ON the 13th of June 2024, I got a text from my daughter wishing me a Happy Birthday. She missed it for the 23rd. The devil planned to make that day my last day on earth, but God said no. On my way home after work, I met a terrible hold-up with trailers lined up to about 2 kilometers, but I was able to navigate and got myself free from the hold-up. At the point where I wanted to take off, beheld a trailer in front of my lane, face to face to crush me to death but God came forth and diverted the trailer to hit my car sideways. Later, I got to know that the brake failed, and the driver decided to switch to the opposite lane shouting ba braki, ba braki. The scene of the accident was telling. I want to thank God for the opportunity to live again. His name be praised, glorified, honored, and magnified forever and ever. Amen.
Foster Okwu