(Part 2/2) At a point in time I knew I needed something superior in my life. To be honest, I wasn’t looking for Jesus, I just needed peace by all means. Seeing my frustrations, my mum suggested I pray and read the Bible. Frustration made me heed my mum’s advice. I knelt down in my bedroom alone, and I prayed, “God help me, I need peace. I don’t even want money anymore, I just need to experience peace of mind.” Jesus showed up and gave me peace. 

That day, I read the book of Ecclesiastes five times and saw the emptiness of my life. I gave Jesus total control of my broken life and for weeks I was at home reading the Bible. I started going to church, but I still smoked Indian hemp, a parcel a day minimum. I asked God for help with overcoming my addictions and with time, my desire for drugs and alcohol faded. I felt strongly within me that God wanted me to go back to school. I went back to the same school, same faculty, same department and same course. I took up menial jobs to pay my way through school. My first business was refuse collection but that was what I had to do to survive. From there, I saved some money and went into fumigation, carrying the fumigation machine, going from house to house. It took me 12 years to complete my university education. 

No matter the challenges I faced, I refused to give up. My fulfilment does not come from achievements but from the very idea that I represent something every day.