I travel on daily, weekly and monthly basis. I get to my destination safely and with less or no hitch at all on the road. I was supposed to be involved in a ghastly motor accident. God averted it without letting me see it.. Nevertheless, I arrived safely but I was too busy and could not kneel down and say a word of thanks to God...God takes care of about 7.4 billion people on this earth but still had time to make sure that all my journeys from infancy till now were successfully safe. What did I do for God.
Sometimes I travel long or short distances to commit different atrocities and come back safely. God saw me but still allowed me return. He allowed me to come back not because He couldn't do anything, but He's still giving me a chance to repent.
I was born a Christian so that the light in me could shine and illuminate for other non-believers to see and come to Christ. but I drifted away from his loving presence. My lifestyle is supposed to be a sweet fragrance that will draw others to Christ but I have failed.
I was born a Muslim ( which is not my fault). I continually pray several times a day asking Allah to "show me the right path". Little did I know that the Christians which I have been told to fight against can easily lead me to this path I seek which is "Jesus Christ" ( and Jesus said to him, I am the way,the truth and the life: no man cometh unto the Father except through me..John 14:6) also called "ISA".
I lost my dad in a plane crash. My mum is down with stroke and hypertension due to the demise of my dad. All the family businesses that have been helping us foot our bills crumbled. I had to drop out of school. At that time I thought God doesn't exist. I was furious with God...Then something happened....

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