So people say that there's no God and Satan, that the whole stories are fake and that religion itself is fake and that we're just getting deceived. Now all of this might be true or not (I really don't care, I believe what I choose to believe) but one thing I do know for sure is that the devil does exist and so does God.
One of the reasons why I say that is because I've come to realize that whenever I don't do something that I'm suppose to do, the devil always has a way of putting me in a position where I have to proof that I did that thing, knowing fully well that I'm going to fail but most times at the end, I always scale through because God helped me.
A good example of what I'm talking about was during one of my exams, I was suppose to read for that exam just like every other examination but for reason I had decided to not open my book and just sit with my guys on the day of the exam in other to copy from them. After all, the lecturer was one who wasn't so strict so him supervising the exam wouldn't be much of an obstacle for me to copy from my friends.
Well, it got to the day of the exam which was the next day and I sat next to my friends in a perfectly arranged formation. I knew there was no way I was going to fail this exam because both of my friends had assured me that they read all of the textbook twice, and that they were prepared for any question while I on the other hand had told them that I didn't read and was fully relying on whatever Intel they will be passing to me.
Now like I said, the formation we sat in was a perfect one but then the devil was waiting for me because the moment it got to the time of the examination, a completely different face walked into our hall and the lecturer immediately asked everyone of us to stand up and walk to the front of the class. Without being told we all knew what was about to happen, the man was going to rearrange us. I must have said a quick prayer or something
(or maybe someone else with a purer heart did) because just as he was about to start his destructive rearrangement, some other lecturer called him outside and told him he was at the wrong hall and that the people he was meant to be supervising were down the other hall.
When we heard this, everyone started to thank Jesus, even those who haven't gone to church in a long time. God had come through for me and everyone who had not read for that exam that day just like he always does.
