‘This is how God restored me after I lost my twin babies’

Angelina Amedeka shares her journey of faith, loss, and redemption — showing how every “amen” spoken in pain or joy becomes part of God’s beautiful design.

𝖨 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝖺 𝖿𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗋𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗆𝗒 𝗆𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋’𝗌 𝗐𝗈𝗆𝖻. 𝖬𝗒 𝗆𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗈𝖿𝗍𝖾𝗇 𝗍𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗒 𝗈𝖿 𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝖨 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗂𝗈𝗋 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗇 𝖻𝖾𝖿𝗈𝗋𝖾 𝖨 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖻𝗈𝗋𝗇. 𝖨𝗇 𝖩𝗎𝗇𝖾 𝟣𝟫𝟩𝟥, 𝖺 𝗌𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗆 𝗌𝗐𝖾𝗉𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝖦𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖺 — 𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗌𝗈 𝗉𝗈𝗐𝖾𝗋𝖿𝗎𝗅 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝗍 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝗋𝗂𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗋𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗈𝖽𝖾𝗇 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗉, 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗁𝗎𝗋𝗅𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗍 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝖺 𝗇𝖾𝖺𝗋𝖻𝗒 𝖻𝗎𝗌𝗁. 𝖤𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖾𝗅𝗌𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾𝗇 𝗌𝗁𝖾𝗅𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗈𝗋𝗌, 𝗌𝗈 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗋𝗂𝖿𝗂𝖾𝖽.

𝖡𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝖾𝗋𝖼𝗒 𝗈𝖿 𝖦𝗈𝖽, 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝖺𝗇𝖺𝗀𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝖼𝗋𝖺𝗐𝗅 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝗈𝖺𝖽𝗌𝗂𝖽𝖾, 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝗌𝖼𝗎𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗁𝗈𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗍𝖺𝗅. 𝖧𝖾𝗋 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝗐𝗈𝗋𝗌𝖾𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗍𝗋𝖺𝗎𝗆𝖺, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖽𝗈𝖼𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗌 𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗎𝗇𝗅𝖾𝗌𝗌 𝗌𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖽𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗂𝗆𝗆𝖾𝖽𝗂𝖺𝗍𝖾𝗅𝗒, 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝖾𝗂𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾 𝗈𝗋 𝗆𝗂𝗇𝖾. She was 8 months pregnant b𝗎𝗍 𝗆𝗒 𝗆𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝖿𝗎𝗌𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝗎𝗉. 𝖥𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝗈𝗌𝗉𝗂𝗍𝖺𝗅 𝖻𝖾𝖽, 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗏𝗈𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗉𝗋𝖺𝗒𝖾𝖽, 𝖽𝖾𝖼𝗅𝖺𝗋𝗂𝗇𝗀, “𝖨 𝗄𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗆𝗒 𝖱𝖾𝖽𝖾𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗋 𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗌, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖨 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖽𝖾𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝖺𝖿𝖾𝗅𝗒.”

𝖲𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗌𝖾 𝖿𝖺𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝖿𝖾𝖺𝗋, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖦𝗈𝖽 𝗁𝗈𝗇𝗈𝗎𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗉𝗋𝖺𝗒𝖾𝗋𝗌.𝖶𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝖨 𝗐𝖺𝗌 𝖻𝗈𝗋𝗇, 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝖺𝗆𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝖾 𝖬𝖺𝗐𝗎𝗅𝖺𝗐𝗈𝖾, 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝖼𝗁 𝗆𝖾𝖺𝗇𝗌 “𝖦𝗈𝖽 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝖽𝗈 𝗂𝗍, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 h𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝖽𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗂𝗍.”   𝖳𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗇𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝖽𝖾𝖿𝗂𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝗒 𝗅𝗂𝖿𝖾 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗂𝗇𝖼𝖾. 𝖨 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗆𝗌, 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗋𝗂𝖺𝗅𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝖼𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝖻𝗋𝗈𝗄𝖾𝗇 𝗆𝖾, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝗐𝖺𝗅𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗏𝖺𝗅𝗅𝖾𝗒𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗍𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗆𝗒 𝖿𝖺𝗂𝗍𝗁 — 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝗋𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁 𝗂𝗍 𝖺𝗅𝗅, 𝖦𝗈𝖽 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝖺𝗅𝗐𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝖽𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗂𝗍 𝖺𝗀𝖺𝗂𝗇.