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The journey to a making

To set the record straight: God is the founder of his ministries. Myself, like many others are administrators appointed by God. This is the brief story of my journey into God’s stewardship. I hope it inspires you.

As a child I grew up with a positive mindset with love for my neighbors as well as myself. Nothing about my childhood was out of the ordinary regarding to how I relate with God. My parents were Christians and as a child visiting the church was just another opportunity to put on one of my best clothing in the absence of a birthday party. Sunday school made no other meaning to me. It was just like pre-school or another version of folks tales as usually told by my grandfather (of blessed memories).

As an adult I became more spiritual, but not religious. I believe in God but not with the attitude to worship him at church every Sundays; even though the last nights of the year 31st of December will I never miss. It would be the joke of the century if anyone tells me that I would become a pastor of the gospel one day. But can the clay tell the maker what to make of him? Until one night in December 1996; I was about experience a mystery that would mark the beginning of a glorious change in my life.


It happened in the city of Kano, Northern Nigeria, during my National Youth Service Corp (NYSC), a Para-military programme, mandatory for every successful graduates of higher institution of learning. There was a power outage while I sat alone in the living room of my apartment. Suddenly, the spirit of God descended and engaged with me in a telepathy. I heard a voice talking with my mind; about issues of God. I remember the last of that voice, which was a question: are you ready to see God? In my carnal imagination, I was thinking about a “ghostlike” figure with eyes of fire, accompanied by flying angels. I concluded no as this would be dead scary.


But within the space of 3 seconds, I fell into what seems like psychical phenomenon –in between awake and asleep. I was half-way conscious but have no control of myself. Then I noticed that I came out of my body into an ascension and suddenly, I found myself in what seems like a cloudy hall with gold plated white pillars. I can describe it like a hall hanging mysteriously within the skies.

As I was trying to figure out where I am, God came down and appeared to me. As he spoke, all I could do was watch and listen in awe. Contrary to my imaginations, God appeared alone. There were no flying angels and I was not afraid. Standing directly before God himself was the most amazing vision of my life. God spoke to me things which were for me.


After that very experience I began to encounter strange things by which I was inspired to publish a book titled The Matrix of God.

In 2005 I traveled to settle in South Africa as an IT professional. I have never in my life had someone I call my pastor or a place I call my church until I met Pastor Austin Oluwamakinde (of blessed memories), The Vine Ministries, South Africa. There I had the first ever opportunity to serve as a kingdom steward (church worker). It was my comfort zone but aspiring into higher commitment within the clergy sphere seems to be too demanding and not interesting for me. Pastor Austin tried to guide me but I was either too stubborn or it was just not my destiny to be groomed by him.


In 2009, while serving as an usher with Pastor Israel Afolayan, Love Assembly Ministry, Pretoria, I experienced the heights of God’s calling. There was a crusade organized by the church where a prophetess was invited. She flew in all the way from Nigeria to round up on the third and last day of the crusade. In the rounding up session, she requested that all administrators, minister and workers of the church be lined horizontally before the altar for special anointing. Then she started from the other end, ministering and laying hands (one after the other) on our heads. Some were shaking, some were falling –just like we see it on TV. She was about to place her hands on me when she suddenly stopped. She withdrew her hand, steeped back a little and looked into my eyes. She then pointed at me and shouted: You! You are the one. You don’t want to do God’s job. You better do God’s job because if you don’t, God will destroy you! Her words haunted me for so long. I have never met with her before and that was the last time I saw her.


The stiff-neck attitude in me is not of a rebellious character. But what are my fear about stepping into greater responsibilities for my God? I have debate this most of my adulthood but felt incapable of doing away with certain things I indulge in, lest I embarrass God with my sinful nature -talking of certain things a pastor must not be caught doing. But I soon made a friend, Pastor Sam Egbunu, who came to visit me –supposedly sent by God. Sam Egbunu is a friend who believed in me at a time it matter to no one whatever I become. With turbulence in my heart, I honestly poured out my fears to him. He said to me: pastors are made by God and not by men. God is not calling those that are qualified but qualifying those he has called.


The troubles around my life –loss of job, mounting bills and debts pressured me to seek spiritual counsel at Winners’ Chapel Int’l, Pretoria. But starting as an ordinary member, I was soon privileged to meet the Resident Pastor, Joseph Ajakaye more than once, for prayers. But in the very meeting that matters, he called for me. As I sat before his table, he looked at me in the eye and said: son, your wife told me about the developments around your life and that is why I called for you.  Cases like this is not new to me. When God is calling you on an assignment and you refuse to obey, he would block every other ways so you can return and focus on that which He has called you to do.


Pastor Joseph Ajakaye’s counsel indeed turned my life around. It was like those were the actual words that I needed to experience a transformation into understanding. I struggle with accepting it, but the effect was overwhelming. One Sunday after church, I went to Monglonia Park, broke down and cried. I confessed before God of my readiness to embark on this journey and here we are today.

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