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I do not care whatever regime or administration or government or institution or any principality/principalities or ordinances or decrees
Or oaths or spiritual strongholds or demonic manipulations or witchcraft or sickness be it cancer, fibroids, insanity (be it lineage or afflicted), I do not care not acknowledge it/them.
Be it cyst or blockage of the Fallopian tubes or low sperm count or no womb/wombs.
I don’t even care if you lost your womb by the errors of the past or be it you’re bedridden or on a wheelchair or crutches or hypertension or stroke or glaucoma.
I declare that JESUS is Lord and is willing to heal because when He was on earth, He healed ALL!
Jesus is Lord!
Jesus is Lord!!
Jesus is Lord!!!
There is nothing and no one who is, is and to come that is greater than JESUS!
Watching him bounce on his feet was something else. For the inexperienced eyes, it looked like he was showing off but for us, this meant he never skipped leg day.
His Uncle, Mr. Ibezimakor had began to train him since he moved to Lagos 4 months earlier.
The day he came in, he went straight to him and told him - I want to be a boxer like you and I want you to train me.
I’ll give my all and I’ll make you proud.
Whatever you demand, I’ll give until I have nothing else.
His uncle saw his look and said “Yes, I’ll train you.”
It felt like they all heard that voice that called “Ibukun”.
“When He called my name, all I knew was that everything stopped: the thoughts of suicide, the fear, the anger, the rage, the guilt, the condemnation, everything stopped.”
“Ikenna! Ah ahn?! The way you mentioned the fact that killers came to your house and you hid behind your wife and no one saw both of you is too flippant.” Gozie interrupted.
“These things don’t just happen” continued Gozie “because this isn’t ordinary.
Whilst Gozie was trying to articulate his thought and do what men know how to do - explaining everything away with logic, Laraba was looking intently at Ibukun.
In that look an unspoken conversation ensued and with each look, Laraba realized…
… what was dwelling inside Ibukun wasn’t old but ancient yet familiar and that was for lack of a better word.
She knew that Ibukun had indeed encountered a superior being which she has heard from certain clerics in her hometown.