Son of man
My father died two days before my final exam at the secondary school level ss3. I was rushing to an early morning practical test when a call came from my mom. "Hello, mama!" I said. I had planned to call the next day so she pray could for me for my exam. But I heard a very shaky voice on the phone, it was not my mother's voice, it was one of my uncles. "Your father is sick and needs to see you today, can you make it home today?" I was destabilized. Two days earlier I dreamt and saw him praying
