THE POOR CALLED MY FATHER POOR

My name is Emmanuel Osereme Ughulu, I am a business man

Married to one wife and blessed with glorious and wonderful children.

Am from Edo sate, Nigeria.

Going back memory lane, it has been good but it has not been easy.

My father’s name is Deacon Sunday Ughulu while my mother’s name

 is blessing Ughulu. We were so poor than even the poor called us poor.

Going through my primary school to tertiary institution was all by the

grace of God.

My father used to be a poor village teacher and he had eleven children.

Looking back at those days now, I give God all the glory, even though

 I am yet to get to where God is taking me.

I was one of the job makers in my village (Those who work from farm to farm)

 and no one ever thought that I will become anything in life but to the glory of

 God the last time I visited my village with my family, people were wondering

 how great the God I serve is.

I attended Emai primary school, Afuze Edo state and St. James Grammar school

Afuze. By the grace of God in my primary school days I never had anything below

3^rd position but despite this, my father would always make me repeat classes. His

 excuse was not so genuine but I had no choice I was a boy and could not make

 decisions on my own. I remember in my senior secondary school one, I was the

 best in my class but my father still made me repeat the class, this time, he

said he wanted me to study medicine and so I needed to be well grounded.

 I told him medicine is not in my line and that I am never going to be a doctor.

 It took the intervention of my eldest brother to allow me promote to

 the senior secondary school two. He got angry with my father that he was

wasting my time too much and that all my mates had gone ahead of me.

When I was going to write my Senior Secondary School Examination

 known as WAEC in Nigeria then, I begged my father to change my

school because we did not have teachers for almost all the subjects and

at that time, the students in the school have not been making their papers for 

about five to six years.

My father refused and because I realized he did not have money, I stopped

 pressing him for change of my school.

It was when I got to the senior class two that we had English teacher but God

 helped me through, we were asked to pay a sum of Four Hundred Naira before

the exam for corporation fee. I did not pay but I wrote my Senior Secondary School

 Examination once and I made all my papers except Biology. However, it took the

 intervention of God for me to even be registered for that exam because everyone had

registered and the late registration was almost closing, my poor father, then could not

 pay and no one was willing to lend him money but through the intervention of God,

one of my teachers, Mr. James Igbarumah who said it will be unfair for me not to write

 that exam as one of his best students paid for the exam and asked my father to pay back

 anytime he had the money and how my father paid up till now I do not know. Out of 140

 students only three passed mathematics, English and other subjects and God made me one 

of them.

Fortunately for me I gained admission to the university to study law immediately

after my secondary school through a cousin of mine who was then a magistrate in

 Edo state Nigeria but I rejected it because I felt a Christian could not be a good lawyer.

This is one decision I regret so much because when I finally gained admission to study 

accountancy and I began to read a little about law, I found out that law is the best course

in the whole world and that is why I am begging one of my children to study the course

so that I could at least have one lawyer in my family if God so willing.

My major challenge started when I finished my WAEC, for five good years

 after, I could not pass JAMB. It kept reminding me of the admission I rejected

earlier and I was not unhappy. At a time people started using their money to by

JAMB for me but all was to no avail, admission was not forth coming. Having

 tried for five years, I decided to take part-time course in accountancy at

 Auchi polytechnic where I did my ND and proceeded to Ibadan Polytechnic,

where I completed my course. My eldest brother took over and sponsored me

through school.

He supported me so much that I did not suffer at all. Notwithstanding, I had

 other physical challenges but God saw me through.

MY SALVATION STORY

I was born into a Christian home and my father has been a deacon

in the assemblies of God’s church all along and even at the age of 77years,

he is still the secretary of the church, although that is not where salvation started

from. As I was growing up, my mother, a praying woman who is just a primary

six certificate holder taught me how to recite bible verses and taught me

so many chapters of the bible and that was the beginning of sowing the seed of

salvation in me, I am the 6^th of  11 children but my first two eldest ones did not

live with us so I had my immediate elder brother with us who unfortunately

gained admission to the university in year 2000 and died in a car accident. As a

 result of this I became the eldest in the house but never knew my right from left.

 I was trying to do my best but my parents never appreciated anything I did so

 I decided to deal with them but one day my father called me and talked sense

Into my head. He said by making my mother cried every day,

I was only proving that the dead was better than the living which meant that my

 late brother was better than me and I should have died instead of my brother.

Immediately, I apologized to my mother and told her that I am just a child and I

needed her to appreciate anything I did for her. She then handed me over to

Deacon

Obihu, the man who natured and brought me to Christ. I was so stubborn but this

 man stepped me down and told me why I will do myself a lot of good by giving

God a chance in my life. I confessed Jesus and I had an encounter with Him.

One moment I regret most in life was that when I made my father labour in vain

For a whole year. He did rice plantation and we the children helped him out in the

farm work. We would have woken up as early as 3:am in the morning going into

 the thick forest where his farm was but despite all, he will complain that we were

 not doing anything for him so this particular day, he asked us to be at the farm to

 protect the rice from being eaten up by birds but I and my younger ones sat and

watched the birds devour the whole rice plantation. I thank God I belong to the

 kingdom now and he has forgiven me.

I have many other testimonies but those that I will never forget was the narrow

escape from death that God gave to me when I had an accident in year 2000.

I jumped down from a fast moving vehicle and for months I could not do

anything but here I am today to the glory of God. Another one was the delivery

of my first child, when the nurses and the doctors had concluded that her service

was not opening and that she will have to go through operation. I cried out to God

 that I did not want my wife to deliver through operation and God

 proved Himself.

 When the nurses where saying she was at 3cm not normal for delivery,

 she delivered and that made my first child WONDERS which is

her name. For all that I have been and will ever be, I give all the glory

 to God.

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when Hannah gave all the glory to God, God gave her additional six children,

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