Many years ago, I was diagnosed of a heart condition. There's never been any history of heart conditions in the family as a whole.
I battled with depression for a long time and I remember how I would wake at the slightest sound at exactly 11:00PM everyday.
When it felt like my heart would give way, a friend of mine invited me to an RCCG church in January of 2011.
He didn't know I was sick and I didn't understand that the heart condition was actually an affliction.
So I went to church and I loved church.
My Pastor's wife clearly operated in the Prophetic. Her tongues were something else and her interpretation of tongues was deep.
Pastor had the gift of Faith hence I saw him speak things to life.
He would always say "I serve God and I'll never be stranded".
It was wonderful.
A Prophetess married to a Teacher.
One day, there was to be a communion service in church. I was still living a life of appearances but I didn't fool anyone.
I wore my best Hausa guinea with fine embroidery and went to church.
After the Communion was served, anointing started.
Everyone was to queue and be anointed by the Pastor, Assistant Pastor, A Deacon and His Wife.
It was natural for people to flow towards Pastor but as I was walking towards the Pastor, I felt a hand gently guide me towards Pastor's wife.
She was clearly connected.
She was about to lay hands on me when I grabbed her hands and laid it on my heart...lol.
And then it happened.
I experienced my first vision. I saw another form of me dressed in the same way, leaving my body with tremendous force and hit the wall behind me and shattered.
I knew, then and then that I was healed and whole.
I opened my eyes and everything was clear. No blurry images, no stooped frame, no feeling of carrying water in my heart.
I was healed.
It was there I swore to live a supernatural life no matter what.
I was thirsty.
I removed from my mind the thought that healing only came through "An Anointed" and I sought power.
When I received the Baptism of the Holy Spirit in 2012, my life was never the same again.
I believe so much in the power of God and more so in this dispensation.
This dispensation where people are seeking for power in strange places and making blood oaths and covenant in strange places.
I have seen these powers of men fail over and over and I seen the power of God make an open show of them.d
In August, while we had our Battle Axe intercessory prayers, the Lord impressed upon me to start a programme called "POWER NIGHT".
He has told me it would be a night or miracles, healings and deliverances.
This programme is strictly online for now.
We would be streaming across Instagram and Youtube.
Growing up, I was among those who criticised the Pentecostal movement. I was a Catholic but I didn't enjoy it much.
I felt everything was too organised and the rebel in me protested it.
I remember watching "Atmosphere for Miracles" and would talk...
Who is this man? All these fancy suits he is wearing? Why is he waving his hand and people are falling? Nigerians have started playing Hollywood with God in church.
What of "Insight for Living"? I didn't spare him as well. Oh! I said a lot and I relished it.
Miracles were lies!
The theatrics of men. There were some Hollywood movies back then that showed us the tricks of such men.
When there was anything bad spoken about a pentecostal Pastor, I was the first to talk about it.
Every now and then, we get to a phase where we are discouraged and find it difficult to pray because of delayed expectations that have made our hearts tender.
This is where we come in as Fierce Intercessors!
God knows we will never be silent, Never!
Today, we would be stirring the hearts of many and praying for anyone who is discouraged or burdened or even distressed. Do you know someone that needs a prayer revival?
The depressed, burdened, overwhelmed, suicidal, mental health issues will be dealt with starting today!
Invite them and assure them that God desires them to prosper in ALL things just as their soul prospers.
The time remains 10:00PM
Please use the link below to join: t.me/TEAMiBattleAxe
The purpose of this group is to stand in guard for any ALONE!
She had gotten into serious debt. No one knew how bad it was except her.
She never wanted things to go the way they went yet they did and it felt like everything was against her.
The people she owed weren't taking it easy as they called her names and labeled her.
She would wake up at night with anxiety wrapped around her like a blanket and the bile words from those she owed like the cathedral bells in St. Petersburg.
"Debtor"
"Onigbese"
"God punish you"
It was silent to all but a clashing cymbal to her being.
This wasn't a case of I borrowed from Peter to pay Paul - that was out of it.
What she needed was divine intervention. She needed a miracle and she knew where she could get it but before she could take that step, a friend gave her an advice.
I had to make a detour at Ikeja and as I was about leaving, it started to rain.
I booked an Uber and after 16 minutes, the driver arrived. If you walk in the supernatural consistently, one thing you'd notice is sensitivity to the atmosphere.
Immediately I stepped into the car I looked at the driver and he looked at me and we both started laughing.
He was playing a song by Spinach and the car was charged because he was clearly speaking in tongues before he got to me.
We didn't say much but just spoke in tongues.
My destination wasn't far but those few moments were precious to myself and definitely him.
There may be chaos in this earthly realm but know that we are many who are bearing this torch of the Gospel with pride and as a badge of honor.W