother, who came back to life at last year’s retreat, turned 90 years old last week.
The 2024 retreat was a life-changing experience for me, both personally and spiritually. The aftermath has been a huge turnaround, especially in my business. I'm grateful for Pastor Olúrèmí's leadership, love, and warm hugs. She's an exemplary teacher and leader.
I'm blessed to be part of this community.
All glory to the King of kings for His mercies endure forever!
MY ABBA, YOU KNOW ME, YOU SEE ME,
THANK YOU FOR THIS PAMPER,
THANK YOU GOD, THANK YOU WORD ALIVE.
I LOVE YOU.
BLESSING EFEOSA (Lagos, Nigeria)
PRE RETREAT
My testimony actually started before the retreat. My Manager resigned, and she started telling everyone that I was the reason she was resigning. It was terrible and I was really sad. So, she resigned and I automatically became the branch manager and in her words, “you will know how I felt“. This is coming from someone who was wicked and bullied her subordinates. I knew I wasn’t that person, so when the fast for the retreat team members started, I made sure I took it personally and up until now, my team has been favored and gotten recognition for good performance.
When the time for the retreat came, I wasn’t allowed to go on leave and I didn’t even have money to go on my own. I was sad about this and I prayed to God to show me another source of income because I was living like a church rat (no jokes) and within the first week of being really serious about my finances, I made half of my monthly salary. I was so happy and proud of myself, as consistency had always been an issue for me.
RETREAT
I didn’t go with the bus on the Friday of the retreat so I went on Saturday. I left my house early for the park and upon getting there , the people I was meant to go with weren’t there. I waited, and 4 buses filled up, I wanted to start getting angry but I remembered I got a word to be at peace so I waited. Then Dami, who I was going with came and I realized that we would have entered a wrong bus as the bus I was waiting for was the wrong one until she came and the same drivers I asked, said a different thing from what they told me. We started our journey, and the bus obviously had issues but something the driver did struck me, he prayed before moving. He also prayed over the entire bus when we saw an accident that had occurred. I felt really at peace.
On getting to the retreat grounds, we were told that the hotels were fully booked. This definitely meant we were going to the other rooms. I still told myself, be at peace, but to my surprise we were put in a family home where the owner of the house had given us. I just knew it was because of me, because the house felt like home.
During the word session, PRems said we should look at ourselves first before we start thinking it’s this or that person she was talking about, and in that instant, I got a word for a particular thing I have been struggling with (I’m unable to share) but it felt like God was saying, “Okay Efeosa, I’m showing you mercy and I need you to be ready”.
I got that testimony.
After the word session, we went back to our rooms to prepare for the vigil. However, Dami, my sister and I had a dissection of the word we had heard and I got further insights on a particular subject I had been praying about. This subject has made me cry on several occasions, but just seeing us talk about it was like, “Wow”. A few hours before the vigil, my room members were asleep and my sister soon woke up, went outside (our rooms were a bit away from others) and immediately she saw someone telling her it was time for the vigil. It felt like a dream, but this testimony was a reassurance of God's intentionality. We went to the vigil, and I honestly cannot explain what happened to me. We started worshipping and I saw myself with the 24 elders at the feet of Jesus- kneeling ☺️. If you know me very well, I cannot even kneel to save myself but here I was, in a posture that was uncomfortable on a normal day but I was in that position almost throughout the worship. Immediately, I started, I felt someone hold me and tell me “Wa ri anu gba” and immediately I started crying profusely. It felt like my life issues left my body. I didn’t want it to end, honestly.
During that session, an altar call was made for people who eat in their dreams and everything good starts getting destroyed. I went out because it happens to me and immediately hands were laid on me, I heard that voice again, “Wa ri anu se”. Boy, oh boy, it felt really reassuring. Immediately after the vigil, we went back to the hostel, and guess what, I dreamt that I was given Amala and Efo Riro with 10 lives, and trust me, I was this close to eating it until I started praying in tongues and immediately I woke up. I just knew that Devil get mind because, what? But since then, nothing of such has happened!
After freshening up, my sister, Dami and I started our discussions again, this time around and we were gisting of how intentional God was about us. Let me tell you, I had the most restful retreat. We prayed and met with God, but this retreat was it for us. In the night, we were hungry and the owner of the house allowed us cook in the house (I know) we made mouth watering indomie 🙈🙈, it was actually a testimony for us because it was an experience . They could have said no, or declined us using their house.
During the 2nd vigil, I was too light, the reason being that at the first vigil, all my drama, weight and problems were exchanged for mercy. So here I was still worshipping, praying and I heard, “let go”. I was shocked, I didn’t quite understand until I heard new wine cannot be poured into old wine skin. Then I knew I heard that I needed to let go of certain habits, people and things. This one was hard but I surrendered trusting God.
This year's retreat was for me to sit with my God.
Also, I went with prayer points and guess the message God said through our wonderful Pastor Remi, He said, “YOUR OWN IS HERE”.
POST RETREAT
I had applied to companies, and they didn’t get back to me. Immediately I came back, all the companies wanted me to do an interview and resume almost immediately. It was overwhelming but wonderful. I was so elated.
Then, God started showing me who a particular man was. He showed me when I wasn’t even looking. It was hurting but I remembered the word I received. So I held onto the word.
After the retreat, praying became easy, reading my bible became like food, and fasting became a part of me. Being like Christ became all I wanted to do, and God has been connecting me with believers who have been praying alongside me.
2024 retreat was an experience that I can never trade for.
CORDELIA CELINA (ABUJA, NIGERIA)
I am still in awe of what God has done and is still doing in my life and family already even while on the retreat ground and in a space of hours after the retreat. How do I even begin to put all this into writing? Where do I even start?
Firstly, I am grateful to God for his love and mercy. I can't even seem to connect all the dots of how I got connected to Word Alive and attending the retreat in the space of 2 months of being a member. What if I never got to know or hear about Word Alive? While on my way on Thursday. 24/10/2024 I had a dream and heard a voice saying that nobody will go back empty-handed. Confirming the word Pastor Remi said prior to the preparation of the retreat, that everyone who attends will be going back with a gift.
Before now I had been praying concerning a particular thing, it just seemed like the prayer wasn't answered. On Saturday, I got a positive response from God's favour as protocols were suspended for me. While on the retreat ground, I experienced clarity and worded instructions during the bible study.. I heard God speak to my spirit, which broke me deeply on the first night of prayers, diverse encounters via dreams of the night. While journaling about my experience just this afternoon, I miraculously got funds to clear off a debt that I was supposed to pay off by month end.
One of the words that came forth was a book of remembrance for all men. This has been my experience because it felt like I was forgotten at some point. I had to go through the prophetic words that came forth before the retreat, and I can see all the Lord did in my life just as He promised and revealed to his servants. Just getting home from the retreat, my sister who had been looking for a job for a long time got a good paying job TODAY! From this retreat, I can clearly see the undiluted love and mercy of God at work in my life and everyone else’s. I just want to thank God for this encounter, for counting me among the people He showed love and mercy. I experienced deliverance, delivery, greater hunger and yearning for God. Our spirit and flesh were fed, the love among brethren so beautiful to behold and my expectations were exceeded beyond imagination. When Pastor Remi said we should take pictures of our expectations and tear them, I was like okay, it's just been one day but I have started ticking off things from my list. May we never recover from this Retreat!
THANK YOU WORD ALIVE
THANK YOU, P. REMS, FOR YOUR HEART FOR HUMANITY AND FOR GOD. MAY GOD BLESS YOU AND INCREASE YOUR ANOINTING.
RUTH MALACHY (Kebbi, Nigeria)
Pre-retreat:
When I saw the retreat flier on the group, I was excited at first, but when I remembered the stress I went through at the last retreat to be on-site, my resolve to attend the retreat weakened.
As time went on, I had no desire to attend the retreat again. Fast forward a month to the retreat, while praying, the retreat came to mind. So I told God if He wanted me to attend the retreat, I would, no matter the stress, and I believed that He would provide the funds for it just as He did in 2023.
As the date was fast approaching, I was like if I can't be onsite I won't bother connecting online. So I removed my mind from the retreat again, totally.
Then came a reminder about the 14-day fast. I was like if I wasn't attending the retreat, there wasn't any need to engage in the fast.
A day to the date the fast was supposed to commence, I had a strong leading to partake in the fast. Funny enough, I didn't even know that the fast was to commence the next day. Only for me to see breaking of fast in the group. I continued on the 2nd day. On the sixth day of the fast, a word came on a prayer platform I joined to pray daily that "someone is on a fast, and this is the sixth day, that God has answered all your prayers" I was so astounded. It was my fifth day but the sixth day for Word Alive. I keyed into that word o and saw that as a confirmation that God really wanted me to engage in the fast. So I continued the remaining days of the fast in worship and thanksgiving. I observed that fast and broke at 6pm daily except for one day and I still had my busy schedule. The strength I enjoyed during that fast still amazes me up until now when I reminisce on it.
On the last day of the fast. I got a word about something I have battled with for years now, working in my local church. I remembered there was a time, earlier this year, MaRems talked about us being part of Kingdom service in our local assembly. I had one excuse or the other not to obey, so that day, I just heard "obedience" even when it is not pleasant to me. I told God I will obey. I didn't know what was coming o.
Later that day, I met my pastor, and out of the blue, he just spoke about me joining the workforce. As usual, I started arguing, then I suddenly remembered the Word that came about obedience. I just quietly changed my words and told him 'Okay sir I will join back with immediate effect'. I was just laughing at myself.
I was already excited about the retreat despite joining online.
During the retreat:
I wasn't happy at first that I wasn't on-site due to network palava and sometimes I couldn't hear the speaker clearly.
However, I braced up and kept declaring, "Lord, whatever is happening in Ori-oke, I am a partaker o" Saturday online program was fire for me. The message "Birthing the Will of God for our Life by the Role of Mercy" shared by Samson further confirmed the words God gave me during the fast.
During the Spiritual pool, it was like God was silent. But He later spoke and said, "Get intentional with me." I kept hearing “Worship....Worship...Worship…”
A word I received from last year's retreat, also, but in a higher dimension.
Post-retreat:
So I decided to go on a 21-day challenge to just worship God daily. When I asked how the challenge would be, He said, “Intentionally say no to murmuring and complaining.”
The day before I was to start the challenge, He said to share it on my status for others, but I was reluctant. On the day I started, I heard it again in my spirit to invite others to join me, and I did.
That same day, two people reached out to join. The next day, 4 others who I never thought would be interested joined the challenge and their testimonies daily have been nothing but amazing.
The most important factor is the transformation going on in our lives as individuals, the desire for more of God, the Word of God being real to us, the joy, peace, and rest, even in the midst of storms.
I worshipped God and not just me alone, but a few others too. I can't tell how many are silently resolving to worship God daily and seeing Him alone instead of focusing on what will naturally disrupt their peace.
I am just glad to be walking on the pathway of simple faith and obedience. The Peace, joy, and rest I enjoy can't be quantified. I am eternally grateful
I really put to birth ooo
I delivered my babies!!!
I know it's not over ooo
It can only get better.
Thank You MaRems for yielding to God. More of God's grace and increase on all sides.
Thanks to all the retreat team and volunteers, both online and onsite, God's love and blessings
Thanks for all the goodness of God on all of us who participated in the retreat, both online and onsite.
Thanks for the never-ending testimonies.
God bless Word Alive.
CHELSEA FANWI (Cameroon)
My retreat testimony begins with the planning. Each year, I look forward to October, because it's no news for me that my year begins this period 😅
Way before the retreat was announced (towards the month of August), I had a dream where I put to bed, twinssss. It was only as we prayed into the month of September that PRems started explaining certain things, and it all made sense to me.
When the announcement was launched, I was experiencing this moment of dryness. Praying and planning with everyone and volunteering with the team made a way for me to pray daily.
This year, many things seemed to have been sorted before the planning team came together. All I can say is God started working before we thought of coming together.
During the retreat
I low-key knew I wouldn't pray much because Cameroon didn't have a physical gathering this year, and everyone followed online.
But from the prayers to the lesson on God's mercy as we birth this season, I felt so encouraged. The all-night was fireeeee❤️
We couldn't follow online from the retreat ground, but ours was sweet shaa!!
Post retreat testimony 🌚💃🏾
I had been praying for success in an exam I took! And fam God did!!! After the exam, I had this confusion on what next, and as you read this now, I'm furthering my studies in a field that is still a shock to me😂. My director is the big fish😂 I can't explain how God pulled the strings for me!
Should we talk about my parents, who were initially against the whole thing? The support they are giving me now is amazing. It can really only be God.
I started a business (not my dream business though) to raise Capital, and it's booming 😂! I ended up extending the period for this one. Already you know who's starting a training in her dream business😍😍 (PS: It's meeeee!!!)
My health, relationship status, and spiritual life are in God's hands. Big and small wins over the little battles here and there, but nothing wey my God no fit do Sha!
At some point everyone was seeing PRems in their dreams😂😂😂😂 before e reach my turn?! I pray 🤣!! Whattt??!!!
We're not idolizing or anything, but there was something about it that just made a difference. In the dream, I saw her, she was present when I was given a mantle for a mission! (I dey shout now like this😂)
All in all, we have birthed, we are birthing and the Lord is helping us nurture the babies he gives us. I'm really grateful for Word Alive and the love and care in this family. I pray God takes us higher every day.
MR & MRS TEMITOPE DADA (Lagos, Nigeria)
A Testimony of Hope, Faith, and Healing
Before embarking on a retreat, we received joyful news that we were expecting a baby. However, this excitement soon turned into concern when a medical checkup revealed that a fibroid was growing alongside the pregnancy. The presence of the fibroid caused my wife severe pain, making each day a struggle filled with discomfort. Despite this, we clung to hope, constantly praying and trusting God for a miraculous turnaround.
As the retreat approached, I urged my wife to stay home and rest due to the intensity of her pain. However, she was resolute in her decision to attend, convinced that the retreat would be the turning point for the testimony we were believing for. Her faith was unwavering, and in agreement with her conviction, we set off for the retreat, hoping that God would intervene. The first day passed without any noticeable change, but we remained hopeful. During the first vigil, the atmosphere was charged with anticipation, and my faith was stirred as I awaited a call for prayer concerning fibroid-related issues. When that moment came, my wife didn’t hesitate. Without waiting for a word from me, she stepped forward in faith. That night, something remarkable happened—her pain disappeared completely. The excruciating discomfort that had persisted for weeks was gone. It was a moment of divine intervention and healing that left us in awe. Even as I pondered the situation, wondering if the relief would last, we returned home from the retreat with no recurrence of the fibroid-induced pain. All that remained were the normal sensations of pregnancy. Though we have yet to confirm through a scan if the fibroid is entirely gone, the absence of pain has filled us with gratitude and renewed faith. We continue to trust God, praying that the fibroid transforms into another child. Our hearts are filled with the certainty that this testimony will be completed, and we eagerly look forward to sharing the full story of God's miraculous work in our lives later this year.
Thank you P. Rems for yielding to this call, thank you Word Alive, we are blessed to be part of this family.
To God be the glory for His faithfulness.
ADEMIDOLAPO MERCY
God has been so good to me,
I thank God for the gift of Word Alive..
I have a history with hormonal imbalance, which made my period irregular and sometimes prolonged bleeding.
I went to the retreat during my period, prolonged. (Before the retreat I had called PRems and explained the issue to her. She said not to worry, that we will meet at the retreat ground.) During prayers, she gave me oil and prayed with me. In fact, it didn’t stop that day as I was expecting and I began to doubt. I told her it’s now even heavier than usual. The second night we prayed, she prayed for me again. Two days after the retreat, the blood stopped totally. I’m so grateful to God because he has answered me and the devil will not take my joy. Thank you so much, Word Alive! Thank you Pastor Oluremi.
TUNMISE (Lagos, Nigeria)
Glory to God for this year's retreat!
Looking back to where I was last year, I realised it can only be by God's grace and mercy!
Before the retreat, I was supposed to write a very difficult exam that required rigorous preparation. I was so agitated and praying to God for favour and mercy. During the retreat vigil, I got the same word concerning matters of my heart from three different people at different intervals. I held on to those words and left everything in God's hands. To the glory of God, I passed the exam in grand style!
Also before the retreat, I had an unusual bleeding that led to a low blood level and I was even contemplating not coming to the retreat at some point. During the retreat, PRems prayed for those who had fibroids. My period afterwards was normal and painless, unlike before. I return all glory to God!.
Testimony still plenty ooo, I will come back when what is cooking is done to share how gracious and merciful God has been to me!
Shalom!
UDOH HELEN (Lagos, Nigeria)
Praise God! I want to honor the name of the Lord. It was my first retreat experience, and I arrived feeling worried and anxious about my job hunt. P. Rems prayed for me and confidently prophesied that joy is on its way. Fast forward to my job application—I successfully completed the training, passed the test, and I landed the job!
TEMI ABASS (Lagos, Nigeria)
Grateful for a lot of things, but one of my biggest testimonies is WORD ALIVE. At the beginning of the year, I wanted to go to the mountain to have time alone with God. I had no job or stable income, plus I wanted to start a professional course. I felt so bad because I knew I couldn’t afford all the expenses of going to the mountain alone, so I just took it off my mind and focused on my course and getting another job.
I started working in May, and my boss told us she was going to the mountain in October and if anyone was going to be interested, they should let her know. Right there and then, I knew this was just God answering my prayer. I went to the mountain without having to spend 1 naira from my pocket. Even the little expenses, my boss took care of them. I just went there with my things. I had a very beautiful experience at Ikoyi Osun State. It was an amazing experience for me.
