It's me again and I must confess that boys are not smiling.
It's been a month since I last talked to you, and I wonder, you’re not asking of me shows you don't really care about me. If you don't see me can't you at least look for me?
I know you will want to claim the oga at the top; hence I should be the one looking for you. But really I'm tired of seeking your face every now and then without ever seeing your glimpse. You said we should talk to you in prayer, but I have loads of request I made of you that you have refused to answer. Worse still, when I thought you have answered, I realize moments later that you had nothing to do with it. An example was when I went to Katsina state thinking you were leading me not to change my NYSC posting... How come I spent a whole year without having a good job there? Your word says what you give you add no sorrow to it, but why is it that I had a mass of sorrow in that place? Why is it that even when I was made executive in a Christian fellowship I realised most of us do not understand one another and we kept having discord like the set before us?
Now you will say again that we can't question you, but really there are questions in my head that even you can't answer: like why you allowed my elder brother to die even when all my family fasted and prayed for him to live; and why you stand aloof allowing corrupt politicians to eat the wealth of my nation like gluttons even when the church pray against them. Now I think the reason you don't want us to ask you question is because you don't know the answer!
I may not be able to say somethings here, because I don't trust the postmaster. My friends have talked about the earlier letters I wrote to you, that they’ve read them. And I don’t want them to see the things I would have said here. But I'm tired of seeing unfortunate things happening to me. Like the situation in my job, my ministry, and my family; the temptations I face and the struggle to survive. If indeed you are God, let there be answers to my requests like you do to pastor Adeboye, Oyedepo, and other people who follow you. Let my life be so sweet that bitterness will not be found in me.
Thank you for your anticipated reply.
Your angry worshipper