Miraculous Coincidence (SWC)

in #jerrybanfield8 years ago (edited)

 I am an architect with my finger tip hinged to all sorts of deigns architecturally speaking if you know what I mean.

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  • My name is Maxie Moses

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Life for me has been sliding on the wet greasy floor of miracles. Though the moments before these miracles are synonymous with feelings which might tend to go sour, the eventualities coincidence with the birth of supernatural event (miracle) would push your ecstasy and takes you and your emotions to cloud nine.

I was in the highway of my growing days, at this point I was still living with my parents as a student of architectural designs in the university, when trouble struck between me and my parents. The eventualities that unfolded got me really off the chain with offense they threw at me. 

Prior to that point, I have gone far in the field of designs 

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and money wasn’t that much of a problem considering the concrete footing of my design skills.

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Though my income at the time wasn’t massive but for a student at my level, it wasn’t passive.

So on that basics I decided to decide to take a decision to go strictly independent, 

I told all parties involved in the rout, that I have looked at the recent happenings and I thought it was time to be my own man. 

And this further means I would not have any form or shade of demand that will be demanding to point that I will need financial facilitation from my parent and all parties involved. How sleek this looked to me at the time. I had grown into independence.

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But everything was cool until I took the decision to live the home of my birth, locking horns with life in its highest definition, still in school as architectural student; jobs were coming with the speed of light. 

Demand surge against a snail speed of supply, meeting the trend of delivery was not friendly as it rubbed off on my studies.

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 How I hate to say failure to cope in both directions of both the job and studies was not far fletched. 

Most funny to all of this was that I was in my final year in the university.

With the recent trend the recent events, failure struck my academics like a thunder storm, this resulted from my lack of study time initiated from my decision against my parent; with my urge towards dependence a staged a bit too pre-mature.

It was oblivious that I have bagged an extra year to put in to make sure I pass all my courses, as a medal I won for the aftermath of my lackadaisical decision.

The sky over my head went from blue to black, I felt sick, sick to the point that I couldn’t eat for days with the recent trend in eventualities birthing a bitter taste to swallow. 

I had to face the eminent reality one more year in school with a large entirety friends and course-mates gone. The range against my parents flared. This time I had learnt from the harsh experience that I had to get up to speed with studies or the trends of the resulting future happenings will get both nasty and messy. 

This left me with a clear cut decision which was to take a break from designs but there was more.

I started feasting on the cash I have piled up over the period of harvest.  It was also around this period of time that I was engaged in the process of writing my thesis

The financial demand grew up so large that it became  outrageous and in less than no time the money pile up had been leaked off little by little until it went to ground level leaving me confused and shell-shocked. 

At this point what I should do was something I had to decide to decide on all by myself. 

Do I go back to designs with the surge I nose dived into it in the past 
and bag another extra year or do I get back to the boy that I used to be: 
one highly dependent on others. 
That for me was not an option at the time. I have outpaced that tide.

So I decided to go into the mix and take things a bit slowly so as to achieve both stakes with a shot. 

I succeeded to round off my thesis by a stroke. But the school authority came up strong with a policy that fees are met to be paid before ones thesis will be attended to and this also comes from a back drop of fees increment attached.

And at this point the process of completion of my thesis has left me hammer broke; funny enough the cloud over my architectural design services was as thick as brass with neither a sign nor a call from all of clients. It was clear that there is trouble in store. How could I have been ever prepared for this? 

Then it became crystal clear to me that been a man in a man’s world is not is not a day job. 

I called all my contacts but there was nothing positive to go to the bank with.

The school authorities have had their dead line date set it was like judgment day for me, Armageddon was well sited, waiting for me next door. One thing I knew was that I could never again go to my parent for funds. 

Stunned with the prospective eventualities prodigal as I was, I had to prove I made the right decision. 

The date was ranging close as I progressively went through the strain of emotional distress and turmoil. I place notebook computer for sale at half the price, but no one came forth with a quest to buy.

It was one the most mundane  things I have encountered in life, at this point I knew that it was up Divinity to lift me from this ditch that I have nosed dived into by own making.

Then I started praying for a miracle hoping God might be hearing me. How I wish to tell you there was a difference but there was not. 

Then I had to disclose this to a friend who was more religious than me and he told me the way out this mess was to get to the path of reconciliation. Though I laughed it off it was probably the most reasonable thing to do. I later conceded to his suggestion and went further to reconcile with my parent who were at the excited and delighted with the development and they decided to save the situation though I didn’t argue, arguably that was not the best option for me.

Going through the scriptures I saw a passage 

“ask and you shall receive, seek and you will find, knock and it shall be opened unto you”. 

I prayed vehemently and then there was sign from sent from God over process of time.

At 7am on the day before deadline date I had just switched on my phone when I got a call from a guy who said he has followed my designs and had been loving up on it, how impressive it was to me. He went further to say that he would have wish to have a meeting with me that in about 30mins from the time, which I agreed without giving it a thought. 

Friend there is a God upstairs who works in mysteriously. I got to meet with him in the biggest grocery store in my city the Port Harcourt Mall. 

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And we both talked and told me about his building development he was about to kick start in my city. 

Men! The project was massive. 

The whole incident was more like a coincidence to me because I had my deadline date tomorrow and today my career and financial life was about to be re-invented.

Watching the trend after our negotiation, he further took me to his site and got me acclimatized with the environment where the development will be erected. 

On our return, it would blow your mind if I told you how much he paid me. This man sent from above, who I have not known from Adam made me a huge payment, at a range rate of about 70% percent of the entire fee. I was stunned to my bones.

After I left him I took a cab straight to school just at the nick of time before the close of the day’s work. I made payment I had my data processed, I had money to throw around to ease the processes. In the end I graduated against the odds. My walk with God was re-invented.. 

Friend If there is a man to pray there is a God to answer. 

When you pray for a miracle, believe God might be hearing you, birthing you a miracle. 

He Heard ME and Gave me a sign I mean: Supernatural intervention. It could only Be God.

 SWC 

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