Hello everyone, am super excited to write out my first post after a greeter welcomed me.
I woke up early this morning in a very conducive environment void of noise.

I said my morning prayer, and carried out my personal hygiene. As a choir member I have to hasten up, so I won't be late for church. I got to church by 6:54 am. The church activities started at 7. 00am and I was the person to lead in the praise and worship which I did to the glory of God.

Then, after the praise and worship in the section of "fresh fire", I joined the Sunday school class, and from Sunday school, we had the main service, which started at 9.00am.

Today's preaching was great, and we were encouraged by our dear pastor to ensure we carry out our daily duties as children of God and also to look forward to making Heaven, which is one of the vision and mission statement of the church of God.

After the church service, we had a provincial youth meeting which I had to attend as the parish president.

The meeting was slated to start from 1 pm to 3.00 pm. But that did not really happen. Rather, we started the meeting at 2:30 pm. Being that I did not take my breakfast, I was weak and very hungry.

At the youth meeting, all the matters concerning youth affairs were discussed. Though we were very few, the aim of the meeting was achieved. At some point, I could not concentrate again because my stomach was making sounds (I was seriously hungry), so I had to take an excuse, went out with my ATM card, so I could buy some snacks. I went to first, second and third place, yet the network was very bad, so I was unable to withdraw money for the snack I wanted so badly.

After the youth meeting, I went back home. I was weak and tired, so I slept off and woke up to realize it was 4:48pm already, which is the time for house fellowship. I rushed and had my bath and off I zoomed to the house fellowship center. Got there at 5:00pm on the dot.

We studied the good message from our father in the Lord, and the fellowship came to an end about 6.00pm.

And up till that moment I was still unable to make transfer so I can get the money to buy my needs... I felt so sorry for myself and said in my mind this hasn't happened before, just don't feel sad and bad, so I had to put on a smiling face, to avoid the question: why is your face like this? So I still went in search for where I could make withdrawal and buy my needs.

Thanks to God Almighty, lastly my prayer was answered, I was able to make the withdrawal and this place was at the entrance of my street. I was so happy and said to myself, at least I will get to buy food stuffs. But as I was walking down the street happily, I noticed that at some point people were no longer walking fast in the street, and they were whispering to each other.

As I walked to a particular point, I was told by a young man to take another route to my house, and I asked him why? But before he could answer the question, I noticed a man fully dressed in his traditional attires making incantations, so I had to take a u-turn and took another route.

I was so exhausted, but finally I got to my house at last with the food items I bought to cook rice and stew. And after all the ups and down, I was able to prepare my food which I ate with joy in my heart but then I promised myself not to stay this long without eating.

This is how I spend my Sunday....... A Compulsory hunger strike Sunday . What a day.........

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