ALOUD, we would render your praises, Oh LORD,Almighty,Victorious....
Oluwasemiloreee o, mo yo, Oluwasemilore o mi o le pa mora
So I woke up this morning, expectant again... My super expectant forum peeps had spent the week prophesying n calling.
I had this meeting with trade unions that was energy-sapping, been checking my phone, no update from CIC. The battery went flat and I left it in the conference room while we went out to a separate room to strategise. I looked at the other phone with me and saw I had missed my spouse's call. I called back and he said 'Praise the Lord'. I knew without a doubt the much awaited MR had arrived. I jumped up, left the team n strolled (abi na jump sef) about the compound of the hotel. I went on my knees out there thanking this Faithful God. It was not enuff, I put my forehead on the ground in worship. People were asking what happened (couldn't talk)
. For me it is not routine. It is God at work.
I went back into the meeting renewed. As we were discussing, my mind was 'jumping, and leaping, and praising God.
I return all the glory to Him. And to my peeps - Kollins, Abeke, Royal Dee, Macfar, who kept calling / prophesying, the Lord will jealously watch over your dreams.
Joolagabriel, thank you.
To all expectant hearts, may you experience speedy fulfilment of your desires in Jesus name.
My application story is for another day.
Application date: July 4 2014 (after WES had sent in error, my Unilag confirmation request to Aba instead of Lagos)
PER: Oct 30 2014
MR: May 15 2015
Praise ye the name of the Lord! E ba mi ke Halleluyah! Help me say Jesus, Igwe! Help me say Nagode Yesu!
Dieu Merci!