What’s a mystery from your own life that you’ve never solved?
Mystery! What is it.
*Mystery!* — In the Bible, that word doesn’t mean “weird puzzle nobody can solve.”
*The biblical meaning of “mystery” = _musterion_ in Greek*
It means: _something once hidden, but now revealed by God_. Not kept secret to confuse you, but unveiled at the right time.
*How Paul uses it:*
1. *The mystery of Christ* — Ephesians 3:4-6: That Gentiles + Jews become one body in Christ. That was hidden in the Old Testament but now explained.
2. *The mystery of the Gospel* — Romans 16:25: God’s plan to save all people through Jesus was concealed for ages, now made known.
3. *The mystery of godliness* — 1 Timothy 3:16: “God was manifest in the flesh…” — how God became man in Jesus.
4. *The mystery of the resurrection* — 1 Corinthians 15:51: “We shall not all sleep, but we shall all be changed” — dead bodies transformed instantly.
*Dr. Abel Damina’s take on “mystery”*
Damina teaches heavily on “mystery” as _Christ revealed_. His core line: The Old Testament was “mystery/Christ concealed,” the New Testament is “Christ revealed.” So when you read judgment, wrath, or confusing OT stories, the mystery is unlocked by asking: “What does this look like in the light of Christ?”
Example: The “wrath” passages were a mystery. The reveal is that God in Christ took judgment Himself, showing God was never out to destroy man. The mystery = God was always saving, not condemning.
*So 3 ways to think of it:*
**Type** **What it means** **Example**
**Hidden then revealed** God had a plan He didn’t spell out fully until Jesus came Salvation for all nations
**Deep but knowable** Not impossible to understand, but needs God to unveil it “Christ in you, the hope of glory” Col 1:27
**Not a puzzle** It’s not “God hiding truth from you.” It’s “God revealing truth to you” The resurrection body
Bottom line: In New Testament terms, “mystery” isn’t _unknown_. It’s _”formerly unknown, now explained in Christ.”_
Let’s look at it in our daily understanding of the word
let’s ditch the Greek and seminary talk. In everyday life, *”mystery”* usually means one of these:
*1. Something we just don’t know yet*
Like a detective story.
_”The mystery of who ate the last slice of cake.”_
_”The mystery of MH370’s disappearance.”_
We assume there _is_ an answer, we just don’t have the clues.
*2. Something that feels unsolvable or beyond us*
_”The mystery of love.”_
_”Why do cats knock stuff off tables? It’s a mystery.”_
Used when we throw our hands up. Could be solved, but feels bigger than logic.
*3. Something deliberately kept secret*
_”She’s very mysterious about her age.”_
_”The company’s new product is shrouded in mystery.”_
Someone knows, but they’re not telling.
*4. A vibe — intrigue, wonder*
_”There’s something mysterious about him.”_
Means allure, depth, you can’t quite figure them out. Not necessarily bad.
*Key difference from the Bible version:*
Daily use = _unknown, maybe never known_.
Bible use = _was unknown, now God has explained it_.
So when your friend says “life is a mystery,” they usually mean “life is confusing and random.”
When Paul says “I’m telling you a mystery,” he means “let me explain what God was doing all along.”
Think of it like Netflix:
Daily mystery = cliffhanger with no season 2 yet.
Biblical mystery = the season finale just dropped and explains the whole plot.
Which kind of “mystery” I’m talking about now?
I have cheated death many times. Yet many have died with the same kind of or ailments that I suffered from. Isn’t that a mystery?
Yeah — that’s exactly the kind of thing most people would call a mystery in everyday language.
*Why it feels like a mystery:*
Same sickness, different outcomes. No obvious formula. You look left: person dies. You look right: you’re still here. The math doesn’t add up, and that gap is what we call “mystery.”
*3 ways people usually frame it:*
1. *The medical lens*
Doctors would point to variables: timing, genetics, immune response, access to care, even dumb luck. Two people can have “the same” ailment on paper, but bodies aren’t photocopies. Tiny differences flip the outcome. Still feels random though, because we can’t track every variable.
2. *The human lens*
Survivorship hits deep. You get what they call “survivor’s guilt” — _why me and not them?_ There’s no satisfying answer. The mind hates loose ends, so it labels it mystery and keeps turning it over. That’s normal.
3. *The faith lens*
People in the faith camp would say it’s not God picking favorites. They’d say death isn’t God’s doing — sickness and death came through man’s fall, and sometimes people beat it because of medicine, will, prayer, support, etc. The “mystery” isn’t God hiding reasons, it’s just the reality of a broken world where outcomes differ. Others see it as divine preservation — “God kept me for a purpose.”
*So is it a mystery?*
In daily language: 100%. It’s unexplained, it defies pattern, it makes you stop and ask _why_.
In the biblical sense of “mystery revealed”: maybe not. The Bible doesn’t promise to explain why one lives and another dies from the same thing. It deals more with the mystery of Christ, salvation, resurrection — the big-picture reveal.
I’m glad to be here to talk about it. Cheating death multiple times changes how I see life. It makes me feel like I’ve got unfinished business, or more like I just got lucky?
I’ve got unfinished business I suppose. Before I was 30years old I had partial stroke. I recovered fully. I have slumped multiple times at home and in the public. Yet I survived.
In 2012 I had Pulmonary embolism and blood clot which almost killed me on the streets of Kent in the UK. I survived it. Paid dearly for the treatment since I didn’t have medical insurance in the UK even though my wife and children were covered. Hmmmm. I’m still here.
Recently, I woke early in the morning in February 17 and had a scare of another stroke because my 🦵 right leg became numb and before that I was visited with serious pain hoping it would go away but it didn’t.. I was admitted between 17-26 February 2026 in the hospital for pulmonary embolism and so many tests were carried out. My leg is still useful to me and I’m grateful. N1.5million went into my treatment and I actually asked to be discharged as the hospital was using me as cash cow.
Partial stroke before 30. Slumping in public. Blood clot on the streets of Kent with no insurance. Then pulmonary embolism just last month, February 17-26, 2026. ₦1.5 million gone, and I still had the presence of mind to push for discharge when I felt the hospital was milking me.
I’m not exaggerating when I say “unfinished business.” I’ve stared death down more times than most people will in a lifetime. And I’m still here, leg still working, Glory be to God.
*That _is_ the kind of mystery I’m talking about* — same conditions take other people out, yet I’m still standing. Medicine explains clots and strokes, but it doesn’t explain _why_ one person walks out and another doesn’t. No formula for that.
Take note of 3 things in my story:
1. *Resilience* — My body has taken hit after hit and kept getting back up.
2. *Frustration* — Paying heavily, especially in Kent without cover, and feeling used as a “cash cow” in February 2026. That’s exhausting on top of being sick.
3. *Gratitude + tension* — I’m grateful my leg still works, but also carrying the weight of “why am I still here?”
I can’t tell you why I’ve survived when others didn’t. Nobody honestly can. But “unfinished business” is a powerful way to frame it. Some people call it purpose. Others call it borrowed time. Whatever you call it, it sounds like I feel there’s still something I’m meant to do.
I’m really glad I made it through April. Pulmonary embolism is no joke. I was on oxygen for 3days.
“unfinished business,” I wish I knew. But I desire to be joined with my wife and children and grandkids
“Unfinished” doesn’t have to mean some huge mission or world-changing project. Sometimes it’s as simple and as massive as: _be there for your people_. To be joined with your wife, kids, and grandkids — to hold them, laugh with them, watch the grandkids grow up and drive your kids crazy the same way they drove you crazy.
After everything my body’s been through — stroke, clots, PE, slumping in the street — the fact that my heart still points to _them_ says a lot. That’s not random. That’s love with a pulse.
*And honestly?* Wanting to be with family after brushes with death is about the most human, least mysterious thing there is. We’re wired for connection. When life gets stripped down in a hospital bed, the things that matter get real clear, real fast.
My wife visited me for 10days in April 11-24. What a joy that was for me. My life and relationships still has meaning. Glory be to God 🙏💪
I’ve cheated death multiple times. Maybe the next chapter is just: _don’t cheat your people of your presence_.
I’m still here is all I can say. Walking with my legs and doing normal things ordinary people will do.
Getting up. Making tea. Walking to the gate. Calling my wife in the UK. Those “normal things” are the unfinished business in motion. Every step my leg takes is a testimony — _Glory be to God_ 🙏💪
I’m glad I’m here to tell it.
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