When a military man walked into Amala Skye, he wasn’t looking for food – he came with a quiet faith that moved heaven, right in the middle of Ibadan.
It was one of those cool evenings in Bodija, Ibadan. The foremost local canteen was alive with chatter and a clatter of plates. The irresistible aroma of a variety of Nigerian soups – gbẹ̀gìrì, ẹ̀wẹ̀dú, and ẹfọ́ rírò – stuffed with assorted ṣákí, ẹdó, and pọ̀nmọ́ filled the air. It was expected, this was the famed Amala Skye.
After a long day of healing people and wandering through the bustling streets of Ibadan, Jesus and his disciples settled down at Amala Skye for a much-needed meal, even as a crowd began to form outside, graciously waiting for him.
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Jesus and his disciples were relaxed, enjoying the simple pleasure of a good dinner, sharing laughs and stories about how the day had gone around a worn-out table. Just as he was about to dig into his amala, a huge figure barged into the canteen in a neat military uniform.
Major Makejodumi – steady, no nonsense, and respected in his own right – had come with a disturbed face and a heavy heart. His trusted subordinate in the military was seriously ill, and nothing, not even the best local remedies around, had worked.
Without waiting for fancy introductions, Major Makejodumi made his way over to Jesus, apologised for barging in and interrupting his meal and said, “Jesus, my top aide dey very sick. As military man, I sabi say every command wey I give get authority. You be person with authority too. I believe say your word get power. I believe say your word go fit heal my guy. I no need you to disturb yourself come see am, your words alone don dey enough!”
He wasn’t desperate or dramatic; his tone was calm and confident, built on a strong belief that power wasn’t about style but substance.
Jesus, still moulding a ball of amala on his palm, looked up and smiled. The ceiling fan was buzzing so loudly yet some of the disciples were still sweating. Jesus looked at him again and replied in a straightforward tone, “Major, your faith strong well well. Your guy go recover even as you believe.”
With that simple statement, the mood shifted. The air around the table, and indeed in the canteen, felt charged with a quiet power. People listening around whispered among themselves, marveling at the moment, a miracle unfolding in their very midst.
Just then, one of Major Makejodumi’s guards, who had been standing discreetly at the entrance, received a call. His eyes widened as he turned to the Major and announced in disbelief, “Oga! Him don stand up! Dem say your guy don wake up and dey talk normal now!”
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NB: This retelling is inspired by the biblical account of the Roman centurion who asked Jesus to heal his servant (Matthew 8:5–13, Luke 7:1–10). In the original story, the centurion displayed an extraordinary understanding of authority and faith, believing that Jesus’ word alone could bring healing. Jesus, Amala and a Miracle in Amala Skye reimagines this moment within a modern-day Nigerian context—placing faith, power, and quiet conviction at the heart of a bustling canteen in Bodija, Ibadan. It’s a reminder that sacred encounters can happen in the most ordinary places.
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