365 WAS BEYOND NUMBERS FOR ME PART 4 (FINALE)

I Hope You’ve been reading the previous parts; this is the concluding part of the post. Continuation, he asked me a simple question “you should have been doing these things, why are you denying my people of my gift?” it was the next week I joined a group in a fellowship, but still low-key. The lessons I learnt was, God is not interested in your church going, but your personal relationship and interaction with him.

Lastly God striped me of every material thing I taught I possessed, I couldn’t even buy new clothes, it was frustrating for me, it was when I knew he wanted me to seek validation in the knowledge of who I am, and not in affiliation to material things, he taught me, that when we attached our identity to the things or people we can lose, we haven’t truly discover who we are. It was a painful lesson I learnt in a hard way.

Lastly, from 2016 to 2017 I applied for several things that didn’t work out, I wrote proposals that was denied countless times, though painful I learn a great lesson of building persistence and perseverance, I was using those failures to build and develop myself, I became more tougher inside, I began to see failure in different light, I began to see failure as an avenue for improvement.

All through those times, there wasn’t a day I wasn’t spending hours in my closet developing myself, I got to know the making of a general is not without tears, I was certain what my future holds, I know the impact I wanted to have in my world, those were my propelling force, I made a vow, that nobody who get close to me, with an open heart will leave me the same, the things I learn must be contagious. Those were what helped me to maintain my focus.

The last part of this article is more of an encouragement and a wakeup call, let me break your religious mindset, no matter any prophetic declaration if God wants you to learn a lesson, he will take you through a trying times and there is NOTHING any man can do about it, you might as well reserve the energy you want to use to pray against demons to improve yourself, and be attentive to God, most of those things are mainly distractions. If you ask me if I would like to go through those periods again, I won’t say yes, but sure I would love to learn those lessons over again. Remembering  that I lost some people to death towards the end of 2017 makes it more scary, but it taught me a great lesson of how fleeting mortals are, tomorrow is not certain, make your mark, follow your passion, don’t die on the wish bed.

This is to anybody who might be going through a difficult moment right now, stay calm, be sensitive to the lessons God is trying to teach you through pains, never compare your life with anyone else, we all are in different seasons of our life, if you compare your pain season to the blessing season of others, you might just end up more depressed. We all are running a different race.

For those who are yet to encounter obstacles in life, anticipate and embrace it when it come, you’re not possessed,  pain is what God uses to get our attention, knowing God experientially doesn’t come while you fold your leg and sipping coffee, experiences are what made great men. I hope you believe me when I say my 2017 being 365 days is not just a number for me.

 

365 WAS BEYOND NUMBERS FOR ME PART 3

I trust you have read the last two part of the article, in case you haven’t kindly do so. I continue from where I stopped in part two.

Without further scrutiny, little did I know that 2017 was an advance version of 2016, more like an advance engineering mathematics?

The pain was quadruple, in 2017; I wasn’t just BROKE I was BROKEN, the thing about pain is, we know it will end one day, but what we don’t know is when, and that’s the most difficult part. God will show you the picture of where you are and where you will get to, but HARDLY will he show you what you will pass through and what it will cost you.

 Almost everything and everybody I relied on let me down, amidst my trying period God was speaking to me, he deliberately blinded people from me so I could truly TRUST HIM, honestly, that was the truth, up until then I claimed I trusted God, which in fact my hope has always been on man, while God was the backup plan, well things are about to change, he has taking matters in to his own hands, if God wants to use you, your absolute trust must be on him, that is the only way he won’t be able to share his glory with no man.

Again in 2017, I came to the end of myself, I felt emptiness and lack of meaning for life, nothing else makes sense, except the true knowledge of him, it was in him I found solace, I remembered I was about to take my shower one day, and I lean on the wall of the bathroom shedding  tears, trust me I was confused, I mean the whole thing was becoming unbearable, truth is God is aware of our tears, but he is NEVER MOVED BY OUR EMOTIONS, what he intend to teach you, you must learn it no matter what it will cost you, Note: I didn’t  learn all of these while I was in it, it was when I was mediating over them, that the blessings of the pain became clear.

As time goes on, I began to understand the work he was doing in my life, then he came again and convicted me of my gift, one morning I was brushing my teeth and I was wondering why I wasn’t operating in a higher dimension of his presence and power, and God spoke to me very clearly by asking me what I have done with the gift he gave to me, he said in heaven, they don’t waste resources, that was the morning I decided to visit secondary schools, prisons, and any gathering to speak and teach people about purpose.

I taught I was doing enough of my purpose, trust me I never want to have anything to do with carrying the bible, not because I hated God, I just hated how grossly abuse that pattern of life was, one day I attended a crusade by a man of God, and God took my attention to all the protocols and the things that were happening, and he asked me a simple question,  will continue the concluding part of this story tomorrow, please journey along with me, read, ponder on it and get blessed by it.

365 WAS BEYOND NUMBERS FOR ME PART 2

You must have read the part one, if you haven’t, I encourage you to go read it, so you could fully understand where the story is leading. I stopped at “something happened” this is the continuation.

I stumbled on a teaching by someone, he taught with so much confidence, assurance, and understanding beyond mortal, God why, why didn’t I know this man all my life, story for another day. The man is Dr Sunday Adelaja, the man that seems to have an idea of what I was going through without involving demon, well it was a relieve of some sort, I began to see the meaning to all my pains and frustration, I learnt in the space of 7 months about life, God, purpose, education and excellence, that I haven’t learnt in MY OVER 20 YEARS that I’ve been on earth.

It was then I realized for me to be fully ready for the purpose God has created me for, he needed to rip me of all the distractions, like money, friends and material things, I wish it was as simple as I’m writing this article, trust me, pain is no man’s friend. I shut myself out of the external world and began to learn from him through his online teachings; though my major struggle was to unlearn the junks I have stored in my memory and pride myself with over the years, most of his teachings are not conventional and they wrestled with my religiosity and ideologies, thank God am free, if I should talk about this it will be a full article of nothing less than 20,000 words, story for another day.

I became fully aware of my purpose, I taught I was ready to face the world and transform the mind of youths, but I had a lot to learn, more like the killing of lion by David in the wilderness as a preparatory class for defeating the goliath, back to the point, I struggled through the last year of 2016, just like everybody, I was hopeful, I am about to enter the new year all these struggles are about to be over, if I was sensitive enough I could hear God scream down from heaven saying “you’re a  joker, this is just the beginning” like the end of an interesting Nollywood movies with a continuation, that was those days, I don’t know how they do those movies now.

Happy New Year, this is 2017, you know what to expect, prophetic declarations were flying through the air like a missile from an air strike in Iraq, this year is your year, gibberish! Who am I not to believe them? You know is easier to believe what you have been dying to hear, without further scrutiny.  Bear with me is getting too long; I will continue the part 3 tomorrow.

365 WAS BEYOND NUMBERS FOR ME PART 1

There is no way I could talk about my 2017 without looking at the midyear of 2016 in retrospect.

I’ve been reluctant to share this story, but the impression has been so strong on me, usually when I feel this way, someone is about to be blessed by it.

It started mid 2016, like every young guy in his mid twenty, I had all my plans laid out, the strategy seems flawless, I have everything checked out my plan was lacking nothing Except GOD. You know when you have everything figured out but didn’t include the master planner is as though you hadn’t made any plan, and when he start to interrupt our plan, we begin to pray against the very God who is going to answer the prayer.

Back to my point, God began to show me is tough love, his first project was to make sure I lose everything that seems to be the pillar of my confidence, it took me some time for me to know it was God, but that was after I might have bind and cast foundational powers, territorial demons, unfriendly friends, the only thing I didn’t pray against was me. I could imagine the good laugh the man upstairs would have heard over my acidic ignorance.

Still I didn’t listen, I continue depend solely on my intuition and brain power, but I didn’t know my brain capacity wasn’t sophisticated enough to zero out God, so I continue in my state of ignorance, by asking everybody that care to listen, apparently, they were as clueless as I was, those that weren’t humble enough to admit it, came up with an explanation that has to do with demonic attack, I applaud their sincere love but wasn’t oblivion to their ignorance.

I’m known to be the energy giving guy, the motivational speaker (though I have changed the title to transformational speaker, because motivation is fleeting). I continue to appear in church and other gathering with an endless smile on my face, though you didn’t need a good shovel to dig down before you realize how fake those smiles were. I will motivate, encourage, inspire and teach people what I just learnt, either from a book, or a self educating video that I just watched. But I was quietly dying inside, all my smile was just a scream for rescue; I was almost drowning in pain and depression.

But something happened which was the beginning of my turn around, To be continued tomorrow.