I was posted to Lagos State for my youth service. I was so happy
when the posting came, for one singular reason that it would give
me a better opportunity to secure a good job after my service,
being Lagos State, but my uncle was not happy when he heard. He
thought that I had influenced the posting. In fact, when I got to his
place on the day that we were given our call-up letter, one of his
wives was asking me where I would be staying and I was quick to
tell her that God would provide.
I was posted to Lagos State Broadcasting (after the one month
camping) for my primary assignment. I did not know that I was
prophesying, when I was telling my uncle's wife that God would
provide. The husband then asked me to let him know when I get an
apartment. I spent the following week scouting for an apartment
without luck.
On this particular Monday, being the day I was going to report to
my place of primary assignment for the first time, I decided to go
with my entire luggage out of reflex probably because of my
previous encounter with my uncle and the wife. On getting to the
Radio section of the Lagos State Broadcasting Corporation, and as
God would have it (the LORD: “For my thoughts are not your
thoughts, neither are your ways my ways” - Isa 55:8), I was told
that they only had a place for me at their transmitting station in