“The compound I lived in was robbed; I was hit with an axe on the head, and my phone was taken. On the way back from sinning in Anambra, I lost my new phone to a bus robbery… My mum died, and instead of turning to God, I turned to the wrong places for comfort and got drawn deeper into sin…”
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My siblings and I were born and raised in Lagos, Ajegunle, precisely. My parents were workers, so we were mostly home alone after school. We lived in a big compound with different people from different tribes. My dad did not let us mingle much, so we were almost reserved. But this did not stop me, in particular, from associating with friends of my age. I was about 6 or 7 years old when a fellow playmate, a boy, introduced me to sexual acts, and we kept at it. I was also involved in this act with another girl, all in the name of children’s play.
This planted seeds of immorality in me, including masturbation around the same period, I believe. Later, I went to stay with a couple (a family friend) at PortHarcout. There, I experienced some molestation from the husband despite my pleadings and struggles, but thankfully, he didn’t have his way with me completely. This continued for a while, and I did not know what to do or who to tell, as I was young and timid. I feared breaking up a home, so I left the house calmly to my parents’ place.
On getting to Akwa Ibom state, I got admitted into the Department of Computer Science, University of Uyo. While in school, I got into a sexual relationship with a man who, at some point, made known to my parents his intentions to marry me. I was in that “marriage-like” relationship for 4 years, and was learning to be a “wife“. Then it ended because the man suddenly realised that we were incompatible.
I was hurt and so broken at the end of this first relationship that I resorted to getting into other relationships as a means of healing. I tried to avoid sexual friendships going forward, being a ‘church girl, ’ but I would find myself falling into them and getting hurt repeatedly.
I also began to keep ungodly company, dress indecently, attend parties, play evil games, drink alcoholic drinks (and got intoxicated at least once), etc. At this time, I had started getting signs in the form of losses, to be exact, to draw close to God, but I didn’t see them as signs.
In the first instance, the compound I lived in was robbed, I was hit with an axe on the head, and my phone was taken. After about two months, I got another phone, and I wanted to share the good news with my mother as I would often do. But my brother was the one who answered the call, and I received the shocking news of the year — my mum was dead.
Instead of turning to God, I turned to the wrong places for comfort and got drawn deeper into sin as a result. Then I lost the new phone I had gotten to a bus robbery on the way back from sinning in Anambra. So in the space of months, I lost two gadgets (three actually if I include the laptop that was stolen first) and a loved one.
All these experiences, especially the robbery incidents, opened me up to the spirit of fear. With all these losses, I began to think about my life, yet I didn’t exactly know what to do. Around this time, I embarked on serious intermittent fasts and exercises to lose weight, because I used to be quite chubby and felt uncomfortable about it. In the process, I threw in some time to seek God, but mainly for a better life and finances.
I began to tune into a Christian program on YouTube. One time, while I was kneeling and praying, I had my first trance (it was later that I understood it was a trance). I saw myself in the same clothes I was wearing in real life, but I was in a dark place. I turned and looked at the one bulb I saw that was shining, but the bulb went off, leaving the place all dark. Then I felt a heavy bag on one of my shoulders. I struggled to get it off, but I’m not sure it went off. There were also big food flasks all around me, like luggage. It was like I was trapped. Then I came back to reality, and I was really scared because I understood I was in darkness.
After that, I started feeling different. I heard and saw things, and somehow they would come to be in reality. I was confused and scared. These experiences started while I was in a former sin partner’s house, so it made me remember the Psalm of David that says, “Where can I go from your Spirit? Where can I flee from your presence?” God reached out to me, even while I was in the wrong place.
I returned to Uyo, and the experiences continued. I didn’t know what was wrong with me, but there was a burden in my heart. I would cry for days. I could not sleep properly or eat properly. Things I dreamt of or heard sometimes came to pass, or eventually someone will say the same thing I heard while sleeping. I would see scriptures in my dream that would point to a calling when I checked them out on waking. This continued till I lost all happiness, and lost so much weight, much more than I wanted. My body type, accentuated by indecent dressing, was such an idol before, and of course, attracted a lot of nasty people and compliments. But in that season of encounter and unrest, my weight dropped so badly that it looked like I was deadly sick.
Finally, I spoke to my brother, who was already attending meetings in God’s Lighthouse (GLH), and he invited me to come to meetings. Before this, I had some impressions and even had a dream to attend a certain church very close by. What deterred me was that I was in an immoral relationship at that time and had heard the Pastor of that church group preach against immorality. So I stayed away because I didn’t want to lose the relationship.
When my brother gave me directions to GLH, he mentioned this particular church I’ve been avoiding as a pointer to this place. I’d like to believe that I had those impressions as a direction to GLH. I also had a dream the morning I came to GLH. I remember that while waiting in the overflow (as at then there used to be two services), a message was playing where Pastor talked about light in darkness, and I had previously seen some things relating to this in my dream!
At the end of the meeting, I came out after hearing Pastor’s message and gave my life back to God. I was prayed for and given words by the Prophetic Intercessory Team, which brought great light and gave me great understanding of what I was experiencing during that period, which I believe was a call to repentance and improving on my spiritual life and calling. I felt relieved after my visit to GLH that day.
I’m thankful that coming to GLH has given me light, and I no longer live the kind of evil life I lived. I have been delivered from many things, one of which is masturbation. God has given me grace to continue coming since that day, and there has been no turning back, although I had to fight to stay.
I really thank God for planting me in a church family where you find a lot of good, the truth is taught, even scary truths are passed on with a mixture of laughter but yet with strong conviction and hope of the possibility of attaining sonship with Christ, for God’s love, for preserving my life and body even when I was experiencing losses, for helping me see light, for helping me stay in His light, and helping me grow and chase after Him with a family like this, for GLH, for Pastor and his wife, for the leaders and their humility, and for my shepherd and sub shepherd. I am very grateful to God.
© GAM 2025
