REJOICE WITH ME!

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On the 19th of January 2013, I was rushed to the hospital late at night. I had attempted to commit suicide twice in the last two days, the latter attempt being about 5 hours earlier. It was a systematic plan that I was sure would work but because I had given my life to Christ, it really wasn’t mine to take and God didn’t sign off on it.

Submitted: January 17, 2016

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REJOICE WITH ME!

On the 19th of January 2013, I was rushed to the hospital late at night. I had attempted to commit suicide twice in the last two days, the latter attempt being about 5 hours earlier. It was a systematic plan that I was sure would work but because I had given my life to Christ, it really wasn’t mine to take and God didn’t sign off on it.

 

I had moved far away from all friends and family, stripped myself of every identification card or licence that could trace me to them and buried it. I had deliberately stayed awake for at least 36 hours and then swallowed 14 sleeping pills mixed with other drugs sure to sleep and not wake again. It was the most considerate plan I could come up with. I felt that every other option would have been bloody and quite messy for the hotel staff of the dingy hotel room I had rented for the purpose. Guess what? It didn’t work, I stayed awake all night long – truly ZOE, the life of Christ has an effect on our mortal bodies just as Romans 8:11 states.  

 

But I didn’t give up yet, first thing the next day I acquired some poison determined to end it all that day - after all, I had already programmed my suicide email to deliver tomorrow so today was my last opportunity. I went out and bought some ice cream – I might as well enjoy my last day on earth I thought. After consuming the poison washing it down with the ice cream and some more sleeping pills I lay down to die. It seemed quite boring just laying down waiting for death (since sleep still refused to come) so I started playing a favourite album – More Than a Conqueror by Chris Shalom on my iPad – big mistake. Gospel artists from Christ Embassy apparently minister the same Spirit the Man of God Pastor Chris ministers and even though I had begun to feel something of the effect of the poison, by the third or fourth time the album was playing I knew this was another failed bid.

 

My friend, ZOE is real! I had thought that my not praying nor studying the word for a month would have made it easy to carry out my plans but when a man is born again it’s not a change in actions or in the way of thinking, it’s a real vital new life (ZOE) that you receive. I repented of my selfishness and hard headedness that had brought me to this place and instantly the power of God came upon me and I began to throw up everything including the sleeping pills I had consumed THE DAY BEFORE!

 

I actually was so amazed at the sight and paused to take a picture of all the puke. Then I went to unearth all my documents that I had buried, retrieved my car, signed out of the hotel and drove myself home after submitting my life to God's perfect will. I was rushed to the hospital when I confessed what I had done and was discharged the next day with absolutely no side effects! Glory to God!

 

You may be wondering what brought me to this terrible place and I could tell you stories but each person faces different things and so that’s all it would be, stories, however what’s important to note is that the devil seeks to rob you of God’s best for you. I cannot even say that all the challenges I faced then have faded into oblivion but they don’t matter anymore because God’s Word empowers me to live above them and even when we are too weak to have any faith left, He remains faithful to us and will help us, He cannot deny Himself. 2 Timothy 2: 13.

 

Its three years later and I realise that I owe Him a great debt of thanksgiving. Some have thought that it’s not right to publicly acknowledge this but if I had died it would have been public knowledge so I think I owe Him a public testimony.

 

I owe a great deal of gratitude to the most compassionate soul winner I know; Pastor Chris Oyakhilome and a thousand thanks to Pastor Ijeoma Ogba. So much gratitude to my family members, Pastor Ifeoma Chiemeka, my dear friends CK and Imeh, Pastor Sade Adewunmi, Pastor (Dr) Ola Akinsanya and the several others who stood with me during this period. I’m also grateful for the many more that would have stood with me but had no clue until you’re reading this. Thank you for being an unquantifiable blessing to my life.

 

I save this last paragraph to say thank you to the One who died that I might not die and only rose up again to ensure that I enjoy every benefit for which he died – what love! My dear Lord Jesus I love you and thank you. Please touch everyone that reads or hears this with the same liquid love that you wrapped me up in - you know what I mean.  

 


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