22/12/2023
THE DAY SATAN CAME FOR ME.
(ONE OF MY TEARY EXPERIENCE ON CAMPUS).
Maybe my little story here would at least make you to hold unto Jesus so tightly the more. Yes! Both in your place of fellowship and in your place of service to Him.
There are dying days ahead, there are trying days ahead too, there are days littered with attacks, and if your conviction on Jesus is not potent long enough, you're likely to fall in as a casualty along this path of ruggedness because you might not be having what it takes to win through.
How I got to finish up my tertiary education is one among my many detailed testimony and miracle that I will never forget in a long while now.
Please stay with me.
Stepping into my final stage as a student back then on campus came with warfare. The beginning was with warfare, and yet the final stage seems to be without an intervention, until God showed up. As a final year student, I already know the tactics and the profound formats that the devil uses to bedevilled the likes of those that have vowed to stay with Jesus till the end of time.
I also know that there is always going to be this 50/50 chances of succeeding finally out of school or to fall out wrecklessly out of school. I knew how it is possible for you to pass through school or the school itself passing through you.
I saw these difficulties and I had to no choice order than to hold unto Christ the more. (Help me Lord Jesus, Find me Lord were the simultaneous prayers of mine).
But in those days of holding unto Jesus, the devil came with his own designed template. His agenda looked so skillfull, planned and undefeating enough, and his apt mission was already a replica of what Jesus did spoke about in John 10:10. But.....
He came,
And in the days that he came, it was almost when I'd wanted to cross the finished line.
Here is it.
It all happened on a tuesday morning (02-Nov-2021), while I was about to go write my final exams. It was our 400lvl first semester exam that year. It happened that I woke up late due to the stress I had the previous day.
I woke up,
Then I had to prepare myself by reading through my handout for the course I was about to sit for.
And guess what? It was a compulsory course.
You fail this kind of course, you'd be asked to seat for it again. Yes!
I juggled up,
I started rushing down to the exam hall.
On getting to the exam hall, something strange happened.
I had an encounter with two strange men, and to my surprise, I have never seen these two men on campus, let me mean it by this way, that, I haven't seen them in my life.
But on that same day, I saw them.
And just like the way jannes and jambres withstood moses, it became a reality before my two eyes.
The two men told me, that I can't be allowed to enter into the exam hall. They said I came late.
And to be honest, it wasn't up to 20min that the exam started, that was the time I stepped in. And from the pattern of my school co-ordinance, whenever it comes to this examination setting, there is always a 80% chances of you stepping into the hall to write your papers even though you're the late-comer type, though you'll be delayed but yet you will be permitted to enter.
But on that very day, my case was totally strange and different.
The difference was clear enough and it all dawned on me that the devil was actually around the corner waiting for me, waiting to withstand my advancement.
Now, somebody reading this might be saying "what is the meaning of all this religious fanatics, this devil devil and sort of" someone reading might be saying at the moment that how does this get to relate to the spiritual, ehn you came late and you're supposed to be purnished, that is all now.
Okay.
No problem.
Before I continue, permit me to say this, that it will be very obvious in your own case now, and that is if you haven't witness the devil striking your life with darts. If you happen to come from a family that is known for setbacks and warfares, you'd definitely want to start finding answers to your many questions. So whenever you hear an individual sharing some of his experiences and pains that he has witnessed from the wicked dealings of satan, you will have to adjust yourself humbly and to learn ahead so you can set your life in order. Maybe 1peter 5:8 would help to analyse it detailed instructions before your very sight so you can know the intentions of satan over humanity and perhaps the words that our Fathers, fathers like Bishop David oyedepo who once said in one of his sermon, he said "Life is not fair, He said, Life is warfare". So it will take a man of spiritual intelligence to navigate his way through out of the coordinating system that would want to held him bound into captivity. You will have to fight spiritually. Yes!
So I kept on begging, from one side to another, the two men didn't agree with me, the last time i shed tears was in my place of intercessions, crying unto God whenever I had to table down some strange kind of matters before Him. But on that day, I didn't know how tears began to drop profusely with pleadings and more.
Nobody was there to plead on my behalf on that day, everyone was minding their business.
Time was going,
Students were already submitting their papers.
The time was already elapsing.
The delay was becoming my denial and I couldn't hold it more than to keep on begging these men.
Infact one of the men that withstood me said to me, that he too has a grown up son like me, he said as he was looking straight into my eyes that his son too is in school, but that will not give him the impression and the go ahead to pity me because he was only adhering to the instructions of the school management.
Oh my, this was where I became more convinced enough that this wasn't ordinary anymore.
The students were already leaving the hall for their various destinations. Those that saw me that day did as if they didn't noticed me. And I was glad that they didn't meet me at the point of me begging those men. I just decided to keep it to myself and to handover the case unto God. But I later did disclose the matter to some of my brothers in faith to put me in their prayers.
I related what happened to me to my mother. My father must not hear about what happened, I just told my mum, and my request was that she should intensify prayers on my behalf. Day and night, she didn't stop and that is why whenever i am been privileged to count my blessings, I count that of my mother to be triple. A source of strength and comfort.
The results came out and every of my colleagues were rejoicing.
I checked my portal, I noticed that the space for that particular course was automatically blank, meaning I had a carryover.
Cold was breezed all over my body, but you know what I never allowed that to control my emotions. I became strong enough to hide it off my face so as for people not to know what's bothering me.
While others were happy, cheering to be leaving the campus very soon, I threw my two hands into my pocket as I looked up to the hills from whence my help will be coming from. You know that state that will be speaking as though you have lost all hope. And I was just there begging God to show me His Mercy.
Stepping into the year(2022) was with a great determination and focus. I had already make a vow before going back to school that last year, that I was going to give God my broken piece, I won't be concerned about what already happened because as at that stage of my life, i knew instantly that there was no help anywhere, and that I will have to beckon on God to help me. So I propose within myself that whichever way it will take, I will run God's will to the latter point.
So I returned back to school for our second semester activities.
I started wrapping up my project work, church programs was there to run, souls to reach out to by extension and many other possiblities that I already wrote down to achieve.
But yet I still had my own sore at my back, and that was the carryover burden that I already had.
I kept on believing God for something positive to erupt out.
It got to a time that I had to go meet our school Gen sec if actually he can help me out, but all wasn't working to my favour. Instead he even had to pay his attention to some young girls that were coming to him for assistance maybe in their results or something. He attended to them and that will be coming with a price tag, and that is (your body).This is where we have all gotten to, lecturers having affairs with the students on campus and it will be looking like as though you're not a human being, all for this one selfish purpose. If you're a young lady reading this, maybe you'd have to pay your attention to this part of my story, flee from every appearances of evil, don't exchange your destiny with a pleasure that won't last you into time, (you will become a dead being walking alive). Yes!
I just kept on waiting and hoping to see that which God will do.
That is why I do tell people that my journey on campus even till the day I left is nothing but a testimony.
God had already assured me that He was going to show me Mercy.
All I had to do was to keep on praying ahead and as I was praying I kept on reminding God about my youth service, and that he should see me through in my own days if at all I will be going for it. My youth service year is another adventure that will have to be shared for another time.
Nothing just happens suddenly.
It will take you a rigorous process and drillings to actually birth forth that which God has already designed about you into reality.
Whenever you see quick results spangling up so fast, you need to question the source, to see if actually it is God that is behind it or some other kind of strange sources.
So finally,
The long awaited day came for me.
A new scroll was brought before me, a scroll of remembrance, and it was clear before me that God was about to do the unbelievable.
Around November last year, I got the info that the school graduating list was out and that we need to start preparing for our clearance.
If actually I'm correct, I remembered that I was among the few persons that stayed back on campus as at the time everyone has left for their various domains. So I spent my remaining days even after we've already finished on campus.
I checked the list, I discovered that my name wasn't there. Even after all the promises I got from some of the school officials. From the writing of my matric number, the course itself, my department and more.
Still yet nothing showed up.
I checked my name, and it was blank before my very eyes.
I got home.
Balanced enough to have my rest.
Waking up the next day was with a anger in my spirit, I prayed for quite some hours. And I felt a relief within my spirit, it was seeming as if God has answered my prayers.
It even got to a point that I told myself this, I said if actually God wants my case to be in sync with that of our general in faith Apostle Arome Osayi, who later took in for an extra year due to what one his lecturers did to him as at that time.
So I concluded.
But I was pressed that morning to go my school admin block to go and verify what's actually happening.
I got in to the school admin block, and i also met some of my colleagues who traveled down from their homes to come settle their results issues, because if your results isn't complete enough, you're not liable enough to graduate.
So they were there, I was with them.
I allowed everyone of them to settle themselves, and that was how I managed to meet with the man in charge of our results to ask if actually there's something I can do again even after meeting him severally.
But something happened.
The man turned back,
I noticed that as he was about to dismiss me, the next thing he asked for was my matric number and my department, and the course I was having a problem with.
I gave him everything.
He told me to go back and that I should check my portal after that day.
It was a "Lo and a behold" something before my eyes, as I checked some days later, and I noticed that the stone that was rejected within my context has now become the chief cornerstone.
My name appeared on the graduating list.
See friends, I assure you that there are many of us out there that claim enough that we know God, and that we've met Christ but all we have been saying daily is just an affirmation of our epileptic reasoning and imagination. No you haven't genuinely.
If actually you know God genuinely, you won't be bothered about many of your adversities if only you know the way to the control room. There are some that are always ready to give up due to one small issue or the other, or trying to buy their way through into corruption or sort of.
I couldn't help but to return all Glory and adoration with tears on that day unto God.
Called my mum, and she couldn't help too but to cry and to thank God, as at that point I knew she must have been rolling on the floor that day.
I knew that there is a God up there not an object. I know it like I know my name.
The man turned back to see my face and all that he requested for was my matric no, the course code and my department. What did he saw?
I'm still shocked. And I just finished praying that morning.
See friends, don't stop serving God I beg you.
If you serve him for what you want to get from Him, it will be of a record that you were just an immature christian with an immature motive. But you serving Him as to see His will and intentions coming to reality. This is one of the precept that the immortals over there will not share with you except you have journeyed up to an extent with God.
I had a problem already, and all that God was beckoning on me to do was to do His works and to be focused with this assignment.
If He can commit a task into your hands, then the rest of your trials and pains will be taken a good care of.
I pin this as I finish, that my life is that one testament that God is telling from the scale of eternity.
God is still telling and He still writing my scripts.
He can do the same for you regardless of your many controversies, if only you can learn to trust on Him with your all.
Your days of waiting and wasting are all a phase of what is waiting for you on your day of manifestation.
In your phase of service, stay with Jesus, find out where God Is working and stay there. Even though the begining might seem confusing but the latter end of it will be too shinning to doubt.
Meanwhile, let the congratulatory messages keep on coming, my life is indeed a testimony to share.
Selah.
Your brother,
Nathaniel Akanbi.
