I have always been ungrateful because I felt God hasn’t done much for me, but while deeply reflecting some days ago, I realized that he has done a lot but 3 miracles remain the most shocking for me.
It’s going to be lengthy but it’s worth reading.
I was in primary 5 back then in 2013. It was a Monday I think. My mom had called the Mai ruwa during the weekend to put water in our tank at home.
Therefore, the tank was filled with water. That afternoon, after my siblings and I, came back from school, instead of going in with them, I went to the backyard.
I don’t know what took me there but I sighted the tank and the next idea that came to my mind was to enter inside and swim.
I can’t swim but I am a very curious person and love to take risks.
Knowing that my sisters won’t buy the idea, or would follow me to enter inside, I devised a plan.
I took the slippers I was wearing and threw them inside and told them I was going inside the tank to bring them.
I entered the tank and how I didn’t drown, is a mystery I’m yet to solve.
I played with the water and after having my fill, I couldn’t come out.
Every time I tried, I would somehow fall back. I became scared because I thought I would die and also, and I didn’t want my mom to catch me inside there.
Knowing my African mom, she would beat that demon that made me try that mad act out of my life.
My sisters tried their best but what could 7 and 6 years old do?
I was in there till the evening when my mom came back from work.
She was surprised and promised to deal with me after she found a way to get me out.
Somehow, she was able to empty the gallon inside our house where we store drinking water and put it inside.
That was how I was able to climb on it and step out.
This crazy act of mine I tried out two times and I don’t know how I didn’t drown.
God was just so kind and thoughtful because the story would have been a different thing.
P.S.: I sha got the beating of my life.
It was the year 2018, my Dad woke up that morning and told us that he had a dream where he was given soursop in his dream and when he woke up, he didn’t feel so good.
Nobody took it seriously until he told us that he felt like something was blocking his throat.
A few months down the line, my father became very sick and would have been struck down by a full stroke but ended up with a partial stroke.
It was a trying moment for us all. I had just gotten admission into SS1.
Daddy found it very difficult to run, stand or do what he used to do before.
He didn’t go to work for about six months to get treated.
We all thought he wouldn’t make it.
Back then I was just a churchgoer. I hated God and questioned every day. I saw him as a partial and wicked person.
I felt he didn’t care.
I remember one time my Dad fell on the road after he came down from a vehicle.
He was taken to my maternal village for treatment using the traditional method.
To the glory of God, He became better and soon could walk normally.
Currently, although he still gets disturbed sometimes, he is way better than before.
Looking back I’m soooooooo grateful for how God came through for us.
I thought I would be Fatherless but he silenced that fear.
Everyone was surprised by how he quickly recovered because we thought it was the end.
In 2020, when I was in SS3 writing my WASSCE my mom was booked for eye surgery.
I was so scared and begged her not to go. The devil put fear into my heart.
It was one of those times I felt God was being unfair.
The problem was that if my mom didn’t have that surgery, she would go blind with time because there was a film-like substance that was slowly covering her eyes.
I didn’t know what to do and I couldn’t pray because back then, I lacked the knowledge of my authority as a son of God to speak to things and change them.
Eventually, she had the surgery on the day I was writing Civic Education.
Throughout that day, I was so quiet and moody while asking God to save her.
After the surgery, she came to see me in school some days later.
I burst into tears when I saw my mom.
I felt so helpless and useless because I couldn’t help her.
I remember going back to the hostel and crying and cutting my rosary and throwing everything that pertains to God away.
My mom had told me that while she was in the theatre, her blood pressure went up and it seemed like a vessel popped open because she started bleeding.
They had to suspend the surgery and work towards saving her life.
She said her breathing increased and she felt she was going to die.
They were able to get everything under control and she came out alive.
Before I graduated from Secondary school which was two months later, she had recovered to an extent.
Before the year ran out my mom recovered fully
Back then I didn’t think it needful that God did something for us but now I look back I’m left speechless.
I can’t thank him enough.
Miracle truly no dey tire Jesus.
