In 2018, while at school, I noticed some strange twitching in my hands and legs. I did not take it seriously. As time went on, these spams escalated into what the doctors later termed focal seizures. While lying down, my body will usually go into a mode where it will leave me semi-unconscious while it’s twitching, and I’ll have rolling eyes and a rapid heartbeat. One minute, I’m alert, and the other it’s like I am drowning and become unconsciousness.

When I came back home, I told my mom about these jerks happening in my body. I reiterated that I did not know what they were and that I thought it was epilepsy. She quickly countered me telling me that I should speak the Word and not what I had read on the internet. During this time, I was not in a right place spiritually as my faith was unstable. I had a lot of unanswered questions. However, my mum did not know this. After her brief talk with me about why I cannot be having seizures in my body, I quickly put it aside and continued my tasks.

These twitching often continued to spread and ultimately became worse. While in school, I told the matrons about this and they gave food to my thoughts asking me what I thought it was and if it was treatable. This really scared me because I was speaking to professionals. I was given all kinds of medication and continued speaking to my parents on a daily basis. Eventually, one of the nurses recommended I have a brain scan done at home.

Towards the end of 2019, I went for the brain scan as communicated with my parents. While the test was going on, I was asked to relax and stay in a fixed position. For about forty-five minutes, I was entreated to remain still while a large machine with a lot of wires connected to my head did its work. After the test, we were told that the results would be ready the following week. The results later came out negative and I was told I was alright.

Then came our year of Maturity, Momentum and Manifestations. Speaking honestly, I still wasn’t in a good place spiritually, but I came into the year hopeful. After a Keeping By The Holy Ghost prayer meeting in January, my mum talked with a sister in church who was a doctor. She referred us to a paediatrician who was vast in the subject. My mum also informed her about my spiritual dullness and this wonderful aunty encouraged me to see Pastor Sola about the issue.

In due course, my appointment was scheduled with Pastor Sola. I asked a bunch of questions about my faith. He taught me a lot I did not know and shed more light on some things I already knew. After the meeting, I then knew truly where I stood in Christ and was able to take my problems to Him in prayer.

Before I returned to school, my doctor recommended some supplements and vitamins I should add to my meals. I followed these medications judiciously not also forgetting to take my case to the Lord in prayer. I went for regular check-ups until we saw no need to return to the hospital again as it was the same report we kept hearing on every visit.

In school, during a class, the seizures came again and I tried to stay awake while resting my head on the desk but it was a vain attempt. I immediately lost consciousness but my classmates thought I was sleeping. After the class, I told the nurses what had happened and asked if I could speak to my mum. I basically cried on the phone letting her know that the embarrassment was too much and that it was like God was not listening to my prayers. She assured me that God is good at all times and at all times, God is good. She told me to man up, speak the Word, and counter that illness.

I regularly took time out of my day to pray and read a faith confession that Pastor Sola had written for me. As I did this, the seizures became less frequent although they still came up sometimes.

In the course of the pandemic, during an online service, Pastor mentioned fainting spells during her ministration

I immediately took the Word and accepted my healing in faith. That week, while praying, I specifically spoke to the illness and told it that it wasn’t going to take over my body again. I declared that my body was the temple of the living God and that it has no place there. After this proclamation, it tested my faith and attempted to scare me again. This time I countered it and told it that it should leave. I was done entertaining its tricks and “rough play”.

Praise be to God! This is the longest that I have not experienced the spasms and I know for a fact that it’s gone, for there is no space for it to occupy in my body. Faith actually moves mountains. Regardless of the medications and therapy doctors will give you, without your faith it will not work. Thank you Pastor Sola for being there for me when I couldn’t establish my place in Christ. Thank you, Pastor, for being a vessel through whom the Word can be preached. Thank you, Assistant Pastors, for the teachings given to us as teenagers. This is definitely due season, our idios kairos. Hallelujah!