I want to share it here, so that most of you would know that God still exist.
In 2013 around September, before my birthday precisely on a Thursday. I had finished serving at Benediction and adoration that Thursday evening (I am a Mass server), so I went home. On arrival, I had my dinner, then sat with Mum at the parlor to have a gist. While on it, I felt dizzy and that was all I could remember.
According to Mum, she not hearing me contribute to the gist again had to come to the couch where I was seated to ask I go inside my room to get sleep but noticed I was dead cold.
She raised an alarm and neighbors came out. All efforts to bring me back proved abortive. My pulses were checked and everything, but I never felt anything. While this was happening, my spirit was out of my body and could see everything that was going on but couldn't say a word nor wake. My mum's tears made me cry too, (Spiritually).
In no distant time, Frs. Ebere and Fr. Ediomo who were my assistant parish priests then, were contacted and I was rushed to the General hospital in Ikot Ekpene, but I was rejected, reason best known to them. With a speed of flash Fr. Ediomo performed the James Bond moves while driving me to Cottage hospital at Ukana.
There I was admitted into the emergency unit. What really made mum feel I gave up the ghost was when I was injected with the syringe and I didn't move or jerk as expected. She cried her life out, while receiving consolations from the priest, family members and neighbors that were present at the hospital.
While all these things happened, I saw them but like I said, I couldn't do anything about it as my spirit was detached from my body.
Mum and my family members never left my side, even mass was said for my intentions at the church. Anthony Ekpemagha never stopped coming to visit me with gifts and foodstuffs. While mum's best friend "Eka Mmegirl" who happens to be a Nurse was always there for me too.
Miraculously after 48hours of been unconscious I finally woke up. The joy on mum's face was everything, she thanked God for bringing me back to life again.
Whatever happened that I was brought back to life, gives me that strong believe, that God has plans for me.
This memory remains evergreen on my mind.