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A Little About Me
New Release
When Love
Found Me
“I mockingly referred to every Church I saw as a bank because I believed that churches had no relevance but were only there to make money but I never knew that my life would change forever one day and that the God whom I had so mocked would be the One I would eventually run to.”
How It All Started
My Journey into Pastoral Ministry
1
While I was an undergraduate at the University of Ibadan, Nigeria, my main priority wasn’t my studies but how to get into the social limelight and parties. I never took my lectures seriously and my GPA was constantly below 1. I was involved in all manner of vices like girls, taking at least 5 bottles of beer, thirty sticks of Benson & Hedges, and some marijuana daily. I was so care free and had lost the total fear of God in so much that I never lit a cigarette without first saying bless this food O Lord for Christ sake. I saw born again Christians as low lives who had lost out of the good things of life and saw serving God as their only consolation.
2
There were so many times that God intervened and saved my life then even as bad as I was. I remember clearly the night we were going for a party at 1am and at the least minute I got down from the car where I was and moved into another car that was part of the convoy. The car I had just left got involved in a ghastly accident and two lives were lost. One of the people who died was seated where I was just five minutes earlier. I also recall the day the brakes of the car failed and I was driving with my younger brother on a very narrow road with a lorry facing us but God miraculously saved us.
3
I mockingly referred to every Church I saw as a bank because I believed that churches had no relevance but were only there to make money but I never knew that my life would change forever one day and that the God whom I had so mocked would be the One I would eventually run to. On this fateful day in July 6th 1996, a friend of mine came to see me at home about 7pm and I decided to see him off after he had stayed with me for a while. You know the way boys are, we walked and chatted and shortly got to his house where we saw six young men outside the house.
4
The young men told us they were asking for his dad and the next thing I knew was them bringing out guns as they roughly forced us inside the house; they were armed robbers. When we got inside the house, they shot into the air severally, told us all to lie down and started searching us. I was asked if I had money but I lied that I did not have any money on me.