STUDENTS: This is Why You Must Pray Before TRAVELING This December
In a bustling city, Mr. John and his family prepared for their annual Christmas trip to their village, a tradition filled with joy and family reunions. But this year, a sinister plot brewed by a jealous stepmother and village witches threatened their lives. Only Uju’s steadfast prayers stood between them and tragedy, proving that faith can shield against unseen evils.
A Family Full of Joy
Two weeks before Christmas, Mr. John’s home buzzed with excitement. His children ran about, thrilled for their yearly village trip where fresh air, big trees, and playful cousins awaited. Uju, his wife, meticulously packed clothes and snacks, ensuring nothing was forgotten. Despite their happiness, Uju carried a worry: Mr. John refused to pray. “God knows I’m traveling,” he’d laugh, dismissing her pleas. The children, mimicking their father, grumbled at morning prayers, calling them boring. Uju, undeterred, prayed alone, asking God to protect her family, her heart heavy with hope that John would join her one day.
A Warning Ignored
One evening, driving home, Mr. John stopped to help an old woman by the roadside. She climbed into his car, her voice weary but urgent: “This Christmas, don’t travel to your village. If you must, pray and fast—danger awaits.” John laughed off her warning, calling it superstition. He’d made the trip many times without issue. Dropping her off, he waved away her final plea: “Remember my words.” The old woman watched him drive away, her face unreadable, knowing her warning might go unheeded.
A Troubling Omen
Two days before Christmas, the family’s excitement peaked, bags packed with gifts and snacks. Uju called for a pre-journey prayer, but John scoffed, “It’s just the village, not the moon.” As he prepared the car, it refused to start—a dead engine despite working fine the previous day. A mechanic declared it “knocked,” unfixable for now. Uju suggested staying home, whispering, “Maybe God doesn’t want us to go.” John snapped, dismissing her faith, and decided they’d take a commercial bus instead. Uju, heart heavy, prayed silently: “Lord, take control.”
A Jealous Plot
In the village, Mama Amaka, John’s stepmother, seethed with envy. Each Christmas, John’s family arrived in a shiny car, their happiness overshadowing her struggling sons. Determined to stop them, she conspired with Mama Ese and sought the village witches. In a dark forest hut, the witches, led by a wrinkled leader, crafted a curse using a piece of John’s shirt. “They will not reach this village alive,” the leader declared, predicting a deadly accident. Mama Amaka, heart dancing with wicked joy, paid them, believing her plan would end John’s success.
A Catastrophic Collision
At the bus park, Uju’s plea for prayer embarrassed John. Ignoring him, she prayed aloud: “Lord, protect this bus and everyone inside.” Some passengers joined, others scoffed. The journey began peacefully, but midway, the driver shouted, “The brakes aren’t working!” The bus swerved uncontrollably, hurtling toward a tanker truck. Uju’s voice rose in desperate prayer: “Lord, save us!” With a deafening crash, the bus collided, metal crunching, glass shattering. Silence followed, and the village soon buzzed with news of the tragedy.
A Miraculous Escape
Mama Amaka feigned grief, wailing publicly while secretly rejoicing, believing her curse had succeeded. At the crash site, rescuers found Uju and her children unscathed, as if shielded by an invisible hand. Mr. John, seated in the front, wasn’t as fortunate—his legs were crushed, but he survived. At the hospital, Uju prayed fervently by his bedside, and by morning, John was awake, weak but alive. The old woman from the roadside visited, her words piercing: “If not for your wife’s prayers, you’d all be gone. Your stepmother and the witches cursed you, but God’s protection was stronger.”
A Changed Man
John, tears streaming, admitted his folly: “I was foolish. I didn’t pray.” The old woman urged him to never underestimate prayer’s power. Transformed by the ordeal, John became devout, leading family prayers and worshiping fervently. He never returned to the village for Christmas, haunted by Mama Amaka’s betrayal. Years later, after her death, he visited with a humble, grateful heart. His story spread, a testament to prayer’s strength against unseen dangers and a warning that not all rejoice in your success.
A Lesson in Faith
This tale teaches that faith can be a shield against evil, even when danger lurks in familiar places. Uju’s prayers saved her family, proving that steadfast devotion can overcome malice. Envy, like Mama Amaka’s, can breed destruction, but love and prayer prevail. Let this story remind us: never dismiss the power of faith, for it can protect us from the darkest schemes.
