My father traveled to Kano for eye surgery. On his return, I went to visit him and he told me the trauma he went through and described the pains as having been unbearable, because he had to be injected directly into the eyes in preparation for the surgery. As we talked, he asked me to pass him the mirror he constantly used in looking at his eyes. I looked at my eyes with it first and wondered how anyone would inject such a delicate organ.

I gave him the mirror and then all manner of thoughts began to flood my mind. Thoughts like inheriting the same problem because he is my dad and undergoing the same traumatic experience. When I was leaving, my eyes became watery and by the time I got home, I could no longer control the tears. I wasn’t crying but tears were rolling down on their own accord. I tried to read my Bible and pray but I just couldn’t. At that point I became very afraid. I imagined how it would look for a young single lady like me to go blind.

The next day was Broken Wall Healing School. As I woke up early that morning for my morning devotion, I thanked God for all the people God would heal through Pastor Charles (but somehow, I thanked Him more for the entire eyes that would receive their healing). All through the service until Pastor began ministering, I specifically asked God that Pastor would mention my case and confirm my healing. He called out many cases but didn’t call my case.

When he was about to step down, he mentioned someone with an unusual watery eyes, he commanded the eyes to dry up and be normal in the Name of Jesus. That was for me and I claimed it and received my healing. Immediately my eyes became dry even while my head was still bowed. That was the end of the tears and thoughts. As fast as the thought attracted negative results, God’s Word brought even faster result of healing and restoration. I give God praise.