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Friday, September 14, 2018

Facebook Story On How A Man Became Blessed For Giving....

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I sat down inside the keke, thinking about what my kids were going to eat when they returned from school.

After their mum died, the sole responsibility of taking care of the kids was on me and it didn't bother me.

I was doing relatively well until I was sacked from my place of work because they needed to reduce the number of staff as they could no longer pay everyone.

I couldn't tell my kids the bad news, I mean, they have been used to a life of luxury and enjoyment and I didn't want to ruin it.

The money I saved, I invested it in a business that turned out to be a scam and it left me devastated.

I had to sell my car to pay for their fees and I told them that the car was bad and needed repairs.

I sat down in the keke with just #150 in my pocket, thinking of my next step until a woman carrying a sickly child on her back approached me.
I turned my face to another corner, hoping that the keke driver will just forget about filling the Keke and drive away with me and the young lady inside .

The woman came to me and began with the usual begging skills

"Oga help me, my pikin no well,we never Chop since morning "

If only this woman knows that I have eaten anything myself and that after paying this keke man, the only thing I will have in this pocket will be just #100.

She turned to the other lady and she immediately shouted at her.

"Common getout from here with this smelling child of yours. Una nonsense skills wey una de use beg money. Idiots!! "

She throws a spit at them and the woman walks away crying.

I felt a tingle in my stomach as she walked away, my spirit man just won't let me be.

I tried to take my eyes off her but I just couldn't.

I came down from the keke and gave her the #150 with me and she thanked me so much and cried again.

She went as far as praying for me, much to my delight.

Since I had no money to pay for the Keke anymore, I decided to trek home. I was about to start moving when the Keke driver called me and asked me to enter.

"Oga, I see u as u give dat woman money and I know say money no de ur pocket again, no worry, I go carry you for free"

I was shocked. I looked at the Keke driver again, he reeked of alcohol and wore a very distasteful look but underneath all that is a kind Man.

"Oga, this World na human beings de make am hard. U see dat woman wey u help so, she bin de work for post office one time. When she born dat her pikin, de find out say d pikin get one kain yeye sickness like dat. She don spend money tire, even the husband sef come die join for where e de mould blocks, d building fall ontop him body. Her work people come sack am say she too de late. Na our neighbor before oh, na landlord drive am comot say she no pay rent. Only say I never hustle today own, na me de give am food everyday"

The other lady inside the keke with me suddenly felt bad and started to cry, she instantly regretted all the words she said to the woman.

"I didn't know, I just thought she was one of those scammers" she said.

"Aunty, if person get money e no go beg, if u no wan help person no de abuse dem, nobody go beat u if u no give"

I almost passed my house listening to the Keke driver, such a nice guy.

I learnt something valuable from him and I felt so good that I gave the woman that money.

As I was about to enter my house, I got a call that Jude my son has been involved in an accident and has been rushed to the hospital.

Since I didn't have transport, I ran all the way to the hospital and I met my daughter crying.

"Where is my son?where is he? " I barked at the nurse.

The Doctor, a tall handsome young man came out.

"Mr Mike, your son is in good condition. He lost a lot of blood though but a good Samaritan woman helped donate hers"

As he was still talking, the Woman I gave #150 came out, crying and massaging her hands with cotton wool.


"She brought her child here for treatment but the child died. She was crying when your son was brought in a stretcher and had lost so much blood. We had run out of blood in the bank and so when I asked the nurse to call you, it's because we needed blood. She overheard our discourse and offered to help even when she is mourning her daughter who just died, I have never seen such kindness in my entire life, this just restored my faith in God again "


I held the woman close to me and hugged her tightly, I hugged her and wouldn't let go, both of us were crying as we were the only ones that understood the whole scenario.

The Doctor didn't collect a dime from us as he tagged what happened a "Miracle" and it would be unfair to take money from us, money I didn't even have.

My son was discharged two weeks later and the Woman is now living with me and the kids, atleast they need a mother na 😂.

I have been called back at my place of work, this time with an ever bigger paypacket.

Susan is the Angel God sent to me to change my situation and I almost lost that chance because of my predicament.

She has so far been excellent with the kids and everything in my life has turned around for good!!

#Help people when you can, there is a reason it's called help.

#If you can't help someone, then don't abuse them.

#Be sensitive in your spirit and listen to God always, only then will you get the peace that comes with obedience.

Story Patrick Dominic....

32 comments:

  1. I had goosebumps reading this.

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    1. Wow this is really touching givers Never lack...

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    2. Helping heals d soul, when I had my .depression I resorted to using public transport cos I was searching for laughter and happiness, anytime I enter bus,I must pay for Pple, Keke, same traffic warden everywhere I saw Pple in need.
      Guess what, its magical,it heals depression..... There is something magical in assisting pple, especially small kids on uniform lapping each other , the way there faces glow wen saying Thank u aunty, its so fulfilling.
      To whom much is given.....

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    3. Wish I could have friends like you.

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  2. Hmmmm.......help goes a long way. You wouldn't know who the next victim would be

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  3. abeg who dey cut onions.. this is so emotional, it had me holding back my tears because Im in the office. if I was at home I'd have soaked the sheets. God help us to be sensitive to you.

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    1. Waoh! such an inspiring story.My soul is lifted.

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  4. This is breathtaking

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  5. But is this true? Beautiful though.

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  6. Wow!!! What a story. Its really good to help.at my bus stop this morning one lady with a baby on her back came to me that she doesn't have tp.we ended up paying for her fare with just 500 in my pocket. And just now a customer dash me 2k

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    1. U see am..... Its just magical helping pple without expectations

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  7. #Be sensitive in your spirit and listen to God always, only then will you get the peace that comes with obedience.


    Help me Lord..

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  8. Wowww!!!!!! my husband is an epitome of giving. It pays to help!!! I am blown away. Please no matter how bad any situation is, rent hasnt been paid, school fees hasnt been paid, lets not stop helping. It takes your inner man and godly nature to look beyond ones personal predicament and still give!! Chaii. I love love God. #lessonlearnt #faithfulfather

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    1. In short this week has taught me a lot. Opened a new me. Imagine when everyone was pasting back to school stories of their lo, my son was sitting at home. He woke up on thursday morning(yesterday) and said mummy i want to go to school. People where in need and money was used to help them way before resumption of school. Now the devil would come and say, you see why did you help others and your child is at home while others are in school. But the msg on sunday of sam adeyemi kept me going and i quickly refuted devil when that thought came. Miraculously God showed up for us today when the money came in.

      Note: The people we helped needed the money. But i thank God for the bible says be anxious for nothing but with prayers and thanksgiving make your request known unto God.

      Do note that God remaineth the same in the hills and in the valley. In the peaceful time and in the violent times, at dusk and at dawn. Praise be to God
      Father most holy and merciful

      #aspireforgreatness #aspireforthebestyoucanbe #associateyourselfwithgoodpeople

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  9. what a world. God please in your infinite mercy give us an inner spirit to know who is actually in need and help when we can.

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  10. Am speechless. Wow. Act of kindness.

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  11. What a fabu story!...
    Which hospital in naija will even touch you talk less of treating you for free?...
    It’s good to help but I don’t believe this story!...

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    1. same here dear

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    2. Who cares if you believe the story or not? must you comment?

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    3. The moral of the story is what is important - GIVING. whether it's fabu or true

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  12. Let's help when others are in need. It's good to help

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  13. The woman is in ur house as what? Wife, maid or ......?
    Hope u are not taking advantage of the fact that u helped her to sleep with her? U sounded like an opportunist towards the end of ur story.
    Too many coincidences in d story. In fact I dontbelieveit

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    1. Is it ur advantage (fuck) is it ur coincident???? Gerraway my friend!

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  14. NICE STORY, BUT NA MAKE UP STORY JARE NOT A TRUE LIFE

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  15. Some ppl will read this story and pick holes in it .. some people will read it and use the valuable lesson in it to change their story around.

    May God continue to impact wisdom in us

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  16. I remember one I had just 1k work me after eating lunch and was walking back to the office calculating how I will spend the 1k well. A small bit of about 10-11 came to meet me crying that do u have any work for him to do?
    He was still in his uniform and I asked why. He said they told him at school that he cannot wear his torn uniform again but his aunty beat him and told him to go and look for money for the uniform himself. Gave him the 1k without a second thought. How I wish i had more as the uniform was 1k5. It is well.

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