I had always wished to see. Mostly, to see myself but I couldn't cause I was blind. My mom kept telling me how handsome I was and how beautiful God's creation is. Each time she told me these, tears ran down my cheeks. She will always tell me that God was going to heal me; a resounding amen was usually my response.
Every Tuesdays, Thursday and Sundays, my mom usually dresses me up with attires I presumed were fine and then took me to church holding my hand. All of these years, I and my mom prayed one prayer which was ' Lord, please restore my sight'. We believed that God was going to answer someday.
On 16th April, 2002, my mom prepared me as usual for Sunday Worship Service in our church ( Christian Fellowship Evangelical). The moderator announced the worship session and told the singers to take over. The worship leader was a beautiful damsel which I could tell from her 'nightingale-like' voice.
She raised a song titled 'Miracle Worker'. She sang the song deeply and in a melodious manner. Being so thrilled in my spirit, I couldn't help but join in the worship as I sang along with her. Not so long , I was in another realm. I didn't know what was transpiring around me.
Out of the blue, I felt a warm air around me and it seemed as though someone touched me. Immediately, I felt something like a veil being taken off of me and for the first time in my entire life I saw something other than darkness; I saw light. At first, I thought I was daydreaming but I came to the realization that it was real.
I screamed 'I can see'. Everyone's attention was towards me. My mom who sat beside me pointed out her hands and asked how many fingers they were, I replied ten. She shouted in jubilation as the whole church joined in the frenzy. She then told me it was my birthday. So it was a double celebration for me.
Indeed, it was my happiest day ever.
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