PRAISE Report: “I Prayed For Him To Die” Nigerian Woman Writes As Her Son Turns 18 (A Must Read)

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A Nigerian woman known as Nneka Anyachebelu
took to Facebook to celebrate her only son who
turned 18 yesterday, June 24.  In the post she
talked about her trails and tribulations concerning
her son who suffered from autism. Read the post
below.

“I PRAYED FOR HIM TO DIE. Dont judge me,
wait untill you hear me
out.#Dilemma#Myonlyson#Autism#
nohope#prayernotanswered#
gaveupthefight# He was a healthy
awesome child when I had him but by age 2 we noticed there was something wrong.
There was no eye contact, he could not talk,
didnt understand instructions, and so many
other bad vibes.

That was when my nightmare started. I ran
from pillar to post seeking solution. In
some places they said he was partially deaf
at others they said it was Autism. Up untill
then I never heard the word Autism. The
information I got about it was frightening and I saw those signs clearly in my son.

My life stood still. No school would take him
in as he couldnt settle. Finally and luckily an
Indian lady with a nursery school took him
in, but my heart broke the Day I went to
pick him up from school and asked her
politely how he was doing. Her response was i don’t know what to do with him. Am
just a teacher not a psychiatrist. I cried all
the way home. Thoughts bombarded my
mind. Worst of all there was no answer to
the tormenting thoughts.

An only son, Autism, was it generational? Or
the devil? No answer! Up untill then I was
having a swell time living my life to the
fullest.. But with this dilemma I crawled to
God .I attended every Christian gathering,
crusade, vigils; just name it. I prayed; prayed , cried, fasted , sowed seeds but
nothing happened. The years went by and
it seemingly got worst.
People were begining to notice there was a
problem I couldnt hide it any more. (By the
way, dont try hidding your shame if God doesnt hide it you can’t hide it)
My husband was tired. My mother who was
perpetually encouraging me was tired, I
was tired, exhausted and tired of casting,
binding, fighting and faithing, so I prayed
for Him to die so I could move on with my life.

(I wanted a short cut)

He didn’t die instead he grew. Seeing God
wasn’t ready to take him I went back to
God again in prayer, I repented and
continued from where I stopped .Running
from pillar to post, church to church.
At one church I was told to go on one week dry fast with consistent midnight
prayers. At midnight when I came down to
pray I was usually afraid. One night as I
came down for the prayer routine, I heard a
voice say to me how can you be praying
and afraid. You are afraid because you do not know the God you are praying to.

At that point I packed up and went on a
quest to know this GOD!I stayed alone for
2weeks with only one prayer point. ( God if
you are real let me know you.). I spent
more time within those weeks studying the
Word of God , and through the pages of the Bible I came to know this GOD. After that
2weeks of word immersion I had peace like
I never had since the ordeal started. The
burden for my son to speak or get normal
left me. I was just at peace with God and the
World.
About 3weeks later we travelled to England
on Holiday. We were in a shop on Oxford
street when my son that had never spoken
came to me tapped me and asked me a
question.

His first words to me were where is kamsy?
He was asking for His older sister.
That was how my son started talking. One
thing led to another; he started doing
things he couldnt do and like magic caught
up with his age mates.  It was like Magic! No Miracle.! Today I
celebrate God as He turns 18.
There is nothing we dont talk about now.
From His school work to the Girls that likes
him and the ones He likes, lol.. Sometimes I
even scold him that he talks too much, correcting him that as a gentleman he
shouldnt talk much. How we so quickly
forget…smh…

I cant thank God enough for him. Through
my trial with him, I was reconnected back
to God, I found my purpose in Life, and my
ministry was birthed.(That is another story
for another Day). I encourage you today in
your own trial to fight on. No short cut. God has not disappeared, take your eyes
off your problem (if you can) Seek Him and
He will do the needful plus much more m
still praying… During my prayers today

I PRAYED FOR HIM TO LIVE AND SHOW FORTH
THE GLORY OF GOD

PRAISE Report: "I Prayed For Him To Die" Nigerian Woman Writes As Her Son Turns 18 (A Must Read)

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