My mom and I went to Akwete and Umahbai today. These are the villages where I was born and I was raised up. We went to pick a woman at The Sacred Church of Cherubim and Seraphim. She wanted the high prophet in Aba to pray for I.
After picking the woman in Akwete our journey continued. There we went to meet Mr. N’Dena. He’s a far relative of the family George, my mom’s family. So in a kinda way we’re related. N’Dena is a respected prophet in Port Harcourt and whole southern states. Everybody knows whom you’re talking about when you mention his name. When I met him I saw he was a blind man, who couldn’t hear that much anymore. He’s aged and has a strong and powerful aura surrounding him.
My mom greeted him and after some explanation he knew who she was. A big smile appeared on his face and he immediately gave her a prophecy. After this my mom introduced him to I. He took my both hands and read my palms. He told me I was one of him and that I had a very strong spirit. But there was something holding me back. It was as if I was wearing a cap and waiting for some one to remove this cap. He told me that I was destined to be a great prophet. But that I had to find my way to Christ again. I won’t go that deep in telling you all the things he said. But the feeling that came up from I was a indescribable one. Everything he described bout I as a person was true. And what he said I agreed. It was as if he knew me for years and vice versa. My mom told him nothing bout I (we came there together) and I kept silent during the whole conversation.
He told me that he would pray for me, but that it would take 3 days. And I’d had to stay at his place in Aba, without leaving to anywhere. Because of my tight schedule I wanted to come back tomorrow. I had a interview this evening for I music. He agreed and told me to come back early in the morning. He told me that if he was done with I Sunday morning. I would feel like I was reborn. Let’s see what this holy journey will bring I……
After seeing N’Dena I went to radio station Riddim FM. It was reggae night and we came in to late, because of Port Harcourt’s terrible traffic. We had a terrible go slow. So we came in the show for the last 15 minutes. I quickly introduced myself to the listeners and promised them accapela at the end of the show. So said so done. Everybody went nuts when they heard I singing live. They was very surprised and I got the phone number of Dj Sinclair to hook up if I was in town again. A new contact made and people in whole Nigeria been feeling I. Cause my cousins in Port Harcourt, Lagos and even Benin City called I to say they was feeling I. How wonderful right?