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WHEN GIANTS FALL; WHAT HAPPENED TO OUR PRAYER WARRIOR. Final Episode.🎉🔥✨🎊🎉 "It all started some weeks ago." Bro. Charles started. We were back at the library and I only considered it the grace of God that he decided to talk to me. "I was getting distracted and I knew it. The Holy Spirit flashed warning signals continually, but I kept postponing my meetings with God at the chapel and the amount of time I spent in my quiet time began to decline." "What was distracting you from God?" I asked. "A lot of things. My school work, roommates, church meetings, so many things. Those distractions had always been there, but this time, I wasn't wise in handling them." He paused and shook his head. "I started withdrawing from my prayer partner. I always had a good excuse to shift our prayer days. Then church meetings began to feel long. I would spend hours in the library trying to keep the first class CGPA that I was on, but I began t...

WHEN GIANTS FALL; WHAT HAPPENED TO OUR PRAYER WARRIOR. Penultimate Episode. Maybe it was because I no longer saw him during our fellowship weekly meetings or that he no longer came to the chapel like he used to or that a  new prayer warrior had been appointed for the fellowship, that I realized that something was seriously wrong. The other executives in the fellowship were mute about whatever was happening to Bro Charles and after thinking about it for a while, I figured it was probably the best thing to do. But it didn't stop me from wondering exactly what happened to Bro Charles. Were his grades dropping? Was he sick? Could it be that things were not alright at the home front? What could make a prayer warrior who carried the Presence of God, go almost extinct from the fellowship? Was I worried? Definitely. But I wasn't the only one. After fellowship meetings, I would overhear conversations about Bro Charles and his disappearance, and it always increased the burden...

WHEN GIANTS FALL; WHAT HAPPENED TO OUR PRAYER WARRIOR. Episode 3. He was at the chapel again. I had stalked him there. As he walked towards the altar, I followed behind quietly, inching close enough to hear and see him but not enough for him to detect any movement. He dropped to his knees, bowed his head and folded his arms across his chest. I couldn't see his face, so I stared at his back. "Oh Lord," he began. "Make use of me. Make me the Paul of my generation, Lord. Fill me afresh with your Spirit. Pour your oil on my altar and cause me to burn so hot for you..." As he prayed, I felt the intensity of his prayers. The atmosphere was changing. His words became less pronounced and shifted gears to deep, sorrowful groans. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead and his body shook as if under a burden. "One thing I ask Lord," he prayed in between gnashed teeth. "Make me a walking piece of heaven. Let sinners, people who don't know yo...

WHEN GIANTS FALL; WHAT HAPPENED TO OUR PRAYER WARRIOR. Episode 2 ...Continued from episode 1 ... I was scared. But I was determined to know more about this guy. Who in their right senses could ignore a girl like me and still get away with making me guilty. I had thought I was done with guilt. I killed guilt the moment I stepped on campus. Sure, my conscience was there but, it was as good as dead. I had made sure of that. So how dare this young man bring life to what I already killed? How dare he? He wasn't a fresher. No, he didn't have the look that they all did. He didn't look a sophomore either. So he was either penultimate or in his final year. I couldn't sleep that night. I kept thinking about him. Something extraordinary was at work and I knew but I couldn't place a finger on it. How could someone who didn't notice me leave such an indelible mark on me? I vowed to find him. I didn't have to talk to him. I just wanted to see him ag...

. 8 THINGS THAT ARE KILLING YOU SLOWLY BUT STEADILY If there's anything most people are scared of today, it's death! No matter how tough life gets, we all want to survive. And that's why there's something called "hustling." But do you know that there are silent killers surrounding humans everyday? And you know what's scary? They don't kill immediately. Theirs is a slow, unpainful death that culminates and results in final death. Join me, as I unravel eight killers you may or may not be aware are killing you slowly but steadily. 1. Bad Habits : Habits are things we do regularly and have become a part of us, knowingly or unknowingly. What do you do on a daily basis that you can't seem to separate yourself from and is almost an obsession? If it's bad, (cuz there are lots of bad habits) it could kill you in future. Is smoking your habit? Smokers are liable to die young. Do you drink alcohol like you drink water, your days coul...

WHEN GIANTS FALL; WHAT HAPPENED TO OUR PRAYER WARRIOR. Episode 1 My name is Rukewe. Quiet, calm and brought up in a Church, many people thought I was a saint. I had the smile of an Angel, my mum once said but I remember this scripture that says something about the devil presenting himself as an angel of light. My parents and youth leaders believed I was a born again Christian, zealous for the things of God. Little did they know I was just a green snake hiding in green grass and waiting for the right time to strike. I appeared humble and obeyed whatever I was told but dear friend, a rebel lived inside me and all it was waiting for was the environment to come unleashed. Campus was the right time. Campus was the environment I needed to be who I had always been inside, only this time I didn't have to hide it. So I came to campus and started out like an outright rebel. No one who came in contact with me would ever believe I was born and bred in a good church. I dressed to pleas...

Where Peace Begins.  Kemi threw back her head and cried agonizingly. She had done it again. Her heart constricted in pain as she thought of how hopeless she was. Over and over again, she had tried to put her body under control. To be strong and say no to that force that excited her hormones and pushed her to masturbate. She had failed every single time. She knew it was wrong. There were people who thought masturbation was a normal, okay process for every youth but Kemi knew the truth. She knew masturbation was nothing else but sin. As she stared at her room and her laptop where she had viewed a pornography, she felt wasted. There was this uselessness that came after masturbating. She couldn't explain it but it was there. She felt filthy, dirty and guilty and she knew even if she took her bath ten thousand times, those feelings would never leave. Worse, was the fact that she couldn't run away from it. No matter how much she tried, Kemi found herself in this mess of...