Bundles of Joy (1)

Bundles of Joy is a series of Gods great works in my life and our lives (my family). It is aimed at revealing to people the prevailing power of Gods Word and His involvement in every details of our lives. God bless you.

I remember desiring to go for an international professional conference in the US from Nigeria even as an undergraduate in 2004; so I applied to the US embassy. Apart from the fact that I had never traveled outside the country with my international passport, I have been refused a British visa on it before. I was so disadvantaged that I didn’t even have any financial statement to take to the embassy. Many people gave me different suggestions on what to do on my passport to make it successful. If I had heeded to those suggestions, I wouldn’t be testifying today.
In addition, with faith, I went to the embassy without a financial statement. I went with just a letter from my father that says that I am his son and that he would sponsor my trip to the US. My father with his over 30 years of traveling experience was certain that I would be refused but he still gave me the application fee so that I won't be discouraged.

That morning of the interview God gave me two scriptures

Isaiah 61:9 All who see them shall acknowledge them, That they are the posterity whom the LORD has blessed (NKJV) and

Haggai 2:8 'The silver is Mine, and the gold is Mine,' says the LORD of hosts (NKJV)

With tears in my eyes praising Him for success, I prepared to leave for the interview. At the interview, all my highlighted weak points were simply overlooked. I was predominantly asked questions that were related to my course of study in school, and eventually to the glory of God, I was asked to come and pick up my visa the following week.

It was like a dream! As I was praising God, it occurred to me that I still had the hurdle of airfare-payment to cross, knowing fully well that my father didn’t mean what he wrote in the letter to the embassy. At this point I started to put in all my effort, writing to individuals and corporate bodies for sponsorship. Some people advised me to go and not to come back (even my father suggested it). The thought of going and not coming didn’t sound logical to me after spending almost five years in school and only having one semester exam to write; to eventually abscond? Never!

God then directed someone to me who suggested that I give a seed of a hundredth of my estimated travel expenses. So I calculated it to be N400,000 and gave a seed of N4,000. Just about a week to the conference date, I received a call from my father that he has discussed it with my Mum and they would raise the money for me to go. It sounded unusually good to be true, and perhaps filled with some sort of suspicious intentions in my own view; so I had to make serious clarifications of their intention. I told them I was going just for the conference and coming back. In fact, they told me it won’t be enough to go for the conference alone, that I should also go for a drop box approach for a British visa since I now have a US visa; to enable me pay a visit to London as well.

Friends it was like a dream, in two weeks I traveled to three different countries in three different continents.

It may not seem a big deal to you because of your status, it was to me back then.

Glory be to God.