The native Nigerian had a recurring dream in which she said God "insisted" that she return "to make his light shine."
Her name is Eseosa, which means “gift of God.” She’s Nigerian, but has lived for many years in Italy, where she got married and started a family. Then, God entered powerfully into her daily life, and an incredible project was born: she returned to her native Nigeria, torn by wars and corruption, and is setting up a “House for God” where she welcomes and gives a future to abandoned children.
To my insistent questions on how she thinks, plans, and carries out this mission, she answers: “Faith above all.”
Dear Eseosa, you contacted us at Aleteia to let us know about your solidarity project in Nigeria. Can you tell us who you are?
I am a very private person and I would never have thought to expose myself in public, so what concerns my private life is not important. The thing to know is that faith has led me to set up a center to help children in Africa.
Speaking of faith, how did you become Catholic?
I was born in Nigeria, in a strange family: my grandfather was an Anglican priest, but my grandmother did not even go to church. I would say, however, that growing up in a Christian family environment made my mother a woman of faith. The Catholic Church has always fascinated me, ever since I was 15 and was sent to a Catholic school for a year. I felt very much at home. I would have liked to stay there.
Once I arrived in Italy, I got married and I started going to church with my mother-in-law, 16 years ago. After a few months, I began to sing in the choir of my parish, in Crenna di Gallarate. So I’m Catholic by choice, and I received adult baptism. I have a beautiful family in Italy, a faith that has filled my life with meaning.
Why cast this serenity to the wind and return to Africa?
I received a spiritual call; this is the truth. If I tell you what happened, I risk sounding like a crazy person, but it’s the truth. God insisted, showing me in a dream a possibility to be made a reality. At first, I didn’t give it any importance. One thing I can share about this message that God sent me was that I had to go back to Africa “to make his light shine.” The dream came back several times, but I rejected it because it asked me for a commitment in Nigeria that I couldn’t handle. I started to get insomnia and I couldn’t sleep anymore. Then I confided in my husband, to see if I was being influenced by an excess of spiritual involvement.
Later, let’s say about 5 years ago, I brought it up with my parish priest, thinking that he would tell me I was crazy. Instead, after listening to me, he began to move. He organized a parish collection of clothes and appliances to send to Africa. So I found myself involved in this work, and then I said to God: “Your will be done.” From that moment, I started sleeping again without problems.