The Truth About God-Visions No One Talks About

Many of you may not know, but I am TwiTwi of Your Safe Space - shout-out to my older sister for giving me that nickname, but shout-out to God for the vision.<img alt="" src="/media/inline_insight_image/WhatsApp_Image_2026-04-16_at_07.38.39_1.jpeg"/>The vision was an answer to siblings and families who needed to share the burden of everything going on in their lives. It was an answer to siblings who felt overlooked, an answer to the silent "What about me?" that many neurotypical siblings carry.And honestly? It was healing to me, too, because I needed a community of siblings who understood my everyday "madness" at a special needs home.It all started with one of my amazing friends, Ojuolape Bello, who was there for me during the COVID-19 season, hearing my rants, comforting me, and strengthening me when things at home got hard.I wanted other siblings to have exactly what I had with Lape, and that's how Your Safe Space NG was born.Let me be honest with you. I've been thinking about the foundation's end goal. Because I'm using my knowledge, my time, my emotional capacity, and sometimes it comes at a cost to my mental health. I don't find it stressful, but on some days, I do.And another thing? I'm not making money from it.I know this is the part where you say, "Money is not everything.'Definitely, but let's not be fake. Money is something, and I will not lie to you; I want to buy hair. Of course, other things are important, but today, right now, I'm craving wavy brown hair. Hair that I will wake up in the middle of the night and be brushing while I sing," Devil, I senior you, Ohhh.. Devil, I senior you; why would I listen to you?"You've probably heard that song while you were younger.But yeah, I have bills, responsibilities, and other dreams. So yes, I have asked God, "What will I get at the end of this?"Visibility is one thing I know He has given me. There are rooms I never imagined I would step into, until God pulled His divine puppet strings and made it happen.<img alt="" src="/media/inline_insight_image/0_0Gp1KCyT8S7wZ5Sj.png"/>But I fully understand that not everything God asks you to build will pay you immediately. Some things are seeds. Mother Teresa didn't start serving for a salary. She served because she believed love was the assignment. Badass, Malala Yousafzai spoke up for girls' education before the world gave her platforms and prizes. It nearly cost her life before it brought her global recognition.Even in Scripture, the disciples left their businesses to follow Jesus. Sometimes the profit is not money. It is impact, and legacy! So if you're asking: "Why am I dedicating myself to something that won't profit me?"It will profit you. Just not always in the dollars you expected.Your Safe Space may not be paying me yet. But it is paying someone else for healing, or for understanding, or for the relief of knowing, "I am not alone." I remember a message I received from a young woman who had always felt invisible in her family. She told me that after joining our community, she finally found the words to express her feelings and the courage to share her experience with her parents. Hearing that, knowing that this space gave her that sense of belonging, reminded me that the impact is real. This is what keeps me going.And that matters.Also, I may not be receiving money from my foundation… but you can absolutely send me some.Just kidding.Or not.Take care of yourself and remember you are always needed in the world.Love,God's baby girl, Twi-Twi

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