Have you ever wanted something so bad but met a closed door? Sure you prayed about it really hard, even had to fast about it so much but the door remained locked shut.
Well, welcome to my world. I’d like to share a story with you as regards closed doors.
“I had my life planned out before me and the next step in my books after my BSc. was Masters in the UK.
In my books, I had to work for a while to raise at least half of the tuition and I worked rather hard for a young girl and raised the required £4000 in about a year.
By June, I had paid the initialdeposit of the tuition to my intended university and was only left with getting a visa to which I had to come to Nigeria to apply.
Everything seemed to be working out perfectly well for me until I was dealt with several blows of a UK Visa denial ON MY RETURN TO NIGERIA. I was dazed to say the least. How could they have refused me? I had travelled to the UK more than three times, had never overstayed my visit and even had a visa valid up until October of that same year.
When I took my time to go through the reasons for the denials, it was so flimsy that the word flimsy itself marveled. I was told that a document which they returned wasn’t included in my documents.
I cried until my eyes were weary of doing so; I didn’t have a plan B so there was no telling to check in ‘my book’ for the plan B. It was an awful time for me and page can’t do as much justice to the emotions behind those feelings. I brought only a few of my belongings to Nigeria with the intention that I would be back to the UK in a month.
Two months had passed and I eventually encouraged myself to get a job. With the help of family and friends, I got my first Job in Nigeria. It was a far cry from what I knew to be a job; the working conditions and SALARY was nothing to write home about hence I started looking for another job.
My second job was slightly better than the first and that I did for 2 years. At some point, I was frustrated and started job haunting, again. I got tired doing the same thing over and over again, every day of the week. I knew there had to be more to me, there had to be more to life, and there had to be more to achieving a fulfilled life.
I went for several interviews and did my best but never got any calls afterwards. I had sleepless nights severally, my pillow became my best ally as it got drowned each night with my tears.
Like a joke and without any application, I got my present job in May, 2012 and it opened several opportunities to me. Was I glad? Sure you can imagine. Oh Yes! I’ve visited the UK several other times after then and can now say ‘thank God for that closed door’ ‘coz else, I wouldn’t be where I am today.
As opposed to where I’m coming from, I’m glad and grateful to God for where I am today. I couldn’t see this me I have become years back and didn’t have plans for this in my book.
I have since re-traced my step and have other plans though I have more room for God’s plans now. “
Of course! I’ve hit several other closed doors since then and I actually just hit another one. However, I know better than to give it all up, I know now that sometimes closed doors are good, hence I’d hang in there ‘coz I know this is a testimony about to break forth.
I’d leave you with one of my favorite words, ‘no one said it would be easy, they only said it would be worth it’ so hang in there ‘coz, you’re about to share your testimony.