Separated Unto Him

It was the 25th of March, 1995 — a date forever etched in my memory.

The day I was elected President of the Scripture Union (SU) at Our Lady of Fatima College, Auchi.

To others, it might have been just another school fellowship election. But to me, it was divine. It wasn’t by popularity or persuasion — it was by separation. That day, heaven chose me for something I never imagined I was ready for.

When my name was announced, I felt my heart tighten. A strange mixture of honor and fear swept through me. I had seen others lead before, but this… this felt different. It felt holy. Like stepping into sacred ground.

That was the day I realized what it truly meant to serve God — to hear Him not just for yourself, but on behalf of others. Suddenly, people began to come to me with their burdens, their confessions, their tears. And somehow, when I prayed for them, I could sense God answering.

At first, I was terrified. I didn’t feel worthy. I was just a young boy still learning what it meant to walk with God. Yet, the more I yielded, the more I saw His power move. During fellowship meetings, as I ministered, people would begin to weep, fall under the power of the Spirit, or worship uncontrollably. Even teachers — the same ones who once supervised us — began attending our weekly gatherings.

Soon, I was invited to other schools to minister. Every time I stood to speak, I could feel heaven backing me up. It was humbling and overwhelming all at once.

That day — March 25, 1995 — I didn’t just become a leader.

I became a servant.

A vessel God could trust.

And from that moment, my journey with Him deepened beyond anything I could ever have planned.