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Ever wished for a friend whom you can always confide in, and who never fails to impart peace and strength to you so you can face the issues of life? There’s one friend who does—and He’s none other than our amazing Lord Jesus! As the words of this beloved hymn go: What a friend we have in Jesus All our sins and griefs to bear What a privilege to carry Everything to God in prayer. WHY YOU CAN TELL IT TO JESUS TELLING IT TO HIM IS FAITH HE’S MORE THAN A LISTENING EAR Do you notice how the hymn’s writer calls praying a  privilege?  That’s because Jesus is a  friend  whom you can have heart-to-heart talks with. And you don’t have to speak in perfect sentences or follow some religious formula. As the psalmist David once wrote so beautifully, “Hear me as I pray, O LORD....My heart has heard you say, ‘Come and talk with me.’ And my heart responds, “LORD, I am coming” (Ps. 27:7–8 NLT). I’ve personally experienced the benefits of having such heart-to-heart talks wi

“But the Lord said to Samuel, “Do not look at his appearance or at the height of his stature, because I have refused him. For the Lord does not see as man sees; for man looks at the outward appearance, but the Lord looks at the heart.”” (1Sa 16:7 NKJV) Every time God is looking for a man to use, He does not jump on the first man He sees. He looks first, for something in the man He considers valuable.

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“A certain man had two sons: And the younger of them said to  his  father, Father, give me the portion of goods that falleth  to me . And he divided unto them  his  living. And not many days after the younger son gathered all together, and took his journey into a far country, and there wasted his substance with riotous living.” (Luk 15:11-13 KJV) LORD, fire me up and set me on fire”… Let not grace diminish in my life. Let me not become obsolete, ever before the work is done completely.

After God did not answer my prayers I totally backslided. Sally had three wonderful kids already and had since stopped giving birth. To help me overcome my frustration I started taking alcohol secretly. Alcohol could not suppress my depression anymore and I tried hard drugs. I became a professional adulteress not minding if my husband knew or not. In all these my husband was still faithful to God. He was always praying for me. Whenever I messed up myself, he will clean me up and get me to sleep. If you are looking for a Christian, Omeiza is one. I wanted God to judge me so that I can tell the whole world how unfair he is but his judgement tarried except that I had no womb and I could not conceive. For a long time I didn’t hear from Sally. That didn’t bother me anyway because anytime I hear from her it was one good news or the other. She seemed to be moving from glory to glory while I moved from shame to shame. I saw a post from one of our coursemates on Facebook of a friend who we

I was half conscious and half unconscious. I knew all the time he came on me but I couldn't resist him or say anything. Was this what iya ibeji went through before having her twins? For the two weeks Prophet David took advantage of me. He gave me no breathing space day nor night. He will always sprinkle water on my private part before using me. My phone was taken away all through and switched off.   I was to leave on Thursday, by Wednesday evening I was in full control of myself. 'Where is my phone? I asked lady Stella. 'Your phone will be given to you later tonight.' When she brought my phone I quickly switched it on and I got more than ten SMS. Most of the messages were from my husband. While I was trying to go through the messages my phone rang, 'Lo and behold, it was my husband, I didn't pick as I had to think of a lie to tell him. He called again  and I picked, 'what happened my sweet heart?' He asked anxiously. 'My phone fell inside the th

'I have made up my mind ma, I want to see Prophet David but I have some challenges ma.' 'What are the challenges? Don't worry when we see in church tomorrow we will talk of the challenges. I am happy that you have finally made up your mind.' She was so happy about my decision. My challenges are how to raise N600,000 and how to do all these without my husband knowledge. My husband was suspicious of my new relationship with iya ibeji because I have never told him anything about her nor the topic of our discussions yet we were always together after every of our services. I had to keep my husband waiting most times just to see iya ibeji. My husband could not hold his peace anymore because today's discussion with Iya ibeji was just too long. I knew he will insist on knowing the subject of our discussion today so I started planning out lies before he confronted me. Just like I predicted, my husband insisted I must tell him what I have been discussing w

‘Sir, this is the woman I told you about on phone, she has been married for a year without a child. Please kindly help her like you did for me sir.’ Iya ibeji pleaded with prophet David. ‘Have you told her the terms and conditions?’ ‘No sir, but I know she will cooperate because she needs a child desperately. I will excuse you now with her for further counseling.’ Iya ibeji stood up and was leaving me and prophet David alone in the room. I became afraid as she closed the door behind her. No prayers, no quoting of Bible, nothing religious at all. ‘Madam do you want to carry your baby or not?’ He repeated same question Iya ibeji asked me as we entered the hotel. ‘Yes sir I want to carry my baby,’ I replied with fear all over me. ‘How do you want it, a male or female, twins or triplets?’ I didn’t know the conditions but I quickly said triplets. ‘That’s good madam, give me your hand.’ I stretched out my hands towards him and he looked at my palm like a man reading something on it.

My infection had gone bad at this time, with whitish and creamy fluid coming out of my private. I knew I had no option this time other than to submit myself for treatment. The drugs were intimidating and horrible but I didn't have any other choice than to complete the dose. I took the drugs in pain and bitterness. After two weeks I was asked to go for scanning to know the level of my responsiveness to treatment. The doctor wasn't satisfied with my condition so he placed me on another two weeks heavy treatment. Those times were close to hell for me. One whole month of swallowing pills and heavy antibiotics.  I became jealous of Sally as her pregnancy advanced by the day while I was battling with an infection. Three months later nothing happened, all my attempts to get pregnant never materialized. I became tired of life and wish I could just die. My inability to conceive turned into a nightmare. My husband had grown leaned for too much of sex yet I was not pregnant for once

My husband practically dragged me to the hospital. He made all the complaints to the doctor as I was economical with information about my health so as to avoid any treatment that will jeopardize my chances of conceiving that month. Immediately the doctor asked me to lie on the patient stretcher so he could observe me. He did I quick scan on my abdomen, 'madam you may stand up.' He said after the scan. My eyes were fixed on his lips, anxious to hear his diagnosis. 'Sir, madam is having an infection and that is the cause of the pain, I will place her on medication for two weeks. I will also treat you so you won't pass it to her again through sexual intercourse.  Does it mean I am not pregnant? I asked myself and unknown to me my silent question was loud enough that the doctor heard it. 'No madam, you are not pregnant. Even if you were pregnant I would prefer we take care of this infection first.' At that moment I hated my husband for bringing me to hear t

I came home and met my husband in a happy mood. He had set the dining table ready in anticipation of the good news. It wasn't closing time but he was already home, obviously to hear the news first hand. However, there was no good news to tell my husband. I looked at the joy and excitement in his face and felt very bad at that moment. I started imagining the treatment I would have received from my husband if I could just announce to him that "I am pregnant". Why did God turn my happiness to sadness? It was really heavy for me to inform him that I was not pregnant after all the drama. I handed over the envelope to him and rushed to the bathroom to fix my sanitary pad so as to avoid the flow from staining me.  He took the brown envelope and stared at it for a long time without altering a word. My husband is a man of faith and I know that. After some minutes he joined me in the bedroom where I was sobbing, 'why are you crying my sweet heart?' He asked. 'Why

I was very optimistic and calculative. I saw my period last on the 16th of July, this is 2nd September, I didn't need any test to know I was pregnant with the changes in my body. I started acting drama for my husband. He gradually does everything in the house without complaining, "my dear just sleep and I will do everything for you", that became Omeiza's slogan . But he was bent on taking me to the hospital for a test. After mounting pressure on me? I succumbed just for him to let me be. I took my birth that morning and got to the hospital early just to please my husband and clear his doubt about my condition. I was number four on the queue waiting to be attended to. All the three women ahead of me came out of the laboratory with a smile and a white envelope in their hands. An elder cleaner and a staff of the hospital positioned herself by the entrance to the hospital laboratory who will always smile at women coming out of the maternity laboratory with a congratu

I had to take two weeks break from work to be with Sally for her wedding preparations. We planned and executed every bit of her wedding decisions together. The wedding was okay because Sally's husband worked with an oil company in Porthacourt; and with a fat salary, they could afford everything they wanted for the wedding. He had come for a two-week official assignment in Kano where he met with Sally. I felt for him considering the past life of my friend. Will she be able to give him a child at all? This was my thought all through the wedding. The wedding ended and I took off on Monday morning back to Lokoja.   My wedding was in a month's time, and I needed to put myself together so that I can be strong enough to go through the stress. I was shocked to my bones when Sally told me she won't be coming for my wedding. 'Why won't you attend my wedding after all I went through to make yours a success?' I protested. How can she be absent at my wedding? 

We graduated on the 18th September and it was celebration galore. I went back to Abuja to my parents to await my NYSC posting while Sally decided to stay back in Kano because she was offered a teaching job in one of the best private schools in Kano. It was the custom of the school to seek for the best graduating students in the University to offer a job with tempting pay.  Sally though wasn't the best student in our department but she was one of the best, she was preferred because she is from the north and could speak Hausa very well. She worked with the school for seven months when our posting came. The school owner has solid influence in the University and could influence Sally's posting. Sally was posted to Kano after the school proprietor had pressed his buttons. You can't imagine how much a private school was paying Sally, a semi graduate. We later learnt the school proprietor could spend fortune on his English and Mathematics teachers. When I came to collect my r

I got admission into Bayero University Kano(BUK) to study Mass Communication - a four year course. My departure from Daniel was painful but it was expedient. My first three months in school was like I was in another world without Daniel. My loneliness didn't last for too long before I met Sally. Sally was a very brilliant student, charming and lovely. She was one of the best students in my class. We got attracted to each other because of her humility and simplicity. I have never seen a lady so brilliant and pretty and still humble the way Sally was. The only problem with my friend is that she doesn't know how to say no to proposals from guys. I became her saviour when I came into her life, as I had to help her turn down some casual proposals from some casual guys. Guys were flocking around her because she had what it takes for any man to want to die for her. Before I met her, she had already dated two guys in the same department just barely four months after entering into

Thanks to my mother, Mrs Ladidi who taught me to be a woman of pride and dignity. It will be difficult for many to believe I was still a virgin even after my university education. My mother was that strict woman who must not see you with any man. She made us believed you can never be respected by your husband if he meets your disvirgined. So I did everything in my wisdom and strength to keep my virginity all through my secondary school and university days. There were series of temptations and narrow escapes but it was not easy. Danjuma was my first love, we met while I was in SSS 2. He was a good guy except that he wanted me to prove my love for him by sleeping with him. I had told him from the onset of our relationship that this is everything minus sex and he agreed. We dated for three years, but it was three years of agony and pain. In our three years of dating, he attempted raping me six times but was unsuccessful.  I will never forget the last attempt, he had succeede

Elias was a man subject to like passions as we  are, and he prayed earnestly that it might not rain: and it rained not on the earth by the space of three years and six months. And he prayed again, and the heaven gave rain, and the earth brought forth her fruit. James 5:17-18 There is a kind of prayer that provokes the release of signs and wonders. It is not necessarily long drawn, neither must it be accomplished with shouting. The prayer that avails much is heart-seated. It is this type of prayer that releases tremendous power, which is dynamic in its working. That is how The Amplified Bible translates James 5:16: ...The earnest (heartfelt, continued) prayer of a righteous man makes tremendous power available [dynamic in its working]. It is this type of prayer that triggers off the miraculous. When you pray sometimes, even as the prayer is leaving your lips you know it is nothing but a religious rite, because it is not arriving at God's throne. But when

*The Return Of Sis Rose* After some several hours they were able to revive Bro Solo from the shock. By the following day he was strong and fully restored. Considering the distance to their base, he requested his wife be referred to another teaching hospital closer to their home for easy management and accessibility. He settled all her bills and moved his wife to the nearest teaching hospital to their home. On arrival, the new consultant insisted on repeating all the tests already conducted in the former hospital. They were really kept in suspense as the doctor refused to administer single drugs or injection but paracetamol. As Bro Solo beheld his wife in pain without been given any treatment he became sick of the whole thing. Sis Rose’s mother suggested that she should be moved to a private hospital where she would be attended to properly. Despite his worries and fears, Bro Solo was still managing to muster some faith to pray to God. ‘O Lord take away this reproach,’ he prayed.

*The Return Of Sis Rose* Her issue became complicated when she discovered that she was HIV positive. The cost of kidney transplant for a HIV patient was also a nightmare. All her corporate prostitution could not fetch her enough money for her kidney transplant. She lived in fear and agony daily as her health deteriorated. ‘This is the time to return home like the prodigal son to my husband, earthly father and heavenly father.’ She said to herself. ‘But will my husband accept me back? What would I tell my father? How do I explain my foolishness to my pastor? Would I be able to face my church members again? How do I tell my unit leader in church that I left my husband because of one day sexual denial? How do I explain to people that see me as a good Christian?’ She was lost in thought. Thoughts of suicide filled her mind. ‘The pain and shame will be too heavy a cross for me to carry. What is the use of a woman with damaged kidney living with HIV? Even if the kidney transplant is

*The Return Of Sis Rose* Immediately after Sis Rose left her 1 day old marriage, she traveled to a far place like the prodigal son. She went to live with an old friend from her primary school days in a place where nobody would know her. She quickly changed her phone number and vowed never to contact anybody until after three years. It was a nightmare for Bro Solo all the time she was away. He was married but single. In no time he was nicknamed “A man who married for one day”. Bro Solo tried all his best in search of his wife but all to no avail. The shame and pressure from his in-laws were unbearable as they pestered his life daily to produce their daughter. Some good friends and his pastor stood by him during this trying times as everyone turned on their search lights. Has she committed suicide? Has anything bad happened to her? Is she alive or dead? These and more questions were Bro Solo’s daily thoughts. Sis Rose kept to her promise as she went into the world in search of s

Bro Solo read the note with tears in his eyes. His marriage of one day just disappeared into thin air in a jiffy. ‘Where could she have gone? Why didn’t she give me just a little time to explain myself. Who will help me tell Sis Rose how much I love her? Who will help me tell her she’s more important to me than sex?’ He put a call through to some people, first to her father. Please sir did you hear from my wife? His father-in-law was embarrassed by such a question. ‘How can you ask me such a question when she’s supposed to be with you? I hope nothing bad has happened to my daughter? Isn’t she supposed to be with you?’ He kept mum for a while until his father-in-law asked him again, ‘where is my daughter?’ ‘She is…….’ ‘She is what?’ The man asked with angry voice. ‘Sir we had a little argument and she left the house without my knowledge.’ ‘Oh, is it over that issue? But you promised me you could handle it. You told me you are a Christian and your God can take care of it. I hope you

‘Sis Rose, I didn’t marry you because of sex, I married you because I love you. Love is the basis for our union and not sex. I didn’t tell you all these because I love you with all my heart. Don’t push me to sleep with you if you don’t know the reason why I don’t want to sleep with you. You must have been thinking of many things in your mind like; if I am impotent or over-spiritual. I am not impotent neither am I over-spiritual. I am a complete man and will prove that in no time if you are patient. You could remember the last time we traveled to your place for our wedding introduction and the four hours meeting I had with your parents and the elders in your clan? Did you notice I came out of the meeting moody and unhappy? You remember you asked me what was it we discussed for that long without you in the meeting? You also remember I had a 30 minutes meeting with your dad later that night?’ ‘Yes I remember everything you mentioned’, she replied. What does that have to do with you

'Would I supervise your spiritual life and also supervise your sexual life? Sexuality in marriage does not contaminate spirituality. Bro Solo why have you not touched your wife? I am your pastor and I have been sleeping with my wife for more than 20 years now. Prayer cannot replace sex in marriage. You are now married and licensed to have sex. Making love to your wife is no more a sin.' 'I know it is possible you are a virgin but today virginity is no longer profitable. If you don't know how to do it, I am here to teach you. You can ask me any question on sex. Sis Rose is now yours and by my authority, her parents authority and the authority of heaven you can kiss her, romance her and sleep with her as many times as is convenient for both of you. The way you rush your first meal after a long chain fasting is the same way I expect you to rush your wife. If there's any issue, you can confide in me.' 'Thank you daddy, we shall do the needful as

She came in to the bedroom with her transparent night gown wearing a romantic perfume. Nobody was left at the house after a long day of felicitations and congratulations for the success of their wedding. Who would have thought Sis Rose could get married after several attempts failed at the altar of disappointment and betrayal. Sis Rose had been into 8 relationships that never led to marriage. Getting suitors was never her problem but getting to the aisle was never realistic until she met Bro Solo. Bro Solo was a well-known brother in the choir and the dream husband of every lady as he seemed to be an example of a true Christian. Bro Femi dated her for 18 months and jilted her because she refused him sex before marriage. Bro Ifeanyi left her after a year of relationship when he went for National Youth Service Corps at Enugu where he found Sis Chinyere. Bro Austin never gave any reason for quitting their relationship of 4 months. The history of Sis Rose's relationship journey