The wind was blowing right and left, it was six in the morning when the world knew a boy had arrived. He was crying profusely, with blood and water all of over his body.
It was in a Church many years back; the midwife didn’t want to clean up for the small boy as he was born because his parents never paid up and never brought groundnut oil and everything needed. He was in the cold blood beside his mother, crying.
The very first son of his family. All that became a story simply because of God’s grace. Not only him was given birth to that day, in the whole universe; many children must have been born that day, but GRACE has kept him.
Felicitating and rejoicing in this day as the remembrance of the day if birth is made.
Happy Birthday, Temitope Daniel.