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My brother's name is Abasifreke in English name is "God never forget". He is the the first son to my parents and the third child to my parents. We actually grew up together in the village. Of all my siblings,he was the most stubborn child amongst us. He played roughly with us and other children.
He grew to the stage of maturity, expecting to exhibit that maturity rather he expressed it the other way of mingling with his friends that they almost misled him.
He never stays at home to be of help to anyone in case of domestic chores at home whenever he returns from school.
Going to church was another issue upon all the beatings he received from my parents, my parents tried other means but to no avail.
I is his elder sister try to lure from that path he was going to my own path of going to church and other activities at church, but it doesn't mean any thing to him.
It was a shameful thing to me and my parents to have this handsome boy deviating from the right path to the wrong path. It was going out of hand.
One day, my brother returned from school and change up to indecent dressing at the backyard. So mum caught him and asked him where he wants to go. "He replied, I wanna see my friends somewhere". My mum told him not to go out. Before my mother knew, he took another path that leads to main the road. My got angry with him and waited for him to return home. At some point, my mum stopped flogging him and prayed for him. It wasn't an easy task for us. I prayed for him as well.
I actually knew, that he joined a gang of friends, just going out together to watch football and they see friends. He almost join group of cultists but God in his infinite mercy showed up. I didn't know he has gone far, until my cousin caught him with a cigarette on his hand. This incident occurred in my grandma's house, my cousin came from Lagos, to pay us a visit during festive season.
After the festive season, my cousin returned to Lagos with my brother. He is a fashion designer, so reaching there, it wasn't up to a month, he showed him how to sow different attires for men.
A year after, he left my cousin to training, still in fashion design, in Lagos State.
He stayed there and learnt more on fashion and he become aquainted with the work.
I thank God for him, he is meek to learning unlike before. He is capable of learning new things.
He is unerringly working towards his goals. At this point, he knows what is good and what is right.
What really surprises me is that, last week, he sent huge amount of #50,000 to his parents and his siblings. It was a happy thing, seeing him growing to the stage of maturity.
I am grateful to God for what he is doing in his life. Honestly his life has been transformed.
He is a blessing to his family now.
Thank you for stopping by to read this story of mine. I pray as God change my brother He will change your loved ones too.
From weeping story to the happy story.