I was so right…. The moment we stepped into the hospital, I felt the atmosphere. The satanic current was high… The nurses rushed towards the car and I was immediately placed on a stretcher. One of the nurses kept looking into my eyes with evil intention. I knew she had been contacted… At that point I began to plead the blood of Jesus Christ over my life… “ Sir, I think we need to sedate Him…!” I heard the nurse telling the doctor. I understood the strategy, she must have received the signal of the blood of Jesus Christ I was calling, so she wanted to sedate me as a way of silencing me… “ I don’t want to be sedated!” I managed to say… “ Sir it is necessary…” the nurse said with the evil smile she offered me from the corner of her mouth. “ Favour, please trust me… and get me out of here, I will be killed here.” I said to Favour… “ The virus has eaten deep into his body, it is beginning to affect his brain.” The doctor said so that Favour would not take my words seriously. I was wheeled to a private room, and Favour was told I had to be in seclusion so peradventure I had a deadly disease, it could be contained. Favour signed some papers on my behalf. The nurse I suspected came into the ward. She was about to inject me , I felt instant strength and encouragement from within to fight the enemy. I jumped from the bed and started racing like a mad man… “ God get me out of here… I will not die in the camp of the enemies of the Lord. “ Favour who stood at the reception was surprised when she saw the way I dashed out of the hospital. No one was able to hold me down. On getting out, I continued my race away from the hospital. When I got far away from the hospital, and it felt like I could die any moment from that time If I didn’t look for a vehicle, I stopped a taxi and gave him the address to Lighthouse. I kept telling myself I was going to return to Lighthouse, whether the devil liked it or not. I was not going to be like Samson that died in the camp of His enemies… I had no money on me to give the taxi driver, I just believed a miracle would happen. The taxi broke down twice during the trip, but I was less concerned. I knew Tina was throwing different darts at me, but I was unwavering in my determination. Favour had been calling my number as well but I refused picking up. On getting to the Lighthouse, I met the teenagers waiting at the gate… They stood like an army waiting for the return of a wounded soldier…I saw Kenneth, Mercy, Ajaara and Tunde standing at the front … The taxi man was surprised at what he saw ahead… “ Is it you they are waiting for?” I nodded because my heart was too heavy to utter any word… As the taxi parked, the teenagers moved cautiously towards me to see my face. I wasn’t sure of what to expect. I didn’t know if it was going to be acceptance or rejection… Favour had obviously called them and I wasn’t sure of the instructions she must have given them… I tried to step out with the intention of explaining myself, but my legs wobbled…. “ He is the one…” I heard Kenneth scream out loud, and suddenly he ran towards me in tears … “ Uncle Chuks is back…. I told you he would come back…” I broke down in tears… Tunde, Mercy and few others moved closer to hug me as well, they were in tears as they hugged my frail body… “ Thank you Jesus! Thank you Jesus!” Tunde said amidst tears…. The first set of teenagers who knew me circled round me. This drew the attention of people in the neighborhood. Some were recording the event on their phones. Favour met us there, she was surprised at the show of affection I had received… There was someone missing… Gloria… I particularly wanted to see her as she was my first seed that had given birth to the large Harvest I saw in front of me… Surprisingly, I suddenly gained strength. The teens now Youths helped me into the Lighthouse and the moment I stepped into the gate, I felt the new atmosphere. I felt I was home. The peace was unexplainable. I felt the presence of God… Baba Agba and Mrs Uyai Recieved me with open hearts and pure love. My room was still vacant, no one had occupied it. Favour insisted the youths give me time to rest as they called on the Lighthouse volunteer doctor. He ran his test on me and also confirmed I had prostrate cancer, but I cared less. I was just happy to be back to base. It took about 3 days for me to be strong and on my feet. I woke up quite early on Kenneth and Mercy’s Wedding day . I looked around the Lighthouse and I was happy at what God had done with the house. It was well furnished as against what I left initially… Then it dawned on me…. This facility was used against God in the past, it was used to house prostitutes, but now it was used by God to raise soldiers for Him. I looked at my frail body that was almost giving up… “Can God still use this sick and afflicted body for His Glory?” I asked myself… To be continued
