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Knighted Again – Ch.8 | KT OLLA

WHEN the Wadibes settled in the war-torn zone of South Sudan, they couldn’t raise Nile with undivided attention.

The middle-aged parents had thought they were done with childbearing, then Nile came from the excitement of the new place.

Reverend and Mrs Wadibe felt quite a bit embarrassed when they settled in the war zone to help give relief only to be surprised by joy...

No, the couple wasn’t so happy.

But then it didn’t take long before the family of 7 left Sudan for elsewhere. As the parents of 5 kids admitted they couldn’t keep the work there.

So the newly born had just begun to crawl when the family thought to travel to Swaziland in the southern parts of Africa.

It was a quieter nation than Sudan at the time, with a king and prime minister at the helm of affairs...

For it ran a monarchical parliamentary – like the Kingdom of Cape Islands.

Now Revd. Wadibe secured his mobilization to Swaziland in southern Africa...

He was serving as a global evangelist for an American mission. So he was sent over there to help the church start more branches.

The Wadibes spent quite a few months preparing for their flight...

But by the time they left for the new place, Nile had skipped crawling and leaning to stand. He just stood and tottered forwards.

Still, only Nile’s mother was able to see him leap and walk. His father couldn’t notice.

Now the family settled and prospered in Swaziland as Philip Wadibe’s ministry became known beyond the new place.

His crusades pulled a huge crowd as the Swazis saw prayers wrought wonders.

Then the Cape Islanders, his own nation, heard about him. And the people begged to host him, too.

Mr Wadibe lingered behind till his last son finished with preschool. He waited till then before he combined the work fields.

The travelling missionary took on work in Cape Islands alongside his assignment in Swaziland.

So he divided his time between the two countries in the southern parts of Africa.

He made his family remain in the little kingdom of Swaziland, so he spent most part of his year in that country.

Nile started basic school where the family flourished in Swaziland. He grew up getting the grades and topping the class, and looking for Mr Wadibe’s attention.

Yes, the kid would blame himself for not trying so much each time. Then he’d think of what else he could try.

So, a day came when the boy turned to his father’s work as his last rescue.

He was in middle school then, so he joined the orchestral band in church and learned to play.

Nile immersed himself in playing instruments, yet Philip Wadibe didn’t give that kind of interest.

So he went on to try playing others, and the old man only smiled and wasn’t curious.

Now by the time the seeking boy left high school, he’d decided to give up on chasing his father. So he turned to chase a wayward life.

But just when he was changing paths, he found his answer in a Father, an Everlasting One.

And that answer brought him home.

To destiny.

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