From Grief to Grace: The manner in which God’s wisdom and kindness changed the pain I felt as a child

At a tender age, with extreme fear of perceived disillusionment, the Almighty God revealed Himself to me. One faithful day in the year 1977, I walked into my mother’s room and surprisingly saw her weeping terribly. She lifted her eyes, looked at me, and said “I do not know the offense I have committed for me to be bombarded with all sorts of evil arrows”. Honestly, it was strange to me as a little boy in primary two, and the very thought of seeing my pregnant mother weeping bitterly struck me into melancholy. My eyes were opened a month after when the corps of my loving mother was brought home after an unsuccessful child delivery in a hospital in Port Harcourt. This gave rise to devastation and depression and I inexorably cried my eyes out especially when her Appointment Letter as a Matron with the Bori General Hospital was brought and sorrowfully dropped on her lifeless body. What good news that met my loving mother on the day of her death! Beloved, in the Church I wept uncontrollably and said “God in you I hide myself” knowing fully that He is the strongly fixed fortification I need. The conviction that my mother had gone so untimely while my father was in London for study, made me feverish as I suffered intense loneliness. My hope dwindled disastrously and only the grace of the Almighty God abundantly kept me.

Fortunately, God in His infinite mercy revealed Himself to me when I was in primary six and took me to His kingdom to have my hazardous condition eternally fixed. As I walked through that golden gate, a man suddenly asked me “Are you going for the communion”. I could not answer, but stopped further movement and woke up. My determination to be on the path of truth and natural justice was optimally strengthened and my pact not to live under the tolerance of evil was tremendously tightened.

Miraculous Healing: The way divine intervention saved me from terrible pain

I became conscious of why my mother wept at the concluding stage of my class two in 1983. I covered the food I was eating, owing to a previous agreement by our student union body to get palm leaves from the bush in preparation for our end-of-year activities. After satisfactory compliance, I came back and continued with my food. Beloved, a Sharp and deadly pain in my stomach woke me up at night. I was unable to go to the toilet, eat, or sleep for four days. My father came home and took me to Bori General Hospital, and on admission, the Doctor recommended that I go for an X-ray test. It was immediately disclosed that the X-ray machine in the hospital was not functioning, and we were referred to Okirika General Hospital. Time was, however, not on our side and I was kept in the emergency room to embark on the journey the following day. The pain was beyond my endurance, but I struggled to bid my father and the wife good night as they were leaving. I was alone in the room, unable to sleep in the hospital where my mother would have been an employee, but for the cold hand of death. This thought disrupted my inner happiness, and while I was gazing and imagining how to sleep over the pain as it approached midnight, a woman dressed in nurse attire opened the door and walked in. In her hand was a glass containing some liquid white substance. She looked at me and said, “Fear not, take, drink, I am the sister to your father’s wife”. I emptied the glass and handed it over to her while she left the room and shut the door. Beloved, for the first time in four days, my pain subsided and I was able to have a sound sleep. In the morning, my father came with a car and we headed for Okirika General Hospital. As we approached the hospital gate, I felt like going to toilet for the first time in five days, but held it till the X-ray was over. When the news was finally broken, I was directed to a nearby bush, and what came out of me was like a stone. We got to Bori General Hospital and submitted the X-ray result to the Doctor who repeatedly looked at me. After much scrutiny, he said, “For you to be alive is a miracle”. It was discovered that the contents of gases that flew in my stomach without a way out were enormous. Certainly, God sent His Angel to deliver me, as I did not set my eyes on the woman throughout my stay in the hospital. This was uncompromisingly concealed.

Healed by Grace: How God intervened and performed a miracle instead of surgery

As a young secondary school leaver, I went in search of critical survival resources, and the job I was doing adversely affected my health. I was to go for surgery, but the financial resources were lacking, and I was advised to meet one herbalist the following day for instant treatment to flush it out. The pain was severe and before I slept that night, I prayed to God, handling my spirit in His hands. Beloved, in the morning the pain was gone. What I noticed was a little scar on the affected part of my body to remind me of God’s Visitation. He touched me and made me whole. Apparently, He guides me jealously, with His most enviable fortress falling on me incessantly for my sustenance, and the same is extended to those who genuinely accommodate me.

Divine Deflection: What God Did to Protect Me from a Mean Attack

I was in a business place going through the papers that was on the table while a man was standing closer to me. God directed my eyes towards the man, and I calmly saw him scratching his pocket terribly. Surprisingly, a bee swiftly flew out of his pocket to the direction of my left eye and hit my face as my head was miraculously shifted. Horribly, with severe pain, I left the office for my house and prayed with holy anger. In the morning, the man was on surveillance, as he came to my house and examined my eyes if I had been harmed, but was frustrated by the unresolved mission. Beloved God returned the arrow in His own way.

Spiritual Warfare: How God’s help revealed and stopped a secret attack

The first Six months of my marriage, I must tell you, I experienced an unmitigated evil attack. One morning, my wife served me breakfast when I had a male visitor. We asked him to join us, but he instead thanked us and left the house. He later came back, sat beside me and said that he had something for me when I am done. When the attention of my wife who was sitting opposite me was needed outside, he swiftly fired his poison straight into the food. God opened my eyes instantly to see it and as I raised up my right hand to protect the food, the black floating object fell on the floor without any trace. I looked at him and he was sweating and busy pressing his remote furiously. To the glory of God, he watched us finish the food and drink water. I told my wife and one of my relations what happened when he had gone, and I was blamed for allowing him to go without a single blow. I made them to understand that God only opened my eyes to see the fight that was going on spiritually, and that the battle is His. Beloved, God handled him in His own way.

Grace Unyielding: When following the rules and God’s help saved me from spiritual traps

God used His vessel in the Church one day and revealed an impending doom to me. My name was mentioned with the instruction that I should forbid any food or drink from anybody. It was a shocking revelation and as I was considering it so deeply, a close friend advised that I should also reject any food or drink from him. This was strictly obeyed for years, but I failed to resist a swift temptation when I visited a business partner one day. He tried to be somewhat hospitable as he brought out two bottles of soft drink and pleaded that I share with him for the first time. He opened the drinks, handed one to me and he took the other bottle and I drank. My failure to heed to the voice of God manifested instantly in the dream that night when I saw myself in a bottle, and I vehemently declared that “I cannot be bottled”. This sacrilegious act against a guest was not hidden from the Keeper of Secret, as it was timely revealed in the church through another vessel. God said, “I instructed you not to eat or drink from anybody, but you took that drink, can you imagine what would have happened to you if my grace was not upon you”. Beloved, He fought for me.

Protected by Grace: How faith and divine warnings stopped disaster

My car was severely programmed for the accident, but God revealed all attempts to me in the dream. I had a single dream five times where my car was kept in a pool of water and I rebuked it instantly. When I had such revelation, something unusual would happen, but must face immediate suppression. I was with a friend on one of the days and a strange wind carried my car up and hit it on the road while going to Port Harcourt, he could not withstand the force, but I told him there was nothing to worry about. God also displayed His power when my wife and I boarded a taxi for a journey, and we witnessed a fatal accident as our car collided with another vehicle, but we came out unhurt. Praise the Lord.

Divine Protection: The way my faith protected me from an attack I couldn’t see

An undisguised evil attack was also experienced when a man begged me for a lift from my village to Bori which I did not hesitate to help. It was on the third day that he prepared for me by bringing out a red handkerchief from his pocket and making a pretense cough on it. God alerted me spiritually and I saw strange particles unmistakably flowing towards my eyes. I wiped my face three times and contemplated pushing him out of the car, but on thinking things over, I quietly drove him to his usual destination. Beloved, I ordered him out of the car when he brought out fifty naira from his pocket and tried to give to me for the help I rendered and he stood in disbelief while I drove away. Beloved, it is God I looked to for vengeance up till date rather than confronting anyone and He has never fail.

Divine Intervention: When my faith overcame financial problems while my wife was giving birth

My wife was due for child delivery, and after a broader check, she was booked for an emergency Cesarean Section. I was asked to deposit the sum of two hundred thousand naira (₦200,000.00) before the commencement of the operation, which was obviously above the sum of thirty thousand naira (₦30,000.00) meant for my baby’s upkeep that was in my pocket. As I was thinking of a possible breakthrough, I sat at the reception quietly and my junior sister sat beside my wife in the labor room where she was abandoned by the Doctor and Nurses. As the Doctor was eagerly requesting for deposit from me for the second time, my sister came and joyfully solicited that they help her and bring down the baby that was already out. The Doctor was speechless and glorified the Almighty God for He cannot be late.

Faith Amidst Adversity: What happened during prayer and divine intervention that led to a miraculous birth

My wife’s last pregnancy was unmistakably a battleground, as four scan results concluded that normal delivery was impossible. I received a distress call from my wife, conveying the eagerness of the Doctor for an emergency Cesarean Section and the incalculable threats that marrying another wife after her death would be the most important consequence, and I decided to talk to God. I knelt down and tried to cry my prayers, but to my amazement, my eyes witnessed an embarrassing dryness, and I quickly concluded the prayers and headed for the hospital. Unpersuasively, I deposited the sum of five thousand naira (₦5,000.00) for blood as instructed, but I was silent on the issue of a one hundred thousand naira (₦100,000.00) deposit for CS. My wife was, however, referred to a female Doctor who was unpretentiously sensitive to the assignment and opted for a fresh scan. It was midnight and the Technician haven closed for the day was appropriately called back, and the scan was carried out twice under my watch, and to the Glory of God, the baby was divinely positioned for normal delivery. She was discharged and after four days she came back and delivered safely. To God be the glory.