I was contesting for the Students Union Presidency that year. As I went around on campus for my campaign that particular day, a lady approached me. She told me her name is Bola, and God sent her to me.
She told me God said I should give her six people who would join her to pray for me each day I’m out on campaign. They were to continue to pray until I got back each day.
I obeyed and selected six friends to pray with her, making a total of seven people. I opened my room for them each day.
They all came together to pray while I campaigned. Daily. They stopped on the eve of the election.
Some encounters can’t be explained. I met a lady who prayed me into a landslide win during my 1997 Students Union campaign and then disappeared. I believe she was an angel sent by God. Share on XI won that election by a landslide. It was my second attempt, but the margin of win was massive. I received more votes than the total of the other five contestants combined.
Yes, that was truly a miracle. But here’s where I’m going.
The day after the election, I went round to appreciate my supporters. I decided to visit Sister Bola to thank her. She told me she lived at a particular house not far from the Post Office at Takie, Ogbomoso.
The house was on the main road around where Bovas Filling Station is located now. I got to that house that afternoon and saw a lady who pointed upstairs when I asked for Sister Bola’s room. It was an old building with a wooden staircase.
As I made to climb the stairs, the lady told me something that still gives me goosebumps till date. Sister Bola came to the house on election day, brought a van and evacuated her belongings. When fellow occupants asked her why she was moving, she said her assignment was over.
Prayer works. Miracles are real. And angels still walk among us. Share on XI went upstairs and saw the room padlocked.
I went back to her department. She had told me she was a student in the Faculty of Agriculture. I double-checked with the lecturers and many students. I described her: dark, a bit chubby, round cheeks, her hair plaited (with rubber).
No one had seen her before. No one existed with that description.
Till date, I have not seen Sister Bola. That happened around 1997. I believe she was an angel sent by God. I believe in the supernatural.
Wonderful my Yellow house Prefect
Good morning Sir.
Could we say, she was a human angel on assignment
I drew my question from the point where she said her assignment was over, and packed her things, which means she must have been ministered to by God to come to that location,
In order to bring God’s purpose on earth by praying
Thank you for sharing this story, sir