I remember June 2006 like yesterday. It was the month I experienced a major shift in the spiritual that heralded the manifestation of miracles in my life that are still coming to pass in the physical. I never in my wildest imagination thought I would venture into the world of publishing or bubble in the cocoon of confidence that the promises of God have lovingly placed me in today. I never even dreamed of being on television. For crying out loud, I was way too conscious of how I pronounced my words and the fact I did not think I had the nerve to arrest an audience with any thing that came out of my over conscious mouth. In all this, one thing I have learnt is that you never know unless you try it. Encouragement from friends and family and a firm stand on the Rock of Ages paved the way for what is currently happening in my life on a daily basis.
On a particular evening in June 2006, someone did something that grieved my spirit. I was so hurt and I knew if I did not seek spiritual relief, my flesh might perform an in spontaneous number on me. I was so disturbed and deeply hurt that I was left with two options; deal with the situation in the flesh, or in the spirit. By the special grace of God I decided to use my knees and not my mouth to achieve the much needed relief.
Early the next morning, I checked myself, my wounded heart, and my Bible into a hotel. I shut out food, water, my cell phone and the world as a whole. For three days and nights, I sought the face of God regarding the crisis at hand. I was amazed at how God met with me. He did not give me the answer to the personal questions I was desperately pounding on the door of heaven for. Instead he showed me that there was a gap in the Christian community. He told me to go and print a Christian publication that reflects the demographics of Heaven. It was supposed to cover all races and ages. Lastly I was to name it MannaEXPRESS (the food he gives his people in print). By the time I was leaving the hotel, my purpose on this earth was engraved on the wall of my amazed mind. I was to publish a Christian newspaper. That was the last result I expected to come home with. I was busy wondering how the Lord expected me to accomplish this task he just dropped on my unsuspecting lap. After all, I did not have the “supposed money” to start this venture, the boldness to talk to men and women of God and the knowledge to publish a newspaper.
My excuses shamelessly evaporated into thin air when our faithful God began opening doors for me a few days after I came out of the fast. Breakthroughs started raining and falling like manna from the sky. Divine helpers began locating me and the rest is sweet history.
Today I stand to testify that we serve a God that never fails! What has the Lord given you that is sitting and accumulating disgusting dust on a shelf of procrastination? Or is your vision trapped in a web of fear of the unknown? Are you like me that initially underestimated the assignment the Lord issued to me? Whatever the case might be, when you finish reading this paper, go and retrieve that vision and make up your mind to run with it.
Vacuum worry and fear from your mind; put on the lens of focus and strive to accomplish that which He has given to you. Remember to birth it with prayer and be warned that you will definitely need to preserve it with prayer.
My vision of being on television came to pass since January this year. When the Lord turned my captivity, I was definitely like them that dreamed. After obeying the Lord and going through sweet and bitter seasons as a Publisher, one good thing has been leading to the other and all I can say is “Thank you Jesus!”