Precious Eyo
@preciouseyo450605
10 months ago
Saturday's Are For Remembrance
I can never forget my first "3 days dry fasting marathon" e remain small make I faint,
Ahhhhh
I was just 12years old then.
Mum had informed I and my sister that week, that we should prepare for a weekend marathon fast, that was to start on Friday and end on Sunday.
When I had it, my heart do BOOM
Ahhhh me that "6 to 6" dey hard
Na e wan run 3 days without food and water
OLORUN.
Truthfully, e do me like film.
I had to reconfirm to be sure.
From that moment till the Friday
My heart been wan run commot for my chest
Who Dey Breath.
For my mind,
"This my mother wan Kee me
How 12 years pikin go undergo this kind thing".
But they no born me well make I argue.
The most dreaded day came,
The previous night being Thursday, I had loaded myself with enough food, with the mindset it was gonna take me through 3 days of foodlessness.
My brothers and sisters in the Lord
I saw shege that Friday evening
it felt like my soul was about to leave my body.
Right there in the vigil, while others where rolling on the floor in deep prayers, I was rolling on the floor in "hunger tears".
The hunger took me to Urue-Offong Oroko Local government in Akwa-ibom state, and unsuccessfully brought me back to Kaduna, unsuccessfully because I saw shege-banza.
People eat in their dream ba, I was eating in my subconscious mind.
I began to recall all the food I was ever begged to eat and I did shakara for.
"Shakara Don End O".
Right before my before my life flashed in front of me.
Paraventure you saw me that day, you would think I was experiencing a touch from the Holy Spirit,
It was quite the opposite I was at war with my stomach. Even sleep I no see sleep.
Worst part it was a vigil from 6pm to 6am, is God not good. Mum has always been a "fasting pro-max", but what did I know, if not gross hunger.
My dear
The conclusion of the matter is
I'm Alive
The fasting no Kee me
I dey kampe.
But sincerely I didn't think I could survive.
This year I had willing done two of such fasting and I didn't feel stressed or worn out, I was even going to work those periods.
It got to a point, mum was like NOOOO.
One of such moment, people were breaking their marathon fast in church with a cup of bread and tea, I told mum I was extending mine by two days, she was surprised and extremely happy (the joy on her face was unfathomable)
My mom is my hero.
She's is one of the reasons I can't afford to give up in this life, she must eat the fruit of her great labour.
She started training me to fast from a very early age, before my nursery class. I remember vividly she will give the school nanny and my class teacher my launch box and tell them the specific Time to give it to me.
Mothers are irreplaceable diamonds
Know this and know peace.💃💃💃💃.
Merry Christmas💃💃💃.
