After the meeting, Alex went to his house.
He parked inside his compound and just sat down in his car with glossy eyes. The tears dropped nonstop as he screamed and began slamming the wheels.
He cried for over an hour before he pulled himself together and stepped out of the car.
He opened the door to his living room, scanned around with his eyes, and began to laugh.
He shook his head in pity and said, "All for this?" he smiled and whispered, "All for this!"
He climbed the staircase slowly, taking one step after the other as he breathed out heavily with each step.
He entered his room, and as he closed the door, he slide down to the floor, folded his legs to his chest, and buried his head between them.
He muffles, "Oh God, what have I done?"
Alex used to be a lover of God.
Like almost everyone who was not born in a Christian home with a praying grandmother and prayer warrior mother, he experienced the chicken escaping the farm the day before the Christmas battle.
From the moment he gave his life to life to Christ, the battle for his soul begins.
The devil throws everything at him just to bring him back to captivity.
It seemed like all the demons, warlocks, and every witch in the world were coming after him all at once.
He became a strong spiritual guy as he stood his ground on the altar of prayer and fasting...
But many can stand the test and trial... But only a few can survive the storm.
Let's just say, he knows how to stand and fight, just like many... But only few know how to stand still and let God do the fighting.
So the time when it felt like God was silent, — Alex fell. He got angry with the Lord and pulled away from Him.
He did not understand that when you don't see the hand of God, you must trust His character.
So he began to struggle, and every time he took one step forward, he took ten steps backward.
It was like trying to light a wood when you were surrounded by many holding water holes that were dug into a river that never runs dry.
Every time he lights the wood, but before the light shines, they open the pipe. — because the water was much more than the stick, he will have to wait for many days for it to dry and struggle to light again... And they kill again... Over and over and over again.
Things didn't get better but got worse. Everything had completely turned upside down: his business had crashed, he had lots of debts, and the bank had sized his house.
To the point that he and his wife with his two children were living in the car.
After he sold his car, they were able to rent a room in one of the worst environments.
On his way looking for a job one hot Tuesday afternoon, he received a phone call, that his two children had been in an accident and they had rushed them to the hospital.
He was told he needed 2.5 million before they could carry on the operation on his children.
Standing outside the hospital, with glossy eyes, he was so mad at God that he could not even call out his name.
"Excuse me, sir," A man's voice from behind.
He turned and saw a light-skinned man in a suit, standing behind him.
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SpiritualDaniel Johnson knew that accepting help from a total stranger might come with a price. But what he did not prepare for was the price being the life of the love of his life. This is a war he cannot fight alone. But it to late, because the devil h...