It all happened one beautiful night in the year 2001, rushing back home with so much grief and tears in my eyes, i couldn´t speak or tell anyone where i was coming from , lying down on my bed tearing, for the very first time i picked up an old bible i found laying in the house, and as i opened a section of the new testament to read, i got an unusual feeling inside that i never felt before in my life and i wept and made a commitment to serve God the rest of my life and never to look up to a man for a need, and i cried out to God for a help. I grow up in a family of seven, my parents and 4 of my siblings, my father worked so hard to put us all in school and ensure we have good life that he was deprived when he lost his mother at 3months old and his father at a tender age.
Entering the university in the year 2000, was so difficulty as i had less financial support from my dad. It was a short break from school in 2001, i came back home to get money from my father to pay some fees, but he hadn’t got the money and i had to go back to school, i decided to consult a friend for financial support, to me then was like a big brother, he told me to come to his shop that he will give me the money, i got there at about 4pm, he gave me a seat in his office and continued with his business transactions, at 6pm i became very agitated because my dad has a policy to find everyone at home last 7pm.
Then i told him i had to go that my dad will soon be back, he told me to hold on if i really need the money, off course i needed the money so i waited, afterwards he started closing up getting himself ready to go at past 7pm, he still hadn’t given me the money, this time he told me the money he want to give me is in his house, little did i know i was been deceived, although i was surprised at that statement. With a honest heart i followed him, and was ready to face my dad afterwards, on getting to his house he offered me a seat and a drink and waiting for him to just bring this money so i can hurry back home.
Unfortunately for me he had another intention, he tried to take advantage of my situation to have sex with me, a young girl with a honest heart, i began to beg him not to harm me, but he started struggling with me, my saving grace was that i had a serious fight and struggle for my body with him that night and eventually he let me be and asked to me to get out of his house. I ran out of his house that night, without being raped, praise God!! But without the money i went out.
On my way home i wept in agony and crying out to God i made a promise to him that i will never give my body to any man for money no matter how difficult life approaches me. I eventually got all the money from my dad and i went back to school, with that hunger for God i devoted myself to God and became committed in my local roman catholic church fellowship, yet i had not been saved and i didn’t know who Jesus was, until one faithful afternoon i was tired of ceremonial and sanctimonious church, i needed something more though i didn’t know what.
In my university then,we always have fellowship times on Wednesdays, that day i told myself i wasn’t going to the catholic fellowship, i started walking around the school looking for where my heart will be satisfied, i entered one fellowship to another until i finally i got tired and decided to go home. On my way, from a distance i saw some group if people 20-30 with hands lifted up in the air worshiping as i was looking trying to pass by to my hostel the usher standing by the door beckoned me and asked me to join them, i smiled and as i walked towards him he said welcome to believers loveworld, my God it was different, everyones hands were lifted up in worship, i was welcomed very well and the moment i stepped into the hall i said: this is it.
I gloriously gave my life to Jesus Christ that day as the altar call was made and i was filled with theb Holy Spirit. Glory to God!!! Two weeks later been filled with Holy Ghost i couldn´t speak in tongues but i notice that my heart was always full and i constantly noticed a jerk, like something was trying to come out of me, this kept on happening to me till friends asked me what was wrong.
But somehow i knew it had something to do with my salvation. Until one morning as i knelt down to pray, there was an outburst of tongues and for over 30mins i spoke in tongues gloriously and its been from glory to glory, winning souls and burning for Jesus.
One year later, there was a long strike in school and students were asked to go back home till further notice, and i went back to my hostel lying on the bed thinking of what to do with the long strike, i fell into a trance and i heard the spirit of told me, go to Lagos, go to Christ Embassy and work there. When i woke up i said: Lagos? Christ Embassy? i haven’t been to this two place before, how do find my way? But somehow i went and i told my campus pastor about this and he let me go.
To end this beautiful story of mine, i worked at the Healing School during that period and subsequent holidays and after graduation i returned and i´m still a staff of the Healing School even as i write and am doing well and making progress in my work, fulfilling my calling without reproach. Thank you Pastor for answering the call of God, i never stop asking myself where I would have been if I didn’t come in contact with this ministry, and thank you also for giving me the opportunity to write this testimony, am so grateful sir.