For the newbies, the every Sunday KFB Only God Could Have Done This series, is an inspirational column that lets readers send in their testimonies of how God has been faithful to restore and rekindle hope in others.
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I bless the name of God for making me see the end of 2016.
The narrow escape I had by end of November of the year could only point to the fact that God is mighty and the great Deliverer.
I left the Camp on a personal deal for home. It was not a Service day.
.At Mowe bus top where l stood with other commuters waiting for a vehicle to Berger and beyond
| ....a bus appeared with the Conductor' calling its destination. A lady first rushed to the entrance of the bus, almost ,went in,, then she turned back and got down. Next was a male commuter. He too had stepped inside the bus before he rushed out. My mind was not on them.. I was only thinking of how the money on me would be sufficient to take me back home. I had put my legs in when the last man who suddenly changed his mind asked me to give him way to get down. As he did, I went in. I found out that all the main seats had been occupied, leaving the singular seats by the door sides of the bus. Still my senses were dumb and inactive . I was going to the last seat at the back when I heard one of those sitting at the back uttered some curse's on those that got down. That gingered me up. As I lifted up my face to look at those seated already, I had a kind of rumbling inside me. Their faces were stony and strange.. Some fear gripped me! I was almost sitting down when I decided I was no longer going . That was the battle raiser. 'Let me get down ', I cried out. No way. The driver moved on. The dus conductor was closing in the door. I began struggling with him to let me out, he was adamant. I don't know how to describe the scenario of five minutes. All these were happening around 4pm! The Lord God Who had me in mind that I would see the end of the year, gave me upper hand. I could not tell where the energy came from- me, a woman in my late 40s struggling with a strongman as a bus conductor! The bus had gotten to a distance of about 500meters before I managed to come out.- with some level of force in me and some pushing from the conductor. I thank God I escaped. I thank HIM for making me sensitive in my spirit. Could it have been by force to carry passengers who wanted to change their minds of not going with the bus even before the bus embark on the journey? I was shocked and shivering by the time I became conscious of where l was. Later, I was hearing different stories to confirm my fear. However, glory be to God for the deliverance HALLELUJAH |
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