Her Story, XLI by @Uber_pweedy

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Hey 🙂

I’m Ibukun and I’m from a family of 5, I have 3 lovely siblings and we have all been healthy and happy for as long as I remember but in 2009 my mom fell terribly ill. It was so bad that we had to go to Egypt for her treatment after several failed attempts to treat her here in Nigeria, there was nothing they didn’t say my mom had!! Fibroid, ulcer, kidney problem.

When we returned from Egypt she was getting better, then, I was in my 200-level, my mother’s case got really bad, she lost so much weight, every time I called her from school she always sounded down. It killed me every time I spoke to her. I prayed, I cried, ’cause I did see the pain she was going through. One time, when we were on break, she came to get me from the airport and I didn’t recognize my mum, she was so dark and lean! :(. I didn’t want her feeling bad, I held back my tears but I was broken, she went to so many prayer houses and was on so many diets, she didn’t eat so many things, she was so uncomfortable.

But God finally revealed the problem through an elderly woman who so loves my mom, she told my mum that there was a group of people who didn’t want her to be successful and happy, who wouldn’t want such a loving woman to be happy? We have been battling with her health since 2009. The pain she felt back then, has reduced a lot but I believe she is on her way to perfect health. I still thank God she’s alive ’cause I don’t know what I would do without my mommy she is still strong enough to carry the four of us on her motherly shoulder, and I know that God that has kept her and has revealed the problem, will keep being with her and restore her to perfect health.

I recently graduated from CU and while I was there I had ups and downs, I was never a first class candidate but I was alright lol! I dropped heavily in my 3rd year, I was distracted by a lot(boys inclusive *sigh), o well! I had my 1st ‘F’ ever and this made my dad say really awful things to me, our relationship has always been shaky and all but dis kinda added ‘pepper to the wound’! I did try my best to avoid another F as the previous one had brought my cgpa to a 3.56 but I had another ‘F’ and my dad said and I quote ‘I will not come for your convocation if you do not make a 2’1‘. I read, I prayed, I did work hard but I still didn’t finish with a 2’1.

Convocation came and my Dad was absent, I was terribly hurt, was sad through out, you guys cannot begin to imagine how sad and embarrassed I was… I mean, who does that?! I couldn’t believe he didn’t come and since then, my heart towards my father has been pretty cold but I have been praying to change, but his actions do not even help, he’s a very vulgar person and things get to me, easily. I want to get along with him, but his recent actions and lots more keep ringing in my head, I have prayed and still praying, that God has mercy on me and change my daddy’s heart and tongue.

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#SuperHuman

I know loads of folks believe their father deserves the “Father of the year” award… but heck! they are definitely deceiving themselves :p because I’ve got a Father I call Super-Human.

You may wonder why, so here’s why:

He’s a fantastic role model, he has taught me and shown me a way of life, i never can depart from. My father is a card-carrying member of the verse proverbs 22:6, in the same light of living by the word, he is a devoted follower of that verse we as young ones never really fancied – Proverbs 13:24, yeah, that one they go ranting when they want to whoop your behind. (sparing the rod and spoiling the child)

My father has brought me up to know my left from my right, through tough love I have been saved from a reckless future.

He is the HEAD of our home, my father is a living example of a True Leader, he does not teach us A and practice B, we all live on his Faith, he has such a large faith I wonder how he does It. His trust in God is unquantifiable.

He is a Good man, we all have heard from here and there of how some other home are like, you know; the cheating husband, the wife beater, the gambler, the drunk…you get my drift. I can beat my chest and confidently say he’s non of that. Just yesterday, my mother confessed to me about him saying and I quote  “Funto, your father is a good man”.

Since I can remember, he has never raised his voice against my mother or even a single finger against her.

He is passionate about what he does… my father is a Chartered Accountant but most importantly a Shepherd(a pastor). You know that verse that says: Out of the abundance of the Heart, the mouth speaketh..? now here is what happened one memorable night when I had to wake my dad from the living room to go sleep in his room, he started talking from his sleep, how he thought I went to Russia to save souls and was pretty much pissed that I hadn’t gone; in the midst of all the laughter that night, I had learned something valuable.

I call him SuperHuman

#SuperHuman

Sometimes, I’m tempted to open up his shirt to see if he’s got the Superman outfit on but truth is: God is his muscle #NoJoke … The simple trick is #FollowGod … that way, you too can become #SuperHuman.