My Christian Journey

My Journey into ministry, how it all started.

I remember the crowded atmosphere of my secondary school dormitory in Mayflower Ikenne, several years back. I think we were almost 200 to one matron in a hall. I stayed on the top floor and my bunk was placed a few blocks away from the toilet, just in case I couldn’t control my pee at midnight (laughs)

Just like every other primary school graduate, I was super excited to begin my journey in higher learning and far away from home in a boarding house. But, what I wasn’t aware of was the dimension God was planning to express himself through me as a child.

In no time, I became an expert in eating beans, because that was the only breakfast we had every morning. Beans and Pap was the winning combination. Almost every student including me believed that beans made people tall. Wait, is that true?

One evening during my third year, a few of my friends and I gathered in fellowship, and we enjoyed the visit and beauty of the Holy Spirit in our midst that night. Oh! What a night it was… I can never forget that very moment.

I remember that very moment like yesterday. As my eyes were tightly shut, all I could see was a plain white screen before me. I saw nothing else, but I kept hearing his words like whispers reaching out to me. I began to shed tears uncontrollably. I kept shivering at the ambiance of his presence. That was my first call and encounter.

At this time, I was unconscious of my environment or the happenings around me, all I could recall after I opened my eyes was sitting on the floor drenched in tears while others were still singing the worship song we all started with. That encounter changed everything for me. It was after that, the gift of prophecy began to find expression in my life.

I still remember how my mates and even my seniors approached me on different issues and I’ll pray with them and minister prophetically to them. I was still a child, and unprepared on how to nurture or handle the gift of the Spirit at that time.

My school didn’t support religious organizations either, so there was no one to mentor me through it and since I was far from home where my parents could have helped, I was left with a big responsibility to grow and nurture my spiritual gift. Because I was still vulnerable, the devil came after my gift through social influence.

Oh! That young Jesus Girl began her groove life and I wasn’t taking it slow. I attempted… To be Continued in next episode.