HE IS NEVER BEHIND TIME
Do you still think God doesn’t answer prayer
I have been waiting for the perfect time to share this but last night, I got a heavy nudge in my spirit to do so today.
I hope this story blesses you and gives you reasons to see that your God still answers prayers and he is el roi,
enjoy!!!
While I was preparing to churn in the final copy of my dissertation, I was hoping and praying that my supervisor would give me an audience before the deadline because it had been a really big deal trying to see him.
The deadline was on a Wednesday and on the D-day, I still had not seen him to vet the project work.
He called me on Thursday, (deadline was the previous day), fixed a meeting and got the work. When he returned the document on Friday, I almost began to cry because there were shitloads of corrections which seemed impossible to fix in three days. Even though I am not someone to give up easily, I felt bad but immediately went to the library and started working on the corrections.
N;B The deadline had elapsed. Finally, I was done with it before the close of work on Friday but met the absence of the secretary, I called him and he said he had gone home already.
That meant I had to hold on to the work till Monday.
Monday was the set day for the defence. I came to school and submitted it on Monday. Meanwhile, the list of those who would defend had been pasted already and clearly, I didn’t make the list.
I went back home to sulk and cry. I was still brooding over everything that had happened when I received a call from my supervisor asking me to come to school. Even though my name was not on the list, he wanted to plead on my behalf so the external supervisor would allow me.
There were 20 students in my department and I automatically became the last in line. I waited and when it was my turn, the external supervisor refused to take me and he told me to wait till the following year.
The sub dean and my lecturers rallied round me to console me.
I was totally defeated. It meant I had to wait till the following year.
I refused to give in to defeat and I believed God could sort it out.
Exactly two weeks after this incident, I went to the school very early in the morning on a Saturday when I knew everywhere would be quiet.
I prayed round the faculty seven times praying loudly in the holy ghost, I refused to accept the verdict of waiting till the following year for my defence and the scripture I hinged my request on was when God occasioned the missing of donkeys in order that he might make a SAUL king.
I was praying loudly and I said I don’t care what needs to be overturned in this faculty, I must graduate with my mates.
If mere donkeys can get missing, then documents can get missing.
I prayed with conviction in my heart that God had answered my prayers and I left it believing I had received what I wanted.
Fast Forward to 5 months, it was almost time for graduation and everyone was in high spirits when SUDDENLY, we got the news on our WhatsApp group that our set wasn’t part of the graduands.
My friend sent a message to me and said, Yinka, did you pray for this to happen and I said NO, I only prayed that I graduate with you guys.
exactly seven months after the defence, I got a call from a top official in the faculty, a document that was meant to have been sent to the PG school was mistakenly not sent and so, that’s the reason why my colleagues didn’t graduate.
He asked if I was in town and asked me to come for my defence.
It felt too surreal, I did my defence but my supervisor wasn’t PRESENT FOR IT. When I went to submit my hard copies, my supervisor asked me how the defence went.
I was more like, I practically scored myself.
Hey buddy, this isn’t a coincidence, this is a GOD-INCIDENCE. I had prayed and for seven months, I had nothing to show for my prayers but when the answer came, It wowed me as The LORD went far beyond my expectations
God is never too late’
He comes at the right time
He is never behind time or schedule
HE owns your life
He holds it together in the middle
He works everything for his good pleasure
Just trust the process
