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I will not be too woke to believe prayer doesn't work. It is a weapon itself. It is a projection from a place of vulnerability and sometimes strength.I was almost rusticated in UNIBEN for something i did not do. Here in lies the dilemma; who will save me now?
A thread....

I stayed in hall 3 for my final year because of the power available through the school generator. I stayed off-campus from 200 level and the bills were astronomical. So the reason I moved to the hostel. One saturday morning i went to the tailors place in the hostel.

He was an old man though. We gist a lot about politics and how life was in the 60s and 70s. That created an atmosphere of "dad-son relationship" at the time. I had a jean to repair. I met a lady there who had so much fabric to work on,so i dropped the jean. Hoping to come back.

Here it all started....the journey that took my peace of mind for a season

. I came back later for my cloth,only to be accosted by the old man. He asked "my pikin,that time wey you come,you see any phone?". Shell-shocked,i asked what was wrong? I asked.

"did you meet a lady when you came the other time?" I answered,yes! He said the lady accused me of taking her phone. Phone!! I screamed. " Epa ,i no see any phone oo". She was seated close to you and i dropped my cloth and left". She went to the school security to make a report.

The porter came to my room to call me. What level are you? he asked. I said 400 level. He took of his cap,shook his head and said " 200 level you no steal phone,300 level you no steal phone,na 400 level you begin pick phone,haaa!!!" Still shocked about what he was talking about.

I was preparing for my 400L 1st semester exam at the time. Well,i followed him to his office. I wrote a statement and the lady wrote hers. I did not know Baba had a different story. (Sorry, tears dripping from my eyes). Well,he attested that what she wrote was the truth.

A small nokia phone with a yellow like screen,was all she accused me of stealing.

. I had two phones sent to me by my uncle,what will i do with your phone? I was telling the lady with tears rolling down my face. She said " i no wan no how you go do am sha,all my foreign nos...

...na him i need". I guess the pot of soup is "done" now. I have a bigger problem. I removed my sims,gave her my two phones,she refused. I was confused,disorientated. My friends all prostrated begging her to take them,she refused. It was the longest days of my misery.

Now,i went back to the oldman who attested to something that wasn't true to ask questions. "Baba no gree ooo". Well, the enemies within are more potent. I can't call home. For 3 days straight i was reporting to the porter's office. He had just one question;"where is the phone?"

How can I bring a phone i did not steal? I couldn't read let alone sleep. It was just barely two weeks to exams now. My friends condole me in my pool of tears,it wasn't enough. I couldn't concentrate on anything. WHO WILL SAVE ME NOW! Then like Hezekiah,i faced the wall.

I was given a week before i will be taken to the school security post at the gate. Let me describe what will happen. You will be stripped and placed in a transparent cage,so that everyone coming into the school will see you. Disgraceful !! Not what every student want.

I had 4 days left to bring the phone i did not steal. I will go to the sport complex to pray."God,you see my hands are clean,i know nothing. It is only you who can save me now". Each day with tears,i reminded God. Then i sat peacefully one evening and wrote this

I wrote it with an heavy heart,from the place of misery. I saw the ants,lizard,birds all free but i am in trouble. God answered !!!

. I had that lady's number who accused me then. I told her to check her bag at home if truly she came with the phone. Sigh!!!

After the prayer one afternoon,i decided to rest. Then a phone call came in. "Am I unto Israel?" I said yes. So sorry,I have found the phone. Which phone!! I jumped out of bed. Inadvertently,she came with the wrong bag to the tailor's place. Sigh!!!!

The joy brought tears...

..to my eyes. Finally,I am free

. So i begged her to come to the Porters place to clear my name from the blacklist. Sigh!!!
She came with her friends,all on their knees begging. I told her to stand up,there is no need

. She kept crying and begging...

I remembered when i was in those shoes too and her responses. Well,God did it ,so i hold no grudge. My friends were maddddd !!!! "Guy,make we scatter this place,they screamed!!". I said there was no need. So surprisingly,the old porter ,removed his cap,told me to kneel.....

Then he started praying for me. By the end of the prayer,the entire Hall 3 boys were behind screaming ,Amen!!!

. This was barely a week to exam,"i never read oooo". A circular was pasted on the info wall. Exams have been postponed by another 2 weeks

.

You think people dont know you? I became popular in school. The 400L student that was wrongly accused of stealing a phone. See,the little jokes,the hi,the bros how far,the wetin dey sup,hope you are aii? All matter. Sometimes on my way to class,some guys or ladies will stop me..

"Bros,how far the phone stuff?" Dem don see am? Some will give a hug,some will shed tears,some will kneel on the road with their hands raised to heaven. It was the best i could ask for. God answers prayers,he listens.
Fred

my guy ,was my companion then- No greater love

I just want to share my story. How he did it,i didn't know. All I know is that he did it.

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