At age 21, I had aborted seven times – lady narrates her life
Seven terrible times, I nearly died in the seventh attempt. By the time I was 36 years, I lost count. Abortion was like pressing pimple from my face.
It all started when I lost my virginity at 15, it was incest: a cousin drugged and savaged my hymen.
That was the early trauma of my life. I was lonely, broken and battered.Yet, I had no mother or father.
The sad story was that I was also a product of rape. I never knew who donated the sperm to my poor late mother, I didn’t know my father, my upbringing was horrible. My mother died during labour.
Just after I was deflowered, my urge for sex became voracious. By 17 it had gone so bad that I had to do it every day, if there was no man ready, I would masturbate countless times, the urge was like fire I must quench.
I was very smart when having intercourse, but in S.S 2, I got pregnant. That time, I was still living with my uncle. I didn’t know who was responsible because I used to have sex almost daily. I became sacred, if my uncle should find out, he would kill me. He was cruel to me before and I was living like a slave in his house. His first child, my cousin, was the one who raped me and broke my hymen. He drugged me and deflowered me.
I eventually ran out of the house in shame and confusion.
I ran to Lagos frustrated and confused, I didn’t know where to go. I remember my first night in Lagos, I was roaming around the street looking for where to sleep. There was no where to stay, I kept roaming with my little bag. It was during harmattan and I was shivering in cold.
Then I saw a group of ladies afar in skimpy skirts and breast-revealing gowns. I was sacred to move close. One of them, Simbi, moved close to me, it was like she knew my dilemma, she welcomed and took me to her home. She lived in a ghetto and as we got there, there was smoke and drinking everywhere though it was late at night.
I finally confirmed that she was a fill time prostitute. She took me to her only room. It was a single room with two mattresses on the floor. There was an offensive odour that greeted me as she opened the door.
She accommodated me without many questions. I was sacred but I had no option. She helped me to abort the three-month pregnancy. She knew what to do exactly. From that time, I did abortion countless times. Though Simbi removed her womb, I was scared to do so.
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My sexual desire eventually met satisfaction in prostitution, at least, I could satisfy my urge and get paid. I also went into smoking and drinking, gradually my life turned to a total mess. I bleached my skin to keep my attraction and I drugged daily to have energy in bed for as many as were ready for paid sex.
I had no family, you couldn’t trace me to anyone except Simbia, my boss in ‘Ashewo’. All through this time, many came to preach, but I hated them. I didn’t want to hear anything about God.
I had so many questions unanswered and I hated God. Why did He create me for suffering? He should not have created me.
My mother suffered and died. My mother, as I was told, was raped at 18 and died at my delivery. Since I was a mistake, I decided to live a life of a mistake too before I die. And if God was real, I wanted to see. I wanted to see why He left me for suffering
While I was in the ghetto, several guys took a risk and came to preach to me, I accused them that they were rapists, they were beaten to stupor by hoodlums.
I had a reserved hatred for the male gender. I saw my cousin who deflowered me in every young guy and when I saw any married man, all I saw was my cruel uncle. Since I didn’t even know my own father, I just hated all men.
“I don’t need a man, except to satisfy me in bed and make money.”
Even ladies, I ridiculed those called sisters who came to preach. I have hatred for everybody.
Unfortunately, things started falling apart for me.
Simbi died and I inherited her room. Not long after this, I contracted HIV/AIDs. I thought my life was going to end, so, I promised to spread the virus to as many as possible. I became aggressive in prostitution. Since the world was not nice to me, I decided to make it worse before I die. “Yes, let us spoil everything, the suffering must spread.”
But I couldn’t keep up, the virus made all kinds of diseases surface in my body: I had this headache that made me feel like I would run mad, migraine; I had skin cancer, my lungs were weak because of the excessive weeds and cigarettes I had smoked.
Regrettably, people stopped patronising me. I was shocked, I never knew it would be that soon, but my overused body was squeezing and shrinking daily, I was becoming a skeleton with a worn-out layer of skin. You would think I was 63 at 36.
Ah! Yet I I had no one by me. I thought the end had come. So I waited for death.
I became worse week after week until one chosen day, a young lady came to my stinking room at the ghetto. If it were before, I would chase her, but I was too weak to do that.
Then she started speaking about God’s love.
I laughed with the remaining strength till I was shedding tears — I thought I had offended God beyond forgiveness. Why on earth would God care for such a battered girl like I was?
The Lady said God told her to come to me and I should come to Him. It was all like lies. If God existed and He remembered me, then, it should be for judgment because I hated God and I hated men.
I knew I had countless demons in my body, I heard them telling me what to do. Many times, they told me what to do to get customers. I could have information about my customers by these demons, through this, I made more money, stole their belongings and did what I liked.
But the worse was that, when HIV came, the demons kept telling me God would not forgive me. They said I was going to die if I dare go to church.
Since I knew no one, life was terrible. But this lady, her name, Christiana, kept coming with food. There was something about her, anytime she was with me, I felt happy, I stopped hearing voices in my head. She became my friend and was inviting me to church.
I eventually followed her for a crusade.
The last time I was in church was before I left home. I wouldn’t have followed her but when she first prayed for me, the voices in my head stopped.
Also, I used to see Simbi in my dream, this also stopped, so I felt there could be more if I followed her.
She didn’t know I was HIV positive, though my look was terrific, she told me, God would do more for me.
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Well, I was only waiting for death and I had this fear of facing God after death. So I simply followed her. After all, I thought mine was over and there was nothing left than to die. I was not even sure I would be buried. Who knew me?
At the crusade, as we approached, there were people there already. Decent people, they were looking happy. I envied them as I looked around.
Then an usher said, “Sister you can sit here.” I thought that couldn’t be me. So I stood still. She touched me and said, ” I’m sorry ma, you can sit here.”
What! I felt good, I had no sister except Simbi, my boss. My customers called me only sexy names. To be called a sister by a stranger, that simply gladdened my heart. Besides, I looked terrible, yet she called me sister and offered me a sit.
I watched them sing and dance. I wasn’t familiar with church again and didn’t know their songs.
When the preacher came up, that was the most loving word I ever heard. He was speaking to me, it was about God’s love. Every word hit me. I thought he came to preach to me alone.
He said that Jesus could heal any terminal disease. He said Jesus could give a new beginning!
“Could there be a new beginning for a battered life like mine?” I thought.
My eyes started to drop tears, I felt like someone embraced me with a warm blanket. I was sobbing and my head was bowed. Under my breathe, I muttered, “Jesus, if you can save anyone, please save me.”
That was the last thing I remember saying. It was like something pulled me backwards and I became unconscious.
When I opened my eyes, I was in a room surrounded by about ten people. They were all saying what I couldn’t understand at the same time, praying for me.
I saw a small dead snake on the floor, I was told I vomited it.
This was the beginning of my new life. I was healed of every disease in my body. By that time I was 36, I never thought I would live again. I never knew I still had more years to live on earth.
Career, marriage or family was out my mind. Who would marry a mess like I was?
But God beautify my life quickly and I am happily married today. The most amazing thing was that I have two Kids. Even though I had told you where I am coming from, but words can’t describe how horrible my life was. But see me today, I am happy to serve a loving living God.
I have been preaching the gospel in the ghetto, and I want to spend the rest of my life spreading God’s love. I am eternally grateful to God for His indescribable love.
The overwhelming, never-ending reckless love of God. It chased me down, fought until I was found…I couldn’t earn it and I don’t deserve it.
God’s love is real and I have tasted it. I don’t know how your life is right now that you are reading, but Gods love is like an ocean that will swallow you.
Ever since I accepted Jesus and serving God, He has never reminded me of my sins. Simbi couldn’t taste of this love, if you are alive, you need to receive this love now. Receive a new life in Jesus.
Say this prayer aloud:
“Dear God, I know I’m a sinner but I have realised you love me. I believe Jesus Christ is Your Son. I believe that He died for my sin and that you raised Him from the dead.
I ask for your forgiveness. I want to trust Jesus as my Savior and follow Him as Lord, from this day forward. Guide my life and help me to do your will. I pray this in the name of Jesus. Amen.”
Congratulations if you have just prayed the prayer. Just like I did, you need to join a church too. Don’t be confused about the church, God will guide you. The church will help you to grow and support your new life.
Story titled: GHETTO TO GRACE
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Orthodox Christianity: A Rich Tapestry of History, Faith, and Cultural Intersections – Reno Omokri
This is my daughter, Ebele, at church today. Notice that she is covered from head to toe. What she has on her head is a Netela. What Muslims call a Hijab. This is how Orthodox Christian women have attended religious service for two thousand years. It is an abomination to them for a woman to enter the Temple without covering her hair. And it is supported by the early Christians in 1 Corinthians 11:5.
If you take the pure and undefiled practices of Orthodox Christianity and compare them to the Christendom that came from Europe, you will have little similarities. Orthodox Christianity has more in common with Islam than with European Christendom, whether it be Catholicism, Anglicanism, Methodism or any other isms.
As a matter of fact, Islam as a religion thrived because the Abyssinian Orthodox Christians gave the very first Muslims asylum when the Quraysh of Mecca wanted to kill them. Abyssinia, or Habesha, is the old name for Ethiopia.
It may surprise you that for centuries, Ethiopia or Abyssinia was the dominant world superpower. They militarily protected Israel. You see that in 2 Kings 19:9. Also, the kings of Israel customarily had a spiritual counsellor from Ethiopia. You see that in Jeremiah 38:7. It was the Ethiopian adviser to King Zedekiah, named Ebed Melech (an Ethiopian name used till today) that saved Jeremiah from death.
Prophet Muhammad’s (SAW) nurse and nanny, Umm Ayman, was an Ethiopian. She was present on the day the prophet of Islam was born and on the day he died. She was one of the first converts to Islam.
Ruqayyah, the daughter of prophet Muhammad (SAW), lived in Ethiopia for ten years with her husband, Uthman, the third Caliph of Islam.
Some ask me why I use the honorific when referring to the prophet of Islam. To me, that question is moot. I am not a Muslim. However, it is not a sin in the sight of God or man to wish good for anybody, living or dead. As long as Muslims honour my faith, I will honour theirs. And we can agree to disagree without being disagreeable with each other.
My guide is Romans 12:18:
“As far as it depends on you, live at peace with everyone.”
Men and women enter an Orthodox Church from different entrances and do not mingle within the building. They sit in separate places. And they do not set aside Sundays for worship services. Every day is a service day.
Before you argue, they have the world’s oldest complete and illustrated New Testament. If you take your King James Version or any other European version and look at the footnotes, when they have interpretation issues, they will resolve it by saying, ‘The Ethiopic Scriptures say…’ The oldest complete and illustrated Christian Scriptures on Earth are the Garima Gospels. Look it up. If this is false, I vow to pay the first person to disprove me $10,000.
There were likely books older than the Garima Gospels, but the Italians destroyed probably a million books and killed over ten thousand Orthodox priests when they invaded Ethiopia in 1935. So, we may never know.
Orthodox Christianity frowns on prosperity teachings and instead teaches contentment. If you want to use money to win an Orthodox Christian girl, you are wasting your time. They do not place the same value on materialistic things as you do. But if you are prepared to follow their faith genuinely, they can marry you, even if you are a pauper.
Their faith guides them in everything. How, when, and what to eat. How, when and where to do even quotidian things such as going to the toilet. They may not fight you for economic reasons, but they are willing to fight and die for religion. Their faith is the foundation and zenith of their lives. All other things are downhill.
And whereas Christendom came from Europe to Africa, Orthodox Christianity started from Ethiopia and Armenia and spread to Europe. A Russian and Greek Orthodox person is actually closer to Ethiopia than to their fellow Europeans. That is why Ethiopia is the only African country never to be colonised. Because when Christendom Europe invaded them, Orthodox Europe supported them with weapons, money and soldiers.
Reno Omokri
Gospeller. Deep Thinker. #TableShaker. Ruffler of the Feathers of Obidents. #1 Bestselling author of Facts Versus Fiction: The True Story of the Jonathan Years. Hodophile. Hollywood Magazine Humanitarian of the Year, 2019. Business Insider Influencer of the Year 2022.
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Malawi:Security Guard Who Rised To Become A Multi-Million Entrepreneur Shares His Journey To Prosperity
Nothing speaks more than the entrepreneurship fire that burned in the man who referred to himself as a former charcoal burner than the size of the business empire he has put up.
Japheth who began his business life a humble man selling and distributing charcoal has accumulated wealth that runs into millions.
A few years back, Mr. Japheth was employed at the Provincial Government as a security guard and he worked extremely hard to purchase a piece of land.He planted trees and prepared for a happy afterlife.
Mr. Japheth’s moment came to a halt after he later learned that he had been retrenched from his security job after his workmates learned of his success plan.
“I had no home to run to and no job to help me meet basic needs. the savings I had set aside quickly diminished.” Mr.Japheth said.
Several years of self-denial and untold suffering, he said that he was faced with the realities of life but said he sobered up and dusted himself once again and moved forward.
“I had friends. I went back to them and told them what I was going through. They referred me to a Zambian based miracle-man by the name Dr. Mawanda Shafiq.” he said.
After weeks of consultations with Mawanda Shafiq, he said his sober thinking was restored and started a charcoal business which has seen him propel into a millionaire.
Mr. Japheth who has ventured into real estate business and is also in the transport sector. He said he had managed to do what most highly paid employees only dream about.
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Beware:”After I Lost My Job, All My Friends And Associates Abandoned Me!I Had No Body To Talk To.”Ex Public Servant
A lady identified as Irene,a resident of Kasama, Zambia shared her emotional story on the woes she went through just after she lost her job at the provincial government. She said that since then,she had been living her own life since the close friends she knew had abandoned her just after they heard of the news that she no longer had a job.Irene,aged 33 years old and a single mother of one, says surviving during that particular time was really some difficult task as she had no stable source of income.
“Friends whom i used to laugh with and shared happy moments together were no-where to be seen soon as I lost my job. I was also shocked to find out that relatives who had been so much in touch with me as I had my job had sidelined me at this particular time,” she said. She said she would really struggle to ensure her son never lacked something to eat. People she knew had changed contacts and now she felt she was just living her own life but that did not mean the end of everything and losing hope as she still had to struggle to make ends meet.
She said all these struggles were meant to show her who her loyal friends were. She had even made the mind of going back to live with his parents as life was extremely tough.However,while passing time on her phone,she came through a viral article of a testimonial of a helped client who had shared how she struggled after she got sacked and by seeking help of the reknowned miracle Sangoma,Dr Mawanda Shafiq who was famous for forging ways for people who seemed to have lost hope,that wasn’t the end of her story.
With the newfound hope,Irene visited Dr Mawanda Shafiq for his help.After narrating her predicament to Dr Mawanda Shafiq,she was offered successful jobs spells that would change her long time despair of life without a job. She was guaranteed that her testimonial would’nt reveal her real names and identity on news websites and feeds as she had feared had previously feared. After a week, the lady,by herself took her story to social media and shared how this man’s spell casting skills were a success to her life as she had got a nice job after struggling without a job for quite a long time.
Dr Mawanda Shafiq, for instance, say one of their greatest attribute is distance healing.He will work together with you, but detachment sis the key to success during this healing process. You must be in quiet place and detach yourself from everything around you. This is very important because your body must connect with the healing elements.
He heals pressure, diabetes ulcers, gonorrhea, syphilis, TB, manhood weakness among other things. The doctor also solves life challenges such as love issues, family problems, hardships in business, increases your luck, which is winning lottery games and court cases, promotion at work and clears away devilish spirits and dreams.
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