While I was in camp, I had the very last hope of growing my account with just about $56 left and a $20k funded account; but, due to the guilt from supporting an abortion, which I never thought I would partake in; the insomnia, and the stress of the camp, I blew the accounts.
I made rookie mistakes that were unbelievable even to me. I hated camp and just wanted to leave! I was made the hostel governor and this gave me the opportunity to skip literally every parade and SAED classes.
A Turning Point
One faithful evening, we were all forced to go for the social night, even those in the Nigerian Christian Corpers Fellowship were not excluded; and, that was where I met Sis. M.O.
We got connected by our love for music, I got her number and we became friends. Each time we met on camp, she would always preach to me. She gave me the Believers’ Bible School’s audios that her pastor taught and encouraged me to listen to them; but, each time I tried to listen to the messages, I was usually almost bored to sleep; and, every time we met, she would ask if I had listened to the messages, and I would tell her that I had not.
After I left camp, I met Sis. M.O. again. It turned out that we had the same CDS day. The chances that this could have happened was almost impossible because there were five (5) other days, but now I believe it was divinely orchestrated. She continued to invite me to her church group but I kept postponing my attendance.
To be continued…
Miraculous Monday: 9th September 2024
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