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My husband was now bedridden, he can’t carry his body, can’t say what I and my kids could understand, can’t eat by himself, will only use sign language to tell us when he wants to pee or poop for us to bring napkin for him
“My husband started having severe stomach pain and the way he was complaining of it, I knew it was something very serious because my husband prefers to bottle up his pains than to share it.
I don’t know why he is like that, I’ve tried in so many ways to talk him out of it, we’ve fought over it severally but I guess it’s something he cannot change and I understand it’s from the trauma he had from childhood.
We went to hospital and they diagnosed through abdominal scan that he was having a growth in his stomach and the only solution was surgery.
We went home and in two weeks, we got prepared for the surgery. The surgery was done successfully but the doctor and nurses that was part of the surgery were marvelled at the weight and quantity of the substance that was brought out of his stomach.
They told me they would take that stuff for a thorough analysis. They brought the report from the analysis that the substance was as a result of accumulated poison and that it can grow again because it’s a little cancerous.
They asked my husband if he has been defecating blood before the surgery and to my surprise, he said YES! I was shocked because he has never mentioned such to me before.
The doctor asked how long and he said he has been seeing blood in his faeces every single day he uses the toilet since he was 16 years old and he was 50 years as at then. I couldn’t believe it!
My husband has been defecating blood since we got married and I didn’t know? He never told me? I didn’t observe? What if the doctor didn’t find out? What more health condition has he been keeping to himself?
My husband started telling the doctor how his step mom was feeding him with lots of poison when he was a child. He had told me those stories before but I never knew it was affecting him, he didn’t know the blood in his faeces was as a result of that either.
I was mad but I didn’t know if I should be mad at him or myself for not finding out. My husband has been a sweet soul, he has never made me doubt his love for me, never cheated nor stressed me, always looking out for me and our children.
His only problem is that whenever he’s having headache, malaria or any disturbing issue in his body..he will keep hiding it until you find out yourself. He feels he’s strong enough and man enough to take care of his pains.
He’s indeed a strong man and he recovered so fast after the surgery. We were discharged and we had a Thanksgiving service two weeks after we returned.
We went for check up at the hospital a month later and the doctor told us that he needed to start a chemotherapy treatment to make sure that stuff doesn’t grow back and the cancer doesn’t develop more.
The drug he told us was to be used is a foreign drug and we had to order it through a woman the doctor shared her contact with us. He was to have that treatment for eight sessions.
The drug was very expensive, we sold two of our lands to be able to afford it and we commenced the treatment. He took the first, second and third dose and it started reacting in a way we didn’t like.
My husband’s left body part was beginning to feel paralyzed from his face to his legs. We went to the doctor and complained and he told us it’s the effect of the drug but will normalize and recommended massage therapy for him.
I paid a massage therapist and she was coming to our house to give him massage but it kept getting worse. I suggested to my husband for us to stop the treatment but he seemed to trust the doctor’s assurance.
He took the fourth and fifth dose and his left body paralyzed fully. My husband started speaking in a different language all together because his mouth and tongue was also affected.
I started talking to other doctors I knew and they all advised that we stopped the chemotherapy and start giving him both coconut water and a whole lot to stop the effect of that drug.
I did everything people suggested that I should do, I even patronized a native doctor for the first and last time in my life who came and tried but it didn’t work.
My husband was now bedridden, he can’t carry his body, can’t say what I and my kids could understand, can’t eat by himself, will only use sign language to tell us when he wants to pee or poop for us to bring napkin for him.
My very huge and handsome husband continued to depreciate in my eyes to the point when some white substance mixed with blood started coming out of his nose which some people said it was his brain melting.
I and my children kept fasting and praying, we were looking lean that my husband even looked healthier than us. I got a wheelchair for him to be able to take him outside to atleast see the sky.
We kept hoping for a miracle but it didn’t happen. I even paid many men and women of God who came to pray for him but there was no change.
My husband di*ed in my arms on a Saturday night. His demise remains the only prayer I’ve raised to God since my 28years in ministry that he didn’t answer.
98% of our members deserted me and my kids because a mighty tree had fallen. It became obvious that they were there only for the charity works and miracles God was doing through my husband and I.
I questioned God in so many ways, I begged for death but it never came. The only consolation I had was my husband always coming to tell me that he was having absolute peace over there.
He told me to take solace in the fact that God preserved his life from those po*isons that were meant to kill him as a child until he got married, had children that will continue his lineage, impacted so many lives positively, etc
He reminded me one night that even the bible says in the book of Ecclesiastes that good and bad happens to both the righteous and the unrighteous. Same rain and sunshine, same night and day etc.
It’s been 10years and somehow I’m still trusting God, leading God’s church and God has been performing miracles through me. God has blessed me with riches, I and my children never begged for food, he has been my husband in all manner of the word.
As human, I still weep of my husband everyday and I doubt if that can ever change. I have the riches but I prefer to spend on my children and charity than on myself.
Who am I going to wear those beautiful dresses for if I buy them? I no longer wear jewelries except my children force me to, they buy me clothes, handbags etc but it’s still hard for me to have interest in them again.
I guess I’ve lost the good taste of life, I’ll be here doing God’s work with all my strength and resources just as my late husband did until whenever he calls me too!”
In recent weeks, Prophet Jeremiah Omotosho, a notable figure in the Nigerian religious community, has become the center of a heated controversy. This drama unfolds as “Very Dark Man” challenges the authenticity of Prophet Omotosho’s spiritual products, leading to a legal dispute that has caught the attention of many.
Prophet Omotosho is renowned for offering spiritual guidance and selling items claimed to possess miraculous properties, including soap, water, and LED bulbs. These products are marketed as having the power to heal and bring wealth, with prices sometimes exceeding $1500.
The controversy began when “Very Dark Man” questioned the legitimacy of these claims. He demanded proof of the NAFDAC (National Agency for Food and Drug Administration and Control) number associated with the soap and called for transparency about the spiritual materials used. In response, Prophet Omotosho has filed a lawsuit against “Very Dark Man,” alleging defamation and demanding an investigation.
The case has ignited a broader debate about the ethics of monetizing spiritual services. Here are some key concerns of the public:
- Exploitation of Faith: Critics argue that selling spiritual items at such high prices exploits individuals’ faith and desperation. The hefty price tags on these items raise ethical questions about the intentions behind their sale.
- Lack of Transparency: The absence of clear information regarding the ingredients and spiritual efficacy of these products has fueled skepticism. People are demanding more transparency about what exactly is being sold and whether these products genuinely deliver on their promises.
- Reputation of the Church: The scandal surrounding Prophet Omotosho has broader implications for the Christian community. When high-profile religious leaders become embroiled in controversies, it can erode public trust in the church and its leaders.
The ongoing lawsuit highlights the contentious nature of this issue. The outcome of this legal battle could set a precedent for how similar cases are handled in the future and might influence the practices of other religious leaders.
The situation with Prophet Jeremiah Omotosho serves as a crucial reminder of the complex dynamics at play when faith and commerce intersect. As legal proceedings continue, it is essential for both religious leaders and followers to consider the ethical implications of selling spiritual services and to advocate for greater transparency and integrity within the faith community, else the Christian community would be jeopardized by fake prophets and extortion of the general public.
source: https://www.churchpost.name.ng/2024/08/the-controversy-surrounding-prophet.html
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My mom was everything to me. Unfortunately, after we lost my dad, my mom fell into deep depression, and her mental illness has since taken her to another level
My Journey with My Mentally Ill Mother
My mom was everything to me. Unfortunately, after we lost my dad, my mom fell into deep depression, and her mental illness has since taken her to another level. But despite everything, I have never forgotten my mom or the sacrifices she made for me. It’s because of her, and by God’s grace, that I am here today. Every day, I bring her food, clean up her bed, and take care of her, even though it breaks my heart to see her this way.
It hurts deeply when people refer to me as “that daughter of a mad woman.” But I will never deny my mom. Most people who come close to me often distance themselves once they realize that I’m the daughter of a well-known mentally ill woman in the market. They mock me because of my mom’s condition, but I stand firm in my love and respect for her.
Mommy, I love you. You remain my mom, and nothing will ever change that. You gave birth to me, and I’m here to stay by your side. I will always love you, and I promise that I’ll never abandon you, Mama.
Sometimes, I can’t help but envy my friends whose moms are all okay, and I wish everything were fine with you, Mommy. But despite everything, you are still my mother, and my love for you will never fade.
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Look at me now—a child abandoned by her own mother when she was just 7 months old. My story is one of pain, survival, and ultimately, triumph
I was raised by my grandmother, but at age 7, I lost her too. My father took me in, and I was overjoyed at the thought of finally living with him. Little did I know, it was the beginning of a long, dark chapter in my life. My stepmother was cruel, subjecting me to all kinds of maltreatment. There were times I went hungry for days, starved to the point where I would see darkness in broad daylight. Once, in desperation, I ate our dog’s leftover food, only to be caught by the neighbor’s son. His mother later called me over and asked if it was true. Terrified, I begged her not to tell my stepmother, knowing she would punish me severely for not throwing the food away.
That kind woman wept for me and promised to give me food every day in secret. She kept that promise until we moved away. But as if starving me wasn’t enough, my stepmother also resorted to brutal beatings. She would flog me mercilessly until I fainted at times. She would apply pepper to my private parts, eyes, armpits, and neck, tie me up, and abandon me in one of the toilets for hours without food. When I begged for water, she would cruelly tell me to drink my own excrement and urine. I shed tears whenever I remember these things—I was living in hell on earth.
Despite all these horrors, I was bright academically and loved by God and many kind people. I knew that the only way to escape this suffering was through education, so I never joked with my studies. I was determined to succeed, and I did.
So you see, I have every right to be hateful, bitter, jealous, arrogant, sad, negative, and toxic—but I chose not to be. For years, my stepmother has been trying to reach me. But if I’m honest, I don’t know if I’m ready for her. And as for my mother, who chose to leave me—her own daughter, her firstborn—just because she had issues with my father, wherever you are, Momma, I want you to know this: The daughter you abandoned 29 years ago has finally achieved her dreams, even without the love of a father or mother. She is now a great woman in society.
This version emphasizes your strength and resilience while maintaining the emotional depth of your story. It highlights your achievements and the choices you’ve made despite the challenges you faced.
