Greetings to you Stella.. God bless you for the good works
My story goes thus:
I came from a family of 8 children, but lost 5 remaining just 3 of use that are the younger ones. The last 2 that died were already grown men 28 and 30 years old, they died in a car accident on their way to Lagos as one of them was a footballer, he was to travel out of the country for his career. The other one was to see him off to the airport when they had an accident and they both died on the spot ( this happened 1993).
That period was a very tragic time for us all especially for my mum. This is because they were source of income some times as the remaining 3 of us were still very young then.
Things were a bit ok until my mum had a very serious armed robbery accident, where she was chopped up with cutlass and knife in Lagos market where she goes to buy things to sell. All the hospitals rejected her because they thought she was dead.
She was in the hospital for more than a year, within that year it was hell for every one of us because my dad lost his job at the same time. We had to beg to eat, even christmas food.
Due to the hardship we could’nt pay for our house rent anymore. We then moved to my dad’s family house. My dad’s families are rich but all they could do was to offer us a free house and nothing more. Then my mum got better a bit and started frying akara so we could manage to survive.
Due to too much suffering one of my aunties offered to carry my younger sister abroad (this was the business she was into—trading girls abroad). I didn’t want to go because I wanted to go to school (i am from Edo state, and by then going abroad was trending).
My sister went abroad 5 good times but she was always repatriated after staying just 1 or 2 weeks. It became so bad that I was forced to make the choice to go instead of her.
By the time I was preparing to go, I had already written my JAMB exams, awaiting for result. As my travelling documents were ready, I went to Lagos with other girls that are to be taken too. The day before we were to travel, I got a call from a friend saying my name is out in UNIBEN in the department of Banking and Finance.
Immediately I ran away from the hotel room we were staying, I came straight to Benin and went to the school with no hope of having where to get money to sponsor myself or anyone to sponsor me. I had to contact a guy knew and I explained everything to him, how I want to go to school but I am helpless. He offered to give me unbelievable amount of money which I used for my admission and accommodation.
All hell let loss as my aunty discovered I ran away. My mum went through hell in the family house, so I decided to rent a 2 bedroom flat for us all to stay. My mum started a business to take care of my sister and brother while I had enough money to take care of my schooling.
MY TESTIMONEY HERE IS THIS:
My aunty cursed me that I will suffer and never graduate from school then and I will never marry nor know the road out of Nigeria in my life. But here I am, I graduated with a good grade, working in a very good company in Abuja and doing very well. Above all I got married last year and I am going to join my husband ABROAD!!!!!!!!Next week.
WHAT A MIRACLE FOR ME!!!
Just want to encourage people that think life is over because things are not working out for them.. I will say its all about TAKING A BOLD STEP in life and it takes consistency in prayers. I never went to a special spiritualist one day for special prayers or deliverance.. Nobody knows your problems more than you and God your creator.
I told him to always re-write the story of my life the way it pleases him. I never cared what people say about me or how they see me, I am focused and consistent in anything I do, and above all I love myself first before it flows out.
God favors everyone going through my situation right now; I use myself as a point of contact to reach out in JESUS NAME!!!!AMEN!!!!!