Hi Davids.

I have four testimonies—one for Monday, one for Tuesday, and one for Wednesday, one for Thursday. I’ll start with Monday.

To give a little background, I finished my internship requirements and had my induction in April. Even before the induction, we had already applied for internship at an hospital. Although we hadn’t been inducted yet, we decided to try. We even asked our dean and the school management to write letters permitting us to sit for the interview and exams.

With my innocent mind, I believed everything would be based purely on merit—that nobody would need to know anybody. But after the induction, I began to hear otherwise. People kept saying, “If you don’t know someone…”

I remembered my mum had earlier told me to go and speak to someone , but I kept saying, “How? I haven’t even done my induction yet. There’s nothing they can do.”

After the induction, when the first batch, second batch, third batch, and even later batches started coming out, I finally decided to try. I met someone, and she told me, “It’s already late, but don’t worry.”

I also met someone else who happened to know the CMD. He told me he had spoken with him, and according to what he heard, the list had already been finalised. He even said that whether there was going to be a supplementary list or not, my name was there.

I reached out to another person to see if anything could still be done. When I called back for feedback, he told me he wasn’t sure there was anything he could do for regarding that hospital anymore, so he was already trying to help me secure a placement in another hospital.

I kept insisting that I wanted one in IB cos I didn’t want to leave DGC and all…

Eventually, after everything seemed not to be working out, sometime in early July I just surrendered it to God. I told myself, “Maybe God doesn’t want me to go through the stress of that hospital.” I thought perhaps God had another plan for me.

I was still wondering how everything would work out because I really didn’t want to leave Ibadan. I even told my unit members that I had taken my mind off that hospital and was now considering another one instead.

I kept thinking, “I’ll miss DGC. I’ll miss my unit members. I’ll miss my subunit family.” I was already preparing myself mentally for a completely new environment.
On Monday, I submitted my phone before the meeting. I intentionally put it on airplane mode and switched it off completely. But when I got my phone back, I noticed my phone was on, and the data was even on. I was surprised because I knew I had switched everything off.
I picked it up and saw several missed calls. At first, I ignored them, but then I thought, “Why would this person call me repeatedly? Could it be an emergency?” So I returned the call.
Immediately, she said, “Where did you keep your phone? Have you not checked? They’ve released the supplementary list!”
I was confused because I had applied to several hospitals. In fact, just a few days earlier, I had told a friend, a fellow Davids that I had applied to about ten hospitals. He was like, “Is that normal. I was like there’s a period where the hospital do recruit people nau … That there’s a process… He was just like and You believe it’s normal.
So when I heard about the supplementary list, I wasn’t even thinking about the first hospital at first. But she kept insisting that I should check.

Finally, I checked.
And there it was—i was added to the supplementary group!
I was completely shocked. I couldn’t believe it. Humanly speaking, there was no hope anymore. Everyone I had spoken to had already told me to move on. There was nobody I could point to and say, “This person made it happen.”
At that moment, I knew it was God. God waited until every human option had failed so that He alone would receive the glory.

Now to the Tuesday’s Testimony. Say poorr
My second testimony is about something I’ve been praying for over a long period of time.
One of my consistent prayers has been, “Lord, give me a stronger heart.” Naturally, I’m very emotional. The slightest harsh word, correction, or misunderstanding could easily bring me to tears.
There were times when I had just finished praying or interceding for someone, and then I would receive a phone call. If the person spoke harshly or sounded rude, it would affect me so deeply that I would end up crying. Instead of continuing in prayer, I would become emotionally overwhelmed.
So on Tuesday, after I got back, my dad called. The reason he was upset was because my phone had been unavailable, which I told Mum earlier o. I had switched it off earlier, so I missed his calls. When I called him back, he wasn’t pleased, and his tone was quite firm.
Normally, that kind of conversation would have made me cry immediately. It would have affected my mood for the rest of the day.
But this time, something was different.
I didn’t break down. I wasn’t tearful. Instead, I became calm. Almost immediately, I discerned that the enemy was trying to steal my peace and destabilize my emotions.
Rather than reacting emotionally, I stayed quiet. My mood remained stable, and instead of arguing, I simply sent him a text message explaining everything.
Afterwards, I paused and realized something: God had answered my prayer.
I found myself saying, “Wow… I am growing. God is strengthening my heart.”

Wednesday Testimony

My third testimony happened on Wednesday, my first day of internship.

Because I had resumed work that morning, I missed the morning session of the retreat, and I felt really bad about it. When I returned in the afternoon, I saw a crowd gathered at the side entrance. I assumed the ushers were ushering them in
Only for me to get there and I discovered that they would ask each person where they were seated and then direct them accordingly. Immediately, I became discouraged. I almost turned back because I don’t have a seat

Just as I was about to leave, one of the ushers suddenly said, “Please, open the doors. Everyone can come in. There’s no need to confirm your seats.”

I smiled to myself and thought, “Wow!” I walked in, found an empty seat with no difficulty, it was like I knew where I was going and sat down.

After the evening session, we confessed, “God is good, God is great, God loves me.” As I was walking towards Bodija Junction, a thought suddenly dropped into my heart: “that I will get Free ride.”

I actually responded to myself and said, “Free ride? Really?” I assumed it meant someone in a car might offer me a lift, but I quickly dismissed the idea. I even laughed at myself, saying, Me, that I don’t love free things. And also, especially with this current Nigeria situation, you go enter free ride?

When I got to the junction, I unexpectedly found myself stopping motorcycles. Normally, I don’t like taking bikes from the main road—I usually board them inside my street. But that day was different.

I began negotiating with the riders, offering a fare that was far below the normal amount. The first rider refused. The second also refused. Then the third rider simply said, “Enter.”

I was surprised, so I asked if he knew where I was going. He described the landmark correctly, so I got on the bike.

As we entered my street, the road was very rough. I kept thinking, “This man is probably going to complain or get upset because of the bad road.” But he didn’t.

When we arrived, I got down and reached into my bag to pay him. Before I could bring out the money, he smiled and said, “Don’t worry.”

I was confused. I asked, “You mean I shouldn’t pay?”

He smiled again and said, “Yes.”

I even walked a few steps toward my gate because I wondered if he had an ulterior motive. I watched him from a distance, and he simply turned around and rode away.

I stood there amazed.

On my way home, I had jokingly been talking to myself about getting a free ride, never imagining it would actually happen. Yet God answered that simple desire in a way I never expected.

God is indeed fast.

On Thursday afternoon, there was something else that happened that really made me appreciate God’s mercy.
I got a call from one of the other hospitals here in Ibadan too and they asked me to come and collect my offer letter.
I was shocked cos, as at last week, we were told that they have put an hold on their recruitment… Infact one of my colleagues said, they’ve banned it for now sef.
It was such a beautiful and shocking moment.

As I reflected on everything, I remembered the conversation I had with a fellow Davids and how he said, these things aren’t normal.

God really showed me extraordinary mercy. I love this House, I love the Pastorate and I love Mama D.
To God alone be all the glory.