These words kept echoing in my heart while growing up. My father told me that his father said those words to him and he had experienced the truth in them all through his life. Therefore he wanted me to take them at heart too. As a young child, I would sit and ponder on my father’s words. I often asked myself, if, with the financial hardships we experienced at the time, I would ever realise my dream of becoming a renowned neuro-surgeon.
Today I am an accomplished neuro-surgeon. Iam now thirty five years old, having spent some of my life as a street child, a victim of child abuse, and of human trafficking and slavery. I truly thank God for making me a victorious one in all my trials. After several years of being away from our village, I returned home. There I was standing before my parents’ graves in the family compound. I went to tell them that, “Yes, Papa and Mama, I did make it to become a neuro-surgeon.” Thanks to their prayers from heaven. I believe, they have been watching over me all through these years.