Come Expecting. Leave Testifying.

“I came to the crusade on crutches after two years of a failed surgery. During the prayer for the sick I felt heat run down my leg. I walked home that night carrying my crutches in my hand.

“I was a drug dealer. I only followed my friend to mock the preacher. That night I gave my life to Christ, poured away my goods, and today I lead the follow-up team in my church.

“The medical outreach gave my mother the first eye test of her life. She received free reading glasses, and she also received Jesus. Both her eyes were opened that day.

“For eleven years there was no child in my home. At the crusade the man of God prayed for couples. Our son is now two years old and his name is Testimony.

“I had planned to end my life that week. Somebody handed me a flyer at the bus stop. I went out of curiosity and heard that God had a plan for me. That flyer saved my life.

“I joined as an usher just to be busy. Three years later I have completed the School of Evangelism and I lead a street outreach team of eighteen people.

“My daughter had convulsions every month. Since the night of prayer at the crusade, she has not had a single episode. The hospital confirmed it.

“I was the campus 'big girl' — parties, everything. The apologetics forum answered questions no one had ever taken seriously with me. I surrendered on the last night.

“As a partner I only give ₦10,000 every month. When I saw the report of 3,100 people saved in Osogbo, I wept. My little seed was part of that.