If GOD is DEAD Part 1

Hey  Beautiful people....so I was on video-call with one of my best friends  and I popped out a question, hey Bae, what do you know about God??? And he was taken aback, and I repeated the question knowing full well that he heard me. "How can you be asking me such question",  he said.  Just answer already, I thought to myself. He sighed and exclaimed....God is Merciful!!
Next question....do you think God is dead? The expression on his face was priceless.....thinking about it right now just makes me smile.

Yes, is God dead?
This question is absurd but come to think of it...is there even a God? As a  Christian, I've been taught that I should fear God  and try as much as possible to keep his commandments. Then I was being religious, knowing God existed because of what I've been told., but now having experienced God personally, I can proudly say that  God is real.

I'm not here to quote scriptures or preach but I do have some life testimonies that would prove to you that there is a God and only one God,  I would just share a few;

 Sometime in 2008/2009, I had this  accident. I was on a motorcycle, but my outfit was just not the right outfit. I didn't know this(Oooops!) Before I could say 'Jack Robinson' I was on the floor but the irony of it all was that this dress was hooked to the rear wheel and the rider didn't know this and was still speeding, so I was not just on the floor but was sweeping the road with my skin, my face, my arm...the exposed flesh was burning because of friction. All I was praying for was for God to save my face from calamity...lol(ikr) I could hear people screaming and asking him to stop...so he stopped right in the middle of the road and just then, there was an oncoming bus. The rider ran to the side of the road to protect himself from the bus leaving me on the road(I don't blame him, I would have done the same as well)  I was yet to recover, lying on the road and unaware of the oncoming vehicle and guess what happened next???  This bus ran me over, my legs felt like they were on fire. I jumped up, ran to the nearest car to look through the side mirror just to know if my face was tampered, come to think of it...maybe I hopped because my ankles burned.

You see, God always protects His Children and would always keep them from harm. My face was so clean like nothing had happened, I didn't believe what I was seeing so I started asking everyone, "is my face okay, am I injured on my face?"  I really can't remember the gibberish I was saying and all. When I was 99.99% sure that my face was Perfectly okay, I looked down at my dislocated bruised arm, and I was so quiet, perhaps in shock. The crowd was much, people screaming and trying to beat the rider and all(jungle justice)...it could have been worse but God prevented it....the rest is history.

......to be continued