THE BIG ''WHY?'' Pt 1

Standing at my dear mother's graveside, I made up my mind to never ever serve God again till He gives me an answer to the ''BIG WHY?''

My mom in whose grave side I stood,was a very lovely 50 year old woman and it hurt me bad that she died just at the time I had acquired more than enough money to show her the world and wipe all those tears of suffering off her face.

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On March 14, I got a call from my junior brother who just got out of the university, to return to Nigeria as soon as I could because mother was seriously ill. And then 24 hours later, the second call came in and I was told that my mother had passed away. Oh my beloved mother.

During my flight to Nigeria I never stopped thinking of the day mother testified about her healing in church. I could remember  the smile on her face and how excited she was that day. That happened 5 years ago just before I traveled out of the country.

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''So what then went wrong? How come she ended up dying of that same illness? Does God heal and take back His healing whenever He wants? Is there anything as been perfectly healed? For this same illness my close friend took his mother to a witch doctor and she's well and even attended the burial of my mom. It was because we felt that going to the church would guarantee a perfect healing unlike that of the witch doctors who add more problems, that we took our mother to our pastor.  And of a truth, she got healed. But if God is God why did she die of that same illness? WHY?'' ....were the thoughts running through my mind as I stood by her grave side.

After her burial, I went back and never went to church anymore.  I  began to patronize magicians, divinators, witch doctors etc for help whenever I had issues. I didn't even want to hear a thing about God and I never disclosed this to anyone. Suddenly, after about 3 years of patronizing them, I decided to estimate how much I had spent on witch doctors and then, I realized that God was a lot affordable. It also dawned on me that I always spend a lot of money on every visit to any witch doctor and undermining the amount of money I spend, I never get lasting results.

Then one Saturday morning, while eating at one of my favorite restaurants, I saw this graceful lady walking towards my direction with this very bright and beautiful smile. She was so, so pretty with very long hair. In short to me, I'd say she looked glorious. When she finally got to where I was siting,......CLICK HERE FOR PART 2

 

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