THE TURNING
POINT
Although I have dreamt all my life, it was not until
September 2016 that I resolved to give better attention to my dreams and use
the lessons of every one of them to guide any step I take, including planning
and execution. That is what I consider, “the greatest turning point in my
life”.
That was perhaps the worse period of my life. I lost my son
during labour on the 14th of that Month. It was the worst experience
in my life. I cried and wailed openly, thinking my world was over. That child
meant the whole world to me. He was conceived on our wedding night which was
also the major encounter I would have with my wife. We had planned to celebrate
big and to have him (Akachukwu was the name I gave him while in the womb) as
reference to the age of our marriage. As a mark of honour for my “Isaac” I took
two Months off work to nurse him to delivery and even canceled my oversea trip
(I won a fellowship as the only from West Africa to travel to Hawaii, Honolulu,
in the US) because it fell on the period of his birth. All that sacrifice and
honour for a son abruptly came to a naught, when baby Akachi came out in state
of comma, unable to open his eyes to see his parents and dozens of relatives
who keenly awaited his arrival as the triumphant entry of a great king. Sad
enough, the doctor and all other medical officers on duty claimed it was a
strange situation, as there was no tangible reason they could lay their hands
as potent enough to snap life out of the baby.
My son was such a “handsome creature” to behold-hefty of
about 5kg weight, stout, ebony hairy skin and well-built face with a pointed
nose. I couldn’t imagine losing such a precious gift, and I asked God, why. I
cried like never before and the ceaseless thinking diminished my skinny flesh,
reducing me to a “walking-skeleton”.
However, after some days and weeks have passed, I tried to
draw strength from floods of advice from sympathizers, to pick the pieces of my
bones together and move on. The summary of all the consolations from people was
that, “baby Akachi had paid the noble price with his life to save his siblings
coming after him”. I held that so tightly and assured myself “never again”. But
it turned out that I was day dreaming as the greater plague was waiting for me
and my innocent wife. That was revealed in what I call, “the turning point
revelation dream”.
THE TURNING POINT REVELATION DREAM
In that dream, I found myself in what appeared like an
ancient village. Located in the middle of a forest, the village had very few
obsolete mud houses with thatch roofs. The houses were separated by grasses. At
the centre of the village, was a very tall palm tree and a mighty snake twisted
itself around the plant but stretching its head to look over the village.
Suddenly few villagers surrounded the palm tree in worship to the snake. I
stood nearby crying profusely. Then a man who appears to the spokesperson of
the deity came to me and telling me, “Have you not cried so much? See, since
the child died, you have not stopped crying. There is no need for you to cry
because it is based on agreement which your wife is aware of. The agreement is
that, in alternating manner, your children would be sacrificed to god. For
instance, while the first child belongs to you, the second comes to the deity,
the third yours, fourth to the deity, and so forth. You see you are crying in
vain”.
Those things he said made me uneasy. So I turned to my wife
to know if what the man said was true. My wife nodded that the man was right.
The man then left me. I cried even louder, asking my wife why she failed to
reveal any of those things to me even before our marriage. I was still crying,
and then I woke.
Panicking and panting like one pursued by a lion, I also woke
my wife to tell her the latest dream. She was too so terrified. Then I told
her, “no! Never again would I bury my child. We are going to devout all to
worship God since we can’t be going to native doctors”. That same day in the
evening, we went to Saint Mathew’s Catholic Parish, Amukoko to attend programme
by the Catholic Charismatic Renewable group in the parish. We planned to at
least meet a brother or sister to tell our problems. We were however
disappointed when they told us we had to wait till Saturday during their programme
known as “Faith Clinic” in the morning.
But on the D-day, before 7 am, we were already at the program
venue. It was a power packed programme for mostly people in trouble. It was a
day to remember. The preacher brother Linus
spoke with so great a power and I told my wife, “Here lays our solution”. After
the programme, my wife and I accosted the man of God to share our worries and
for his counsel. When I had narrated our plight and the dreams to him, he was
marveled and said, “This is more than ordinary dream. It’s a revelation that
God gave you because he loves you and want to save your family from the attacks
of enemies and ancestral curse”.
The brother paused to meditate and after which told us that
he needed to pray over it because he was seeing a strong negative powers
attacking us. I looked at my wife. Her face looked much depressed. But to me,
it was a good day. At least the journey for my total freedom had begun. We left
the church, while expecting a call from bro Linus and the next step for us.
Within the next week, he eventually called me. He said, “I am
directing you to another brother called Cajetan
in Saint Kizito Catholic Parish, Alaba. He is strong man in the Lord
and can handle a case as big as yours”. We agreed to go to the parish with my
wife on Thursday when the Charismatic group there usually holds its version of
“faith clinic”.
On Thursday, we went as agreed and it was a superlative
experience. Brother Cajetan that day preached the gospel as I have never heard.
He preached as if in a trance, telling the story of my life as if I have held a
press conference with him to inform him all about me. “Some parents are very careless. …………
Hearing all those words, I began the weeping again. I
realized I had been spiritually careless not to have taken the right actions to
save my son and marriage. For instance, i recalled that as soon as my wife took
in, I dreamt where a crowd of people from a certain community (not mentioned
for a reason) came to my community, saying the ball they were playing with went
into my house and they had come to collect it. I had also dreamt of seeing my
son in the middle of an expressway with fast moving cars. He was crying on top
of his voice and shouting daddy! Again, I dreamt making fruitless efforts to
rescue my son from a pit he was thrown into. On the other side of the pit where
my son was, I saw people who were long dead. A few weeks to his death, I saw
men in my village digging grave near my house. They started with a standard
grave and latter resized it for a new baby and there I saw the man I had
planned to name the baby after crying bitterly.
So say the least, God in dreams gave me countless revelations about
attacks on my marriage and child, which I dismissed with some shallow prayers. After all people usually say, “once you
wake from a terrible dream, pray to cancel it”. I did exactly those cancelling
after every dream. But i was so disconnected from the realm of the spirit that
I didn’t know that some cases require serious prayers and spiritual warfare that
are better handled by people with greater grace in our Lord Jesus Christ.
Those costly mistakes, brother Cajetan underlined in his sermon which touched me to the
bone marrow. In all of that, I was grateful to God that I was able to recognize
the great spiritual gift that the Almighty God has given me to guide my steps
and help me in planning as I sojourn in this wicked world.
Since that encounter, I have
closely monitored my dreams to great advantage. There is nothing that happens
in my life that I do not know about, because I would have received the
revelation in dream. All the traveling including those outside the country,
failed contracts, opportunities and events I have embarked upon in recent times
were foretold and I prepared for accordingly based on dream revelation.
You too can discover your dream gift, but to
do that, you certainly must do a lot of things differently.
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