When the Jascon-4 oil tug sank in the darkness of the Atlantic, the ocean claimed twelve souls — but one man refused to let it take his. 💔🌊 Harrison Okene, a humble cook with an unshakable faith, found himself entombed in a steel coffin beneath 30 meters of crushing pressure. The sea was silent, save for the echoes of the dead and the creaks of twisted metal. 💀🌑

For three days, he sat waist-deep in freezing water, clinging to a flicker of air and to his Bible verses whispered through trembling lips. 🙏 Each minute was a battle against fear, hunger, and the slow suffocation of hope. Yet somehow, his heart kept beating — steady, defiant, alive. 💫

Then, on the third day, as rescue divers searched the wreck, a cold hand reached from the shadows — not of a ghost, but of a survivor. 🤲 The diver’s shock turned to awe, and in that moment, the sea released its miracle. 🌈💧

When Harrison finally emerged into the light, wrapped in trembling hands and tears, he said only one thing: “I was never alone. God was there with me.” 🕊️💖

His story isn’t just about survival — it’s about the strength of faith when the world above forgets you, and the power of hope when even the ocean itself tries to swallow it whole. 🌊✨