The
following day, December 27th was my younger brother, Obi's birthday. I hoped he would call so I
could wish him a happy birthday. I would have loved to call him but he and his
family were in the States for Christmas.
Kechi
was looking fine that morning. She was definitely aware of our presence and was
moving her legs. She had also started scrunching up her face whenever we came
in to see her. I spoke to her and she calmed down, and I began to minister to
her spirit the love of Jesus.
She
was due to for surgery that afternoon for wound cleaning and dressing. I prayed
that there were no new infections. When
we got back to the hotel, there was the, now usual, accommodation mix up
between ISOS and the hotel regarding my departure date and so we could not get
into the room. I called ISOS and they promised to resolve the problem.
Meanwhile, the hotel reprogrammed my key card and we gained access.
While
we were getting some rest, I got a call from a Mrs. Obi from the South African
embassy in Lagos. She wanted to know where Mike would stay when he came and I
gave her the name and address of the hotel. Mike later called from the embassy
and informed me that he might be leaving for Johannesburg the next day.
Apparently, the Office of the Presidency in South Africa called the South
African Embassy in Lagos and paved the way for a speedy issuance of his visa.
It
turned out to be a day of good calls because soon after, ISOS called me to say
that they had sorted out my accommodation problems and I should not worry about
it. They also wanted to know when my visa was going to expire so that they
would arrange
for its renewal.
By
this time, I was so overwhelmed with God's continuous grace to me that I just
fell on my bed and gave Him praises. One of the songs of praise we had sang
while praying came to me:
“All the glory must be
to The Lord
Only He is worthy of
our praise
No man on earth should
take glory to himself
All the glory must be
to The Lord.”
To be Continued...
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