Guess What? Judith Saw it...

It happened during one of those annual programs where Dunamis Choir, which I was a member of, with other choirs came together to minister at our programs. She was a member of the Unity Campus Choir, who were a constant in our programs.

Asides from UCC, she is also my cousin and a very close friend. Kun gane?

It usually involved a lot of music, drama, poetry or whatever talent you had that could be a blessing to Gods people. You were free to share. It was usually a two-day program, the impact of which lingered long after the program was over. It was usually a very enriching period.

Seasoned speakers were usually invited to speak to the congregation, which was made up of mainly STUDENTS. During these meetings, you would get inspired and encouraged. Even if you came troubled because you were having academic challenges or financial or whatever the issue was, if anything seemed hopeless, during such programs, hope was restored. It was a period we looked forward to.

Of course, it meant to sacrifice as your time would be demanded of you. Less sleep and all…

But we did those things with joy as it was of benefit to us. We knew the gains from it was forever.

My choir was singing when the message came to her.

Judith has been Prophetic or spooky since I met her. You could be talking, then she would just digress to say something that is always relevant to what is going on with you at that moment. It could be a question or a word or something sha. She would say, “God told me.” Huh!

It felt spooky at first until I began to have similar experiences. Being able to know something ahead. Having an answer to a question that is bothering someone and watching their face light up with joy. Saying something casually and someone saying, thank you. 

It has to be God speaking through you. 

Why? 

Because you hit the nail on the head of the thing bothering them. You get the rare privilege of watching their faces light up as a result of your insight. 

I got to understand that God can speak to you through the chatter of children playing. Their conversation just waifs to you while engrossed in deep thoughts and it ends up being the answer to the deep thoughts in your heart.

It might even be a thought in your head.

For example, I remember feeling someone tap me on my shoulder and saying, turn. I did a 180 degrees turn, and the next thing I felt something like a light slap on my feet and in seconds, the room went still. In my sleep, I thought ‘NEPA’ had done their thing, at that time of the night “In this heat” I thought, upset, then I looked out and saw that the exterior of the house was still lit up. It was not a power outage, as I earlier thought.

Mbah (No), it was more.

Looking up my eyes opened wider. The fan was not up there anymore, it had disappeared from the ceiling. 

That was what slapped my feet.

The tap to turn, because my head had been directly under the fan, was nothing but a supernatural encounter.

The fan would have landed on my head, but for the quick warning, even while asleep.

I had to sit up and look at the fan on the ground for a while. I decided to leave it there till morning.

I called my mum first to come and see what happened. She was like, “Jesus! I thank you”. 

At that time of the night, anything could have happened. But a tap and an instruction. If I had delayed a moment, hmm.

Looking back, it was as if my body moved with the instruction.

Someone said a ceiling fan can fall off the ceiling at any time. I agree with you, completely. Just that this was between 2 and 3 AM. I was fast asleep, so my hearing or feeling the tap and instruction to turn was not a natural occurrence.

I am sorry but, no one can convince me otherwise. I lived the experience. I still have goosebumps when I think about that night.

Or was it when I was so tired I slept on one spot, by the edge of the bed, without even turning, only to wake up in the morning and see that a scorpion had climbed up my bed? It was on the edge of the mattress, a few more steps would have landed it in my bed. It could have stung me.

As I opened my eyes, I looked in that direction and there it was, a few scorpion steps to being in my bed. So I lay for a few seconds calculating how to move without triggering a reaction from it.

I rolled away and came down from the opposite end of the bed and went around to where it was. I looked, guess what? It had not moved. So I went closer to get a closer look, ready to also kill it. Guess again?

It was dead. It was dry.

Ha!

There is a hedge of fire around me, was the voice I heard. I was alone in my room. Who spoke?

So I went and called the other people to come and see wonders. 

Was that normal too?

How can a scorpion climb up to the point where it would have been able to sting without much effort me only to die and dry up? 

Spooky yes?

Do you still think that was ordinary?

There are so many more experiences like this. I will get to share them someday.

Anyway…

Some of these experiences contributed to my looking at Judith as normal and not spooky. It’s a gift God has given her.

So while our choir sang, a message dropped in her spirit.

Shortly after that, the speaker for the day called out for anyone with a message to come forth. Lo and behold, Judith came out and said she had a word for Kim.

My eyes opened wide. 

We were roommates at the time. Why not wait to tell me in the room? 

Why did she have to come out now, during the programme? 

Judith why?

While these thoughts were running through my mind, she spoke.

The word?

“Kim is a scribe”.

Short and direct. No long ‘turenci’ (English).

I wondered about that message for a long time. I only read of scribes from the bible. 

Where I wan come dey scribe dey go (where do I want to be scribing) to?

I would often wonder then I will let it drop.

There were times I wondered if she heard right, but today it hit me.

All these writings that I have been dishing out na scribe I dey scribe na, abi be ko (is it not so)?

And she follows my writings ehn.

I don’t even know if she remembers that day but, I never forgot.

Dearest Judith,

Your prophecy was confirmed this morning, 01/07/2021.

I agree that I am a scribe.

All the stories in my head are a confirmation of the word you heard.

They are gradually being told.

They will be told.

Thank you so much.