<p>Raise your hands if God has asked you to do something, and you just laughed in the place of prayer.
</p><p>Like God? You know me in and out. You know my voice cannot reach thousands, my body strength is not enough to go three days without eating, and you know my account balance is not it!
</p><p>That’s what happened to me.
</p><p>A year ago, I hosted Your Safe Space 3.0 conference, and to be honest, I still don’t understand how it all came together. I didn’t have the intended audience. I didn’t have a big sponsor. My salary wasn’t good enough.</p><p><img alt="" src="/media/inline_insight_image/WhatsApp_Image_2026-04-16_at_07.38.38.jpeg"/></p><p>All I had was faith, and somehow, God showed up.
</p><p>At the start of that year, my salary was barely enough to stretch, yet I was planning a conference for over 100 people. But when I got the date of the conference during prayer, I moved with the speed of light, trying to prove to God that I could handle what He placed in my hands.
</p><p>But mehn, I cried and cried.
</p><p>It wasn’t easy. My close friends, Deola and Alice, really knew what I went through. I was crying every day in their DMs, and I threatened to cancel the conference every week. I was worried about how I would handle it all.
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</p><p>But when God sends you on a journey, he backs you up. God provided in ways that still leave me speechless. How on earth was I able to do that? That was God.
</p><p><img alt="" src="/media/inline_insight_image/WhatsApp_Image_2026-04-16_at_07.38.39_1.jpeg"/></p><p>Now, as I prepare for Your Safe Space 4.0, I find myself wondering again, “Lord, how will this happen?”
</p><p>This time, I have real responsibilities, such as buying my very own straight human hair (That’s an important responsibility), and I cannot just throw everything into an event.
</p><p>While ranting about the funds, my best friend, Tobi, reminded me, “What God did last time, can’t He do it again?”
</p><p>And honestly, she’s right. Even though I am not Bishop Oyedepo, I am a girl who budgets before buying an item, such as shawarma.
</p><p>But God sent me, and my capital is ‘GO.’</p><p>God does the funding. He just needs me to move and work. I’m saying to you that He needs your ‘Yes’. So if you’re like me, staring at the vision God gave you and wondering, “Where will the billions come from?”
</p><p>Breathe. God will do it. He has never sent someone not prepared; He will provide everything you need, as well as the courage and wisdom to execute it all. Before I hosted Your Safe Space, God had given me opportunities to speak. I knew it was to prepare me.
</p><p>When Your Safe Space 4.0 happens, I’ll come back to testify and say again,” God did it.”
</p><p>What am I saying? Get to work and let God do the rest! You don’t need an Odogwu or a billionaire sugar-mummy/daddy when you have the master of Odogwus with you.</p><p>
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