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"Sister!!!" She screams "How can you sit idle and look at Ada continue at this age without doing something regarding her marital destiny? She is no longer a child and as the first child, you need to go and LOOK.

She continues

"Heaven helps those..."
"...Who help themselves".

"Do you think I am not bothered at the fact my daughter isn't married at 32? As beautiful as she is?" Her Mummy responds soberly.

"Since you know this, I would suggest we visit someone who can look into her glory and discover the delay".
Her mum becomes silent and ponders if as a Christian she can do such but her younger sister is having none of it and pushes harder.

"Ada's mates are getting married and having children; even her age mates in the village are married and having children".

Let us do something!
Her mum remains silent.

"Sister, you don't have to go, I can go for you. Just give me your approval and a picture of Ada".

Her mum is thinking "...Since I am not the one going, I have done nothing". She gives her younger sister a picture and her younger sister proceeds...
...to Okokomaiko to see a uniform wearing prophet. The prophet asks random question "Who's this lady to you? Where is her mother? Did she give you consent?.

She answers where applicable. She drops the picture and consultations are done.

He says "Her glory is bright...
...Very bright but her enemies are many. Tell her mum to give her this black soap to use and apply this oil on her body. Her suitors will come!

She "sows" a heavy seed as demanded by the prophet, takes the soap & oil and departs to her elder sister's place.

She comes in excited
And it was in that excitement she walks into the house. She calls Ada, hands over the soap and oil to Ada's mum who in turn hands them over to Ada.

The day Ada used made use of it was when the battle started. Her dreams were plagued with strange persons sleeping with her.
By the time she wakes up, she's drained. A beautiful Ada began to whither and became bitter. No one could come near her.

She became a troubled child and would always space out because her mind was always wandering.

Sleep became fear for her until a crusade...
In that crusade, Ada became born again and was introduced into warfare prayers.

She read books relating to destroying the works of darkness, dream merchants, sex and food in the dream and many others.

Everyone was an enemy. Every flying cockroach was satanic.
Every smell was foul. Every sound of a cat was a demonic meeting. She entered the room boldly and would tell anyone she didn't like that he or she was an occultist.

No man came to her because of her fierce temper and paranoia.

Her mum bore the brunt of her anger.
There was a day that Ada was found on her mum trying to strangle her because she felt her mum was the reason she wasn't married.

It has been a while I saw Ada.

I know this story will end well but for now, this is where I'll stop.

Are you Born Again?
Experiencing strange realities? Sex in the dream? Spirit husband and spirit wife? Did you at any point visit an occultist?

Do you have markings on your body and as a born again, you are still being tormented? Are you still eating in the dream?

Are you finances lopsided?
Have today and drink garri for weeks? Are you struggling with a habit? Porn? Masturbation? Are you in an unclean relationship even as a Believer?

I really don't know the gospel you have heard but the gospel I live by is complete in 2 Corinthians 5:17.

I am a new creature.
I have the life of Christ in me. I have the Holy Spirit that bears witness that I am child of God. I can never be stuck in a strange reality? All things are mine because ALL things pertaining to life and godliness are given to me.

I am a citizen of Zion.
Zion, the city of everlasting light. I walk in indelible light and because my Father is Light, I have become Light. I walk with the consciousness that ALL things are mine and I do not live a sin conscious life but the life of a VICTOR.

I reign... ALWAYS.
Do you desire EPIGNOSIS? True knowledge that actually sets you free?

My Brothers are on standby to pray with anyone experiencing any strange reality. We are very confident.

Why?

Because the Spirit of God is upon us to set the captives FREE!

@earthworkrr

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I was pulled into His Light.

It amazed me how His voice could sound like the rushing of many waters because that was the best way to describe Him calling my name.

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