Today I’m sharing a story of an incident that I went through with God. At this time I was in Lagos, Nigeria. It was August and college was about to start. I have always had dreams of becoming an architect ever since I was 14. I didn’t want to do anything else in life.
So right from then I started looking up universities in the US that are good for architecture. I found a couple but one school stood out to me, Syracuse University. I saw it as a place where I would fit right in. Plus at the time it was 4th best in the nation. It became my dream school.
Fast forward to 2016 when it was time for me to apply to colleges. I applied to Syracuse university but I was waitlisted. I started to think about whether this was really God’s plan for me or not. I had begged God to get me in but there I was, waitlisted.
I took my mind off Syracuse university although it was heartbreaking. I didn’t even know if I wanted to still do architecture. I almost gave up. A few weeks later I got a call from Syracuse University saying they had a spot for me! I was so excited. It was like a dream come true. I was going to go to Syracuse university. And go on to become an architect.
For the past few years my family had been going through financial difficulties. We were living on my mother’s income which was not enough to sustain a family of five. My elder sister had been out of school because we couldn’t afford to continue paying her tuition. It was so difficult. I worried about whether there would be enough funds for me to go to my dream school. I prayed about it. While I prayed God said to me
‘when it is time for you to go to school, money won’t be a problem’
after hearing this, I relaxed. I worried no more because I knew God would take care of me. The time to start school was slowly approaching yet we had not been brought out of our financial troubles. I was concerned but didn’t think too much about it. I knew He had a plan.
The day to move in to college came. August 25th but there I was still in Nigeria because there was no money to get plane tickets. I was devastated. I didn’t question God. I just kept being hopeful. Classes were to start on the 29th and I was hoping I would be able to get to the US by then.
Unfortunately this was not the case. At this point I was desperate, hopeless, depressed, angry and devastated. I couldn’t believe that I wouldn’t be able to attend my dream school even after receiving admission and everything. I cried. I became depressed. I felt hopeless. In my heart I knew that I only had God to depend on. So I did that exactly.
All the signs were hinting that I wouldn’t be able to start school that year. That I would have to wait a whole year for a course that was already 5 years long. I couldn’t believe that I could possibly have to wait one year. It was hopeless. It looked as if there was no way. No way I could get to school on time. I couldn’t. But I found strength in God. Knowing that I had asked him to do what was best for me.
I don’t know how He did it but right now I’m at school in Syracuse university studying architecture. I’m in my 2nd week. A little late, but I’m doing well. This to me was a miracle. I kept telling myself that God will make a way and that’s exactly what He did.
Please never stop believing. Don’t ever lose hope. God answers prayers. He loves me and He loves you. He only wants what’s best for us. This is my testimony and I want it to give you strength to keep fighting through whatever is weighing you down. Trust in God, its that simple.