YINKA GOES TO SCHOOL
After my ordination in 2006, I felt that I had embarked on a path of life that was outrightly divergent from my previous dreams of academic glory and scholarly acclaim.
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I had finally reached a state of equanimity about my academic prospects. I had no more ambition in me for academic stardom or desire to break new grounds in the field of medicine. I was done with schooling, or so I thought.
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However, shortly after my ordination, Pastor Tope Opaleye encouraged me to try to seek admission once more into an institution of higher learning. His logic was that I had done what God wanted of me, so it should be possible to move forward in other areas of life.
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At first, I told him NO.
I had been disappointed so many times that I didn't want to try again.
I told him that, at least, I could communicate well in English, so why did I still need to go to school?
He should just let me be!
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But his rejoinder was that being a dropout would limit the scope and impact of my ministry and that I ran the risk of people assuming that I only went into ministry as a last resort when nothing else was working for me.
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So, I raised the issue with my family and we agreed that I should try once more. However, I was determined that it was going to be the very last time that I would ever attempt to secure admission. If this didn't work, it meant higher education was not in God's will for me.
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At that point, it was just a few days to that year's UME, but I was able to buy a late form.
I was academically rusty at that time and so indifferent about the whole thing that I felt I could not rise to my usual high standards.
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So, I applied for Zoology at the University of Ibadan (since the cutoff mark for it then was 200 and I felt that, even on my worst day, I should score up to 200).
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I didn't prepare for the examination at all.
Gone was the cocky, determined, laser-focused, high-performing Yinka. This was a defeated man just going through the motions. My heart was no longer in it (and I guess that was God's aim all along).
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On the examination date, I sauntered into the hall with a bottle of Viju Milk Drink in my hand. We started the examination and I did what I could and then left the hall as soon as the examiners allowed me. I didn't have high hopes for my performance.
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Surprisingly, when the results were released, I scored 280.
Everybody around me was thrilled.
This was way better than anyone expected and I was advised to change my chosen course of study to, yeah, you guessed right, Medicine & Surgery again!
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They felt that with such a high score, and my excellent SSCE results, getting in this time would be a walk in the park.
But I had walked that road before and been disappointed. I had put my hand on that door and been so severely burned that I had PTSD.
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I don't know the logic behind it, but I just felt that in God's grand scheme, my desire to be a doctor was somehow antithetical to His plan for me in ministry. So I chose not to go down that path again lest I forfeit my final chance to go to school.
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I did change my course, but to Human Nutrition (in the Faculty of Public Health). I had a dear friend and sister in that department, Bolanle Oguntoye, who had been on the admission-seeking journey with me for 3 years and who had been such an enormous support system for me...
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...in my low moments. When I told her about the dilemma of switching to another course, she advised me to come to her department, and I did, since all I wanted was just a degree - I no longer cared whether it was an MBBS, a BA or a BSc.
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I did get admitted to study Human Nutrition at the University of Ibadan (#2 on the merit list behind a dear brother, Toba Aladirin who is a medical doctor today).
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But it was a pyrrhic victory for me. I had sacrificed so much for my dream, which I failed to achieve; and when I eventually got the consolation prize, it was bitter-sweet in my mouth.
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I only went through the motions in school because I was a full-time student at UI while also being a full-time resident pastor of a fast-growing assembly in UCH, dean of a bible school, director of the media arm of the ministry and a church planter.
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I will continue the story of my early days of ministry tomorrow, but today, Day 17 of #40DaysOfGratitude towards my 40th birthday, I want to thank God for finally allowing me to get a higher education, despite all my rebellion and hard-headedness.
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MY DEPARTURE FROM KKM INC.
In all my years in the King's Kingdom Ministries, I never considered leaving the church for somewhere else. I had so completely bought into the founder's vision, even to a fault.
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I imbibed and embodied the values and the spirit of the church, and I basically built my life around it. The Pastor used to say that he could give me a task and go to bed because, come hell or high water, I would find a way to get it done.
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Most people considered me as the Founding Pastor's right-hand man and regarded my words as his. This opinion was validated by my proximity to him, my meteoric rise up the ranks and the amount of influence I wielded in the organisation.
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KKM: A TRAINING GROUND
Finally securing admission to the university did not in any way interrupt my work of ministry in KKM Inc., to which I so completely dedicated myself that many wondered if I was truly going to school at all.
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One of the things I will forever remain grateful to God for concerning my sojourn in KKM was the opportunity I got to do several things, thereby building a multivarious degree of competence in several aspects of Christian ministry.
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Because I joined the church at a time when it was still finding its feet and there was a great need for workers, I got to work in different departments of the church. My availability and eagerness to learn often trumping my lack of experience in those areas.
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THE KKM CHAPTER
After accepting my calling into ministry in September 2005, I attempted to join TVA Inc. and SPCC, but God vetoed both moves. So, while still transitioning out of UCHCF, I kept asking God where He wanted me to serve. Enter Pastor Tope Opaleye.
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At that time, Pastor Tope Opaleye was Pastoring the Royal Worship Centre on the ground floor of HOR1 (House Officers' Residence 1) in UCH. The church RWC was an arm of his ministry (King's Kingdom Ministries, popularly called KKM back then).
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I had met Pastor Tope Opaleye sometime earlier when he came to the Complete Foodmart in ABH where I volunteered, and I helped him with designing his church's weekly bulletin after his designer disappointed him less than 24 hours to a service.
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THE CALL
By late 2005, after the two destiny encounters I wrote about in the last couple of days, I had clarity about what direction my life was supposed to take. I knew and accepted that until I settled the issue of my calling into ministry, I wasn't going anywhere.
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So, my prayers changed.
I began to tell God in prayer that I was finally willing to do His will, that He should give me instructions as to what to do, and that I would obey Him.
I meant it, and God knew I did.
So, the call came.
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It was Sunday, 11 September 2005.
E9, ABH, UCH Ibadan.
I woke up around 5.30 am and since I was late for my breakfast prayer meeting, I decided to sleep in since our fellowship used to meet in the evening.
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ANOTHER DESTINY ENCOUNTER
After the "Conquered, Crucified, Commissioned" experience, I got a new lease of life in my relationship with God, my optimism about my future, and my general outlook on life.
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Outwardly, nothing had really changed.
I did not immediately secure admission.
There was no abrupt supernatural intervention.
But inwardly, a change was afoot.
I had greater clarity about my life and the dark clouds of depression gradually began to dissipate.
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I couldn't yet see how everything in my life was going to redound to the glory of God, but I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that God was at work in my life, moulding me for his purpose and a yet undefined assignment.
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CONQUERED. CRUCIFIED. COMMISSIONED.
I was living life as best as I could, taking each day as it came. I was serving God in the fellowship, volunteering where I could, and learning various skills (graphic design, photography, web design, etc.), but I was still very unhappy.
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Then sometime in 2004, the fellowship invited Pastor Segun Ariyo @segunariyo4 for a 3-part teaching series. Now, I didn't know who he was. But in all my years in UCHCF, I never missed a single fellowship meeting. So, I was there on the first day of his series...
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@segunariyo4 I can still vividly remember where I sat (the last chair beside the window somewhere around the 6th or 7th row to the left) in the School of Nursing Auditorium when the man of God began his series: CONQUERED, CRUCIFIED, COMMISSIONED.
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