I Remember one day the Bishop visited me in Mushin where I was living then, you know I was living in one boys quarter in Mushin, and when he was leaving I had to really cry to God for his Journey, because the Volkswagen that brought him didn’t look like one that would get to Ibadan, and he was going to Kaduna.
Only Yesterday, My Son and I were talking on the phone about the difficulty of movement by road, due to traffic. And We said the situation now required that at least we have an helicopter that can move us around, to and from wherever we want to go easily. So I said, “it’s something worth praying about.” My Son said “Daddy it’s not praying about, IT’S ACTION!”
From the the days of crying for a Volkswagen to work properly to the days of Chatting about Private Jets, it was a journey and process, do not despise the days of your little beginning!
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