I was born into a Cherubim and Seraphim family on the

13th of February, 1990


(Birthday in a few days).

My mother, the first love of my life brought me up in the way of the Lord, she taught me the Bible, taught me to sing, dance and to do good.

One thing I vaguely remember is at the birth of a baby you were either dedicated as a Cherub or as Seraph.

I was or I’m a Seraph.

I didn’t know the meaning and I’ve not bothered to delve deeper in understanding it (if you can explain, please do).

Well, one thing led to the other and another led to something else and I was separated from my parents. And also from my church foundation. ( C & S).

Now with my grandparents, I started attending Word Power Chapel (I think that’s the name) with my grand mother and younger sister.

One thing led to another and another led to another, we moved to a Redeemed Christian Church of God.

We were there for sometime before I began seeking God for myself.

This was before 2008.

I left Redeemed Christian Church of God to the chagrin and disappointment of my grand mother who felt I was becoming too wayward and had taken to the way of the world, especially since the new church I found for myself, Chrysolyte Foundation allowed us to wear trousers to church.

I wasn’t perturbed.

I faced some tribulations and jumped some obstacles to my finding God but sometimes stubbornness come in handy. And it did.

I remained in church and I was getting fed spiritually.

When Chrysolyte Foundation moved to a location that wasn’t easily accessible for and to me, it left me attending church only on days I could afford the transportation. And at some point, I could count how many times I went to church in a long space of time.

That hunger for home remained.

One day in 2007, a big uncle invited myself, my friend Bose and her siblings to a “new church” he just discovered.

That evening, we got prepared and he came to pick us up and drive us to the said church.

It was at No. 1 Stadium road, Rumuomasi, Port Harcourt.

We got into the The King’s Assembly on that beautiful and auspicious evening and I knew I had found *home*. I decided to remain and make TKA my home church.

It was sometime in July or August 2008 (Around the season I gained admission into the university).

Truthfully speaking, bulk of my journey through transformation actively began around this period.

My sanctification began in earnest by “the washing of water by the word”. I was getting fed spiritually and it was sound. And my growth was evident.

My journey through transformation and the renewal of the mind(one of the most powerful tools any human can have, own and wield) took off in steady strides around this season too.

The process was intentional, gradual, active and shaky. I didn’t become a changed life overnight, some vices still held on to me.


Now, that I understand it better, I can say, I was an active church goer all through those years and like an average Christian, I wanted to wash, clean and tidy up myself first before I accepted Jesus Christ as my Saviour and Lord.

It often proved futile.

On the 24th of August, 2012, (it was a Friday evening, during a JCCF event in school, Chioma Jesus was the guest minister, the worship for me was something deeper than I was keen to and there and then I decided I’d let God guide me through the journey by His power.

I went back to my room, knelt on the bed in my hostel (Hostel H) and prayed.

I asked God into Life, officially.

I acknowledged His Lordship.

I asked him to be my Saviour and Lord.

I repented of my vices.

I pledged a change.

I pledged my allegiance to God.

I asked Him to help me (because He was “ALL” I had.


That day, I officially signed up for active Kingdom service and allegiance.

It was more than just a religion for me, it is a way of life and I needed all the training I could get. (Sermons, books, people, preachers, challenges, scriptures etc.)

I began studying about the kingdom of God.

I was taken through the path of understanding love in the sense of what it meant in the Kingdom of God and it is soooo deep and interesting.

I knew Christianity was way deeper than what I saw a lot of us practising, so I decided I was going to seek “God’s will for Christianity”.

It has been at the topmost priority and desire in my journey with God.

So, I opted to become very intentional with my Christian journey, Romans 12:1-2, Galatians 5:22 – 23 became my Scripture of preferred reference.

It guides and checkmates my actions, words and lifestyle.

Today, I am reminded that my journey is personal.

I am reminded that it is a journey.

I am reminded the journey is a marathon, not a sprint.

I am reminded that my relationship with Yahweh and the Holy Spirit is the most important relationship I’d ever have.

I am reminded that God has been ever present in my life.

I am reminded that the God I serve is the one who created the universe and He has a Will.

I am reminded that His Will and Agenda involves my contribution.

Today and everyday of the rest of my life, I pledge my unflinching allegiance to God’s Kingdom Agenda.

I want to see God’s Kingdom come and His will established upon the face of the earth.

Dear Christian, what’s your Christianity about?

What do you want? Why are you a Christian?