I am a British citizen and I know by right my daughter is entitled also to hold a British passport. Some 13 years ago, when my daughter was 3+, we visited the UK for a month and decided to put in an application for her to get it. While our stay was about to end in a few days, and we needed my daughter’s Nigerian passport for her return which was part of the documents submitted for the application, we placed a call through and we were told we could come pick up her Nigerian passport for her return while they work with our other documents. We got it and we returned it. Months passed and there was no news. British passport wasn’t released, and our supporting documents were not returned. We began to exchange emails, and after almost a year, we were told our documents couldn’t be traced, it was lost, and the application closed. We were pained and began the process of getting certified true copies of our documents as the originals had been misplaced. Again, some 6 years later, we were back in the UK for about 2 months and we decided, we go again. This time around we were called for an interview and they referred to our mail, saying we accused them of misplacing our;

From a young age, I was relatively introverted and expressed myself poorly. When interacting with strangers, I didn’t have much courage to speak, and when I was around a lot of people, I felt very nervous. I was always afraid that I wouldn’t express myself clearly and would make a fool of myself. Because of this, I often felt inferior to others. In August of 2023, the church arranged for me to water newcomers. Doing this duty required me to frequently gather with newcomers, and I also had to communicate with the other watering personnel. Facing such situations, I frequently felt nervous, and feared that when it was my turn to fellowship, I wouldn’t speak clearly, and then what would the brothers and sisters think of me? A few days later, it was the day of a gathering, and the person in charge called me and urged me to participate. Even though I wasn’t leading the gathering, I still struggled internally. I was afraid that if I went and was asked to fellowship, I wouldn’t say anything, and that it would be the greatest humiliation. I didn’t have the courage to participate. For several days after that, I felt like I had a rock stuck in my heart and couldn’t breathe. Even though I had avoided that day, would I;

I am from a Latin Catholic family and I was very much interested in praying to saints. I used to keep the rosary always with me thinking that it would give protection. I used to think that if we tried to be more faithful to God, he would test our faith by sufferings so I tried to be away from my Lord. Last year is 2003 July 6th I got a chance to attend a retreat at Kottayam through which God blessed me to open my inner eyes. The truth set me free and I was filled with the power of the Holy Spirit. God has given me the strength to be free from false beliefs and filled me with his great wisdom to understand the truth. I got the blessing to praise in tongues and my heart filled with great joy. I realised that God loves me so much and he is looking at me at each moment. I came back to my home on July 13th and my parents realised that there was some change in me. On July 21st my father was hospitalised because of a heart attack I never felt that God was testing me and God didn’t allow me to complain about what happened. I was sure that God was using me for his fame;

Four years back I was attracted by the love of Jesus. At that time, I was seeking happiness and peace from alcohol and other bad habits but I failed. I was in such a worse condition that I tried to suicide many times. But my almighty god was not ready to leave me. He saved me from my bad habits and today I am very glad to say that the Lord has blessed me with his love and peace and also with a very good job. Now I am very happy with my wife and three children and God has allowed me to spend time proclaiming the His word also.

My life has not magically become perfect or even easy because I have become a Christian. And yes, I still sin, but since I accepted Jesus Christ as my Lord and Savior, I know my sins are now and always forgiven. My love for God for what he has done for me inspires me not to want to sin, but my sinful nature makes that impossible for me to do, yet as I walk with the Lord, I know he is with me and guides me on the high road and through the narrow gate.  God has blessed me with some key people to help me. Since I am so grateful, I find it hard to understand how much God loves me. I know who created me and why I am here on earth, and I have a purpose to love and honor God and love others because God has loved me first. I have the assurance that He will never leave or forget about me because He loves me, and I love Him and want to serve Him out of gratitude for what He has done for me.

I’m the youngest of 5 children in my family and I was born in weak health, very thin, and fragile. I often suffered lingering attacks of high step fever, a disease caused by a virus that was well-known in my country of Indonesia. The virus attacked many children during the year I was born. One time, as a one-year-old, I came down with a serious case of high fever, as was often the case. It was the highest fever I had ever had. My mom had left me for a while on my bed to make some food for me in the kitchen. She asked my eldest sister Magdalena–9 years old at that time–to look after me and reminded her to call my Mom if the fever became worse. The fever did become worse and I was having trouble bearing it. My eyes began moving up and down and my sister became quite afraid. She shouted, calling my Mom. My Mom came to check on me and found my tiny body cold and dark, blue-like stone. My breathing had completely ceased. She checked my veins and could find no sign that I was alive. Shocked and confused, she cried and screamed and told my sister to call a doctor. She asked my brother John to go get my Dad who;

The angry loud noise was getting louder and louder daily for a week. After hearing my ex-husband break glass dishes in the sink one Saturday morning, I was reminded of physical abuse three separate times throughout 32 years of marriage. It was noon and he was already drunk. He entered the bedroom I was in yelling, cursing and calling me names, including the b-word. He left the bedroom and I called 911. He came back to the bedroom, and I hid my cell. The 911 operator heard him yelling and the noise from him breaking things. He left the bedroom again and I looked out the window so I could see when the police arrived. After they arrived, I slipped outside to safety. During the marriage, I knew when it came time for me to escape to safety from my abusive alcoholic ex-husband, the timing had to be perfect, or someone could get killed. The divorce was imminent because he refused to get help and totally ignored all the indicators that he was not living in God’s will. The discussions about getting help escalated into arguments and I knew I could not fix him. I was in continuous prayer for guidance, wisdom and protection for a couple of years. After I left the house, my ex-husband did all he could;

I was sleeping at 11:00 pm peacefully, the cough from nowhere started seriously, threatening my life and sleep, I remembered a scripture, whoever calls on the name of the Lord shall be saved, I began praying in Jesus name commanding the cough to stop, and immediately, there was calm, and I was restored to my normal state of sleep and life, hallelujah.

I had a medical procedure to remove a tumour from my upper palate on 30 August 2019. The procedure, though successful, affected my speech very negatively. It was extremely difficult to make any sense when I spoke. The surgeon suggested another procedure to TRY to correct the situation but with no guarantee; it “may or may not work” quoting the surgeon’s words. Prayed to God about it and 2 years on, not only can I speak well but four MRI scans have cleared me of any signs of Cancer. Truly we serve a Healing God. To Him Alone be all the Glory.

I have come to return the glory to the King of Kings for changing my career supernaturally. I have been believing God for a change in my career. I sowed a seed and I did it with faith, asking and believing for a change in my career as a birthday gift. Lo and behold, on 24 February 2022, weeks after my birthday, I was given an offer letter.