My short testimony.
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Title -With God, there are no dead ends.
It was late, it was past time, yet, God stepped in and made sure I got what I asked for.
It was 1997 and I was unsure whether or not to run a Master's program in one of the federal universities in the Southwest.
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Although, my work schedule was flexible, I just wasn't in d mood again for acada work at this time
After some dilly-dilly, I decided to give it a short. Sadly, applications for d master's program in Industrial & Labour Relations closed 7 weeks earlier. My "village" people
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were whispering, "you had your chance, but you blew it..." and I was downcast.
Well, on that fateful day at about 4pm, I had that unction to go purchase the application form, and inspite of the fact that sales closed 7 weeks earlier, I went ahead, and proceeded to the
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postgraduate school to get the application form and to my surprise, I was able to buy the form, fill it and then submit the following day. Meanwhile, written boldly on the doorpost was, "APPLICATION FORMS CLOSED"
Why they sold the form to me even after 7 weeks of closure was
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the beginning of divine intervention.
Through a friend, I met one of the lecturers in the department whom we felt could pull some strings to get me in, alas, we were disappointed. He said, "as we speak, the University Senate had already met and decided on the admissions,