I RAN ABROAD BECAUSE OF WITCHES, NOW THEY LIVE IN MY ROOM.

This story might be one of those stories that are hard to believe,but beloved its the truth and it happened. You see the devil hates humanity with great passion,so it doesn't matter either one is born-again or not. I implore you by the mercies of God,share this story to our brothers and sisters and you will be greatly blessed. I will call the brother W. he is a Nigerian , he got a visa to Germany and when he got there decided to look for greener pastures,funny enough he only saw snow. He had to fix his papers and the only option was to get a white woman. At this junction I want to sign a caution to our brothers and sisters that don't genuinely love,but get married for immigration status. God is no respecter of persons,if a person loves you with his/her heart and you use him /her and then dump,God will punish you no matter what color they are. Anyway brother W. met a lady and moved in with her and he was happy. He was so glad he was away from the problems of his family,he was glad he was away from the witches in the village,finally he was safe or so he thought. His new woman was very generous being a German,she Had a job and supported him all the way. She told him she was into yoga and the sorts. Of course yoga looks innocent,but its not. Its satanic and its a snake demon coiling inside of people that practice it. Anyway this lady would levitate to the ceiling of their room every night and when she finally comes down from floating in the air,she would demand for sex. He always obliges her,and never even ask her how she does the floating thing. It went on and on for a long time,he Had his Papers sorted and everything was good. One day she floated to the ceiling again and after she "landed" asked for sex and he refused. He said he was tired of her "floating" ways and it didn't feel right anymore. She asked him if he was joking but he replied by saying no and that until she stops floating no more sex. She became furious and told him this" who do you think you are,all the witches from your village(he told her Benin,but she mentioned the small village he came from) comes to me to get power,I will teach you a lesson you will never forget. He didn't care, he packed his things and moved out,then the real horror began. He began to hear reggae music,at first he thought, who is playing Bob Marley and Peter Tosh this loud? He asked his friend if he heard the loud reggae music, the friend said no,at work he heard it so loudly and he complained and his boss asked him if he Had fever or something. Honestly this part made me laugh hysterically but it isn't a laughing matter. It got worse,he then realised that reggae music was coming from within him,he Had a spiritual cd player that was going to torment him to death with reggae music. He felt he was losing his mind,he couldn't stop singing reggae music,He heard all the songs from different artists 24/7 but he was the only one that heard the songs. He knew he was in trouble,the lady knew his village and all the witches he was running from. Have we forgotten when the bible says that there is no distance in the realm of the spirit? Do we think its a joke? No where is safe except under the wings of Jesus Christ. He put a call across to his sister in the United states ;he asked him to come over,he flew to New-York where a respected Nigerian minister was holding a deliverance service. He was blessed enough to see him,in Nigeria that might not be possible. He narrated his story and the man of God was led to pray for him and instantly the music stopped. It was revealed to him that his lady/wife was a top satanic or devil's bride. He gave his life and was told everything is well. His sister told him to return to Germany ;he said for where? Meaning not in this world;if its you will you return? Some of us served God properly in Africa,when we get abroad we become prodigal sons and daughters of God. Be careful who you share your bed with, those that are led by the spirit of God,they are the sons/daughters of God. Being abroad,changing cities or homes doesn't always change spiritual strongholds, only Jesus does! . Share this story and you will be greatly blessed.Do have a great day! Shalom, Sista Bola.

THE LORD STILL ANSWERS BY FIRE!

When many people tell stories of the faithfulness of God,times to the ordinary mind, it looks stupid or fake. This is a true story of a family I know very well. This family moved to Europe and when they got here,things were not as they have envisaged,it was tough and they began to live from one room to another.They were pushed out almost every month because they didn't have their permits and the visa they had had expired. They were trusting GOD but it was getting really difficult because the kids couldn't go to school and the job they got they weren't getting paid for it. As soon as the boss or the owner of the job found out they had no permit, he or she will refuse to pay.It was very hard but as Christians they held on to the faithfulness of God. The little money they had finished and they were paying their rent from their bank account in Africa. Imagine that! Paying Europe rent from Africa. They had no choice,they thought of going back but they were sure that God wanted them in Europe and He promised to make a way. They got another room and everything seems fine until the Naija guy that ownes the flat started demanding that the pay 3months in advance. 3months? There was no way they could come up with such money because they just paid him 2months in advance from their account. The owner of the flat is someone I know and his name is a day of the week,when Christians go and worship God. He insisted that its either they pay or leave,they had 2 very young children at that time they were both under 3years. They begged him to please give them more time but he said no. So one day they were trying to cook food and he came and turned off the switch to the electric stove and he removed the fuse.The children were hungry and they were crying. You see God is a divine planner,few days before that, someone threw away an old barbecue stove and they picked it and joked that when will they ever use it,its those type that uses charcoal.As soon as he switched off the stove,they went to him telling him that they think there was something wrong with the electricity ;he answered very abrasive,"nothing is wrong I switched it off". "Please let us make food for the children",they pleaded with him but he said no. They went into their room and shed tears and went on their knees and called God to see their situation and do something. They went to the nearby store to buy charcoal,they went out into the yard and cooked and they remember the neighbours wondering why they were cooking on a barbecue stove,. They ate and stayed in their room,then later in the day the owner of the flat wanted to cook,as soon as he put his food on the stove power was taken. He thought it was a burnt fuse or something,he changed the fuse,no power,then he went to check with his neighbour,no power,after an hour, it was announced that the whole town in Stockholm, called Tensta had a power cut and the engineers have tried to locate the problems but couldn't find any. This is the part that I speak in tongues because of the awesomeness of God. This is the part that I get more afraid of God. Swedish engineers are one of the best in the world but they couldn't find the fault,there was no storm no rain but God decided that if His children had no electricity then nobody should have.It was announced that there would be no electricity for 3 days,our brother panicked, he called his elder brother and said, what type of people are living in my flat? I heard them praying to God to do something,after I removed the switch and the whole town lost power.What will happen if I ask them for the advance payment? I am so scared,as he was on the phone the family heard the conversation and even became more afraid of God. He came to them,days after power was restored and told them that they can stay a month rent-free but that he needed the room after that because his brother will be coming over. It was a lie, he was just too scared to let them live in his flat. Its being years now,this family is doing very well in fact we can say they are Europeans citizens now and everything is just wonderful! God can fight for you,never try to fight your battles yourself. He says vengeance is mine,;I will repay! He is a GOD that truly answers by fire and also The God of the universe. Nothing is too hard for HIM. What are you going thru? Relax Jesus is in control and at the same time in charge. Thank you for reading to the end, please help click on some of the adverts on this page from our sponsors. God bless you. Shalom, Sista Bola.

WHY IS IT EASIER TO COMPLAIN THAN TO PRAY?

The bible says pray without ceasing. The world isn't fair and most times we find ourselves swimming in the tides of life. No matter who you are,one time or the other,you will find yourself in a difficult situation,a situation that needs a supernatural approach ;then why don't we just simply pray? Why do we go on and on about God not helping us or why this should happen to us? Jesus Christ our Lord and the author and the finisher of our faith,withdrew himself from time to time to talk to HIS father in heaven. He knew there was a supernatural power that needed to be tapped from heaven. We need everything right but complain all the time. We need an answer but most times we grumble. Is IT our inability to trust God enough? Or man's desire to express his "will" ? Its very easy for us to "disown" "God " with our utterances at every disappointment but HE never leaves us nor forsake us. Its easy to count our losses but never thank God enough for our blessings. The devil loves it when we fail,he rejoices when we complains,he accuses us when we falter. Let's ask for the grace to communicate with the Lord more. The grace to talk to our father more. When it's hurting,let's find succour in HIM, when everything is going smoothly let's bask in HIM. Banish complain and murmuring from your life. When you think that you can pray,just imagine talking to your dear earthly father. He listens and hugs you. Jesus is ready to give us real joy and peace. Are we ready to receive it? The next time devil whispers "complain" into your ears,shut him up with "praise"! God bless you all. Shalom, Sista Bola.

MY FRIEND LOVES TO HATE ME!

This is a true story,with permission from my dear mum. My mum grew up in Lagos. She attended Ireti girls and Aunty Ayo secondary school both in Ikoyi Lagos in the 60s. One thing I notice is that she tends to remember most of the ladies they grew up together and before she became born-again they attended the Lagos owanbe (society )parties together especially the ones where the popular musician Ebenezar Obey was playing· Something happened to my mum when she gave her life;she didn't just give her life because she wanted,no! there was problems in her marriage to my dad and she had to call on Jesus to save her marriage from hawks. During the brief separation from my dad,one of her old friends told her to come stay with her,because all her children were grown and they were all out of the house;she also said it would be an avenue for fresh air for my mum because at that time my younger siblings were all in boarding schools and I was doing my industrial attachment. Mum took the offer and decided to move in with her friend. Old friends began to show up but the difference this time was when they spoke about buying the latest shoes and laces and attending one party after the other,mum spoke about the Holy Ghost service or one church service. Even before mum really gave her life,she had been a passive Christian, even though she was raised by Christians most people on her father's side were Muslims.They were all sent on pilgrimage to Mecca as. young adults except for my mum,who ran to her aunt home for days claiming she knew she wasn't suppose to go. My mum was so grateful that she had a friend from childhood who really cared about her,all her friends would come to the house and they would talk and laugh about growing up in Lagos, when surulere was considered new Lagos and Ikeja was a village. They all had businesses in Lagos that was well run by people,so most of these women could afford to go to parties from Monday to Sunday. My mum began to feel uncomfortable,these women spoke of the need to fortify one's self. My mum would talk about Jesus as the only security and they would all burst out laughing. My mum now identified one of them as a Christian, a descendant of a former king of Lagos. She began to spend more time with her because they had more in common and they both loved Jesus. The woman that invited my mum to her house was upset because mummy refused her help to go and seek help with spiritualists or herbalists,but my mum never knew that. After few months mummy felt it was time to go back to her home because she felt now secured in Christ. Then the problems started! Her friend became angry for no reason and my mum couldn't put her fingers on the issue. One afternoon my mum was sleeping and she was fast asleep,she was in a vision that was clear as a television show. She saw her friend open her bag and pick a charm and spoke into it,but as soon as she wanted to touch her head with the charm in her vision,she heard a painless slap on her and she turned only for the thing in her friend's hand to drop to the floor,it was a charm, the same charm she just saw in her vision. She told her friend to pick it up and my mum picked her bag and went out. My mum now understood that her friend has now turned into a foe,but why? The bible says we aren't wrestling against flesh and blood but against spiritual wickedness in high places. This woman according to my mum in one conversation and confessed to being a "good" witch. What is good about being a witch? mummy ran to her other friend's home,the princess. She told her that she wanted to go back home or better she still has her old apartment empty. They prayed together and you know what,I Sista Bola walked in. My mum had earlier lend her cousin's children some jewelry to use for their mum's burial.?It was just returned and it was in My bag. The maid was sent out on an errand and the next thing we heard was everybody on the floor or you will get killed. They were harmed to the teeth,they were armed robbers. They ransacked everywhere, trust Lagos women my mum's friend had a lot of gold but the sickening thing was that they keep insisting to kill my mum. They were not sent assailants but it was more of a spiritual thing. The owner of the house,mum's friend had her picture everywhere on the wall but for some strange reasons they kept seeing my mum in the pictures and insisted that she was telling lies of not being the owner of the house. I began to speak in tongues, I promised God to be good forever if He spared my mum,so I just got the courage to speak up. I said please don't kill my mum,I have more gold in My bag and you can have the 12 bangles I have on,I was wearing a kaftan they must have missed it. They didn't beat nor rape anyone but there was something mysterious about killing my mum. They said even though you are the owner of this home and your pictures are everywhere,you are saved today. They left,they police came and we were all in shock. Princess asked my mum,why do they keep insisting that you were the one in the pictures? She said she had no idea. Mummy knew it was time to go back home,i followed her back to her friend's home,let me call her Hajia,my mum said,Ore we were just robbed;without any sign of surprise or shock in her face she replied " I know,I saw it all,but I still don't know why you weren't killed" Its more than 20 years now but I remember just like yesterday. The statement shocked me,my mum didn't say a word but she knew that was the last time, she would ever sleep or visit there. Now friends are good and can be better than siblings a times;but the heart of man is desperately wicked,beloved the devil can use anyone against you. The only true friend is Jesus. Are you shocked? Don't be! Parents killing their children for wealth,spouses betraying one another. The devil is real but we are more than conquerors in Christ Jesus. Be vigilant, ask for the spirit of discernment and God bless you. Thanks to my mum for this piece,I just hope I did justice to it the way she would. She will read it later and I would tell her to comment. Total friendship can only be found in Jesus. Are you born-again? Shalom, Sista Bola.

YOU ARE JUST HIS FRIEND SO PLEASE MIND YOUR BUSINESS! Part 2

I guess you are all dying to know what happened after. As I told you earlier I wanted this "Mr, a man must not allow his wife to be what God has created her to be". to learn a good lesson.I know he wanted his documents signed so I told my hubby,it would be signed but he would have to cost him.My hubby was very curious to know my plans. I went to the man at this office,who happens to be related to my mum, I told him my experiences with my hubby's friend and made him promise to sign the documents. I told my hubby to tell him to take the documents there,when he got there he asked to see the MD, they told him to sit, he sat for over an hour,my relative called me on phone,I told him I will be there in an hour.Mind you that was the last day to have the documents signed. I arrived ,exchanged plesantries with the secretary when I heard someone say madame good afternoon.Good day sir,I replied!,How is madame and the kids? I left briskly to the MD,office.After 30 minutes, I was about to leave, as soon as I closed the door behind me,He rose to his feet ,he looked tired and worried.He said madame I have been waiting to see the MD for such long hours, I replied, why didnt you tell me,let me go back inside and talk to him for you. I went inside,after 5 minutes I was out and he was called in.My relative the MD started by saying "oh you must really be a very nice person,she has told me about you,how nice you have been to her and how much you love women to succeed.I love to meet men like that,they are worthy of honour and respect" He signed the documents for him, believe you me.I am sure he died  to all his chauvinistic tendencies that day! He broke out in sweat and with shaky hands, he said thank you. He did not say much,he was too ashamed to say anything.His thoughts must have been "this is a woman I have always tried to bring down with my ultterances,yet she helped in the most profound way".As he was about to close the door the MD put the final nail to the coffin he said" By the way my wife is the CEO of xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx bank, incase you need a loan to facilitate your project, just keep me posted,she might be able to help". I could not see the look on his face,but his body language showed that he was enveloped in remorse.5 minutes after he left, I thanked my relative and left. I was proud of myself. proud of the wisdom I employed.I didnt see our "friend" for months, We decided to visit his family and I immediately noticed a different atmosphere.He started by saying how more women are needed in nation building,how wives should be allowed to follow their dreams etc.His wife told me we should leave the boys alone and go upstairs to talk about the latest fashion.It was just a ploy for us to be alone.She told me,how are husband changed after he got his documents and wanted to know what I did.I told her that was my secret.As we drove out from their home, I felt like a winner,not just for myself but for every woman, that has been looked down upon, just for what sex God created them to be, just for what they have in between their legs!God loves women, and He created  us to be unique! Shalom, Sista Bola.

YOU ARE JUST HIS FRIEND SO PLEASE MIND YOUR BUSINESS! Part 1

I promised you 2 stories yesterday;here comes number 2. I knew I had to do it because a man/woman is imprisoned by the word of his/her mouth. This is a story I wrote last year but its still relevant to our theme of, say no to any type of abuse.My prayers is that the players in this story would not read this because if they do,my hubby will be shouting my name;Bolatito! .Now I want to bring you another scenerio,the scenerio of the obnoxious friend, i.e hubby,s friend. We ladies dont really have that problem because if We have friends  getting on Our nerves,We quickly bring them to order or as most ladies do discard them.Believe me I dont fall into the category of the discarders{ I know there is no word like that but it just sounds rights!}Now back to my point, I know for married Sisters,there has always been this friend of your hubby that just does not like you,cant stand your guts,hates your passion and probably jealous of your beauty!OOPS! I said it,no I didnt say his wife wasnt good looking, You said it!Anyway there is this friend of his,who would always complain indirectly of how much of the liberty my hubby has given me. He will always find a way to fuse a topic on how a man should be in control at all times in any discussion, when I am around.Whenever we visit their lovely home and his wife would say things like, "oh! I heard you just came back from so so and so business trip,I wish I could have the strength to do so".I always smile,because the next thing Mr Chauvinist would say it "Sweetheart,thank God you dont have the strength for such things,you are so good around the house".I know this woman was dying inside,lovely home yes! Something was missing,she had no freedom.She would come to me in private and say,"I admire You, You are much more younger than I am ,but I respect You".I knew My husband saw all these, but he hardly contributes to the discussions,the only thing he says over and over is"My mama is very unique,you cant find any other woman like her,and after every visit to their home,He would say "Mama you are the best woman,I could not has wished for anyone better". I love you and I am proud of you!I made up my mind to get back at this man,but how? My opportunity came!He needed to get some papers signed at an office,he needed the contacts badly,guess who knew the man in charge? Me! I could have just called or sent him with a note ,no I didnt! I wanted him to pay,I wanted him off my back  for good.You are a vicar! Are you not suppose to be forgiving? Yes you are right! Yet the bible says in 1Cor 1:19" I will destroy the wisdom of the wise; the intelligence of the intelligent I will frustrate". I wanted this man off my back for good,I wanted him off my case.I wanted him to respect women. I needed to teach him a good lesson.[CONCLUDING PART LATER,DID YOU EXPECT ME TO GIVE YOU ALL THE JUICY STORY IN ONE GO?}

Shalom, Sista Bola.

YOU CAN'T BE A FAITHFUL WIFE FROM THE GRAVE!

Pardon me beloved,I am a bit upset this morning because of something that isn't any business of mine. Yes I don't know the person involved but usually this kind of issue becomes everybody's issues,as soon as there is death involved. Its a case of wife battering. I preached in church last Sunday,and I spoke about domestic abuse,when I said if your husband beats you please let us know,people kept a straight face but when I said if your wife beats you let us know,the congregation burst out laughing. It was a joke to them,a wife beat her husband? no way! but its a normal thing for a husband to beat his wife until she goes into coma. Honestly yesterday I wanted to keep quiet on this lady that has been beaten,maybe countless times and her family reacted, not by beating the man o,but by sending him a stinking text message. He was angry and "banned" her from seeing them especially her sister. I read somewhere that victims after being with their abusers for a long period of time,tend to have empathy for them. Honestly I don't really care about these men;they don't have dignity and I believe most of them need help,because if we find out they have gone thru a kind of abuse that they are trying to hide by bullying or beating their wives. I am talking to you sister Susan,Sista Bisi and malama Binta,Ekaete and Uche you too are included, you need to wake up and break yourself from this constant boxing match,where you are constantly knocked out flat in the first round. Deaths of women everywhere,caused by a men that pledged to stand by them and cherish them till death,the only difference is that the death part came first before the cherishing. The first thing I asked before I counsel a women or man is;does your spouse beat you? how frequently? I got a message from a woman,she told me "he beats me often and never takes care of the home and I go to cook but he ignores me and makes me pay". Prayers is so good and I am for it 100% but you don't pray that a mad man leaves you alone ;you run!!! Why are women so afraid to leave terrible men,I mean separate from them,find a safe haven? I don't want you to think am an advocate of divorce no,I am pro family 100% but one of my aunt was a victim,she died and never came back,isn't that a loss to us? Why are women so afraid of leaving the tag of Mr&;Mrs behind? These men have so much brainwashed these women or abused them to a point that the think they deserve the beating. They think it must have been something I said or did. These men call their wives useless and after a while they begin to feel so. I believe you women with children that are being beaten ,blue black are selfish, Yes selfish! you allow those innocent children to witness this terrible scene over and over. You as a mum should protect them from harm,not expose them to it. My heart gets broken when I read messages of women in pain,I cry,I weep,I pray but most especially I wish these men could be locked up in cages. Why do you think a woman should be beaten and her weave-on yanked off? What has a woman done to deserve being stabbed? Are we all living in a fools paradise,that more people and organisations aren't taking this seriously ? We need a special anti-abuse department in our churches. Ha Kilode,oju obirin ri o!( God,women are going thru hell ) I am going to tell us two stories;you decide!Continue This first lady I will call E-baby she is my very good friend,we had our daughters a month apart and we become friends ever before we met our husbands. She was a secretary of an Oil company(not palm oil,petroleum ) in Lagos. She studied in the US and honestly very pretty,you know these dark ibo babes that are tall. She had everything going on for her,she drove and she lived in her own apartment in her big sister's home. Then disaster struck,she met this guy or because she was very nice to one of their security guys at work he decided to reward her with one of his town's man that just came back from "abroad" and has some money and also his mum was rich.My friend got married to a semi-illiterate, I could remember that this babe move in with 15 big boxes of her own and a big jewelry trunk. One of the reasons we even became friends in the first place,was her love for jewelry. They started off in a 3bedroom apartment, then within a year he built a 6 apartment block of 3 bedrooms ,but he hated her as soon as she moved him,his mum actually told her not to marry him because in her words" I betrothed him to my best friend's daughter". Honestly I wondered why my friend would ever like this guy,her sister is still one of the most wealthiest in Abuja,so it wasn't the money,I was so confused,it must have been that blind love that people often talk about. The abuse started almost immediately ,he would call her names,big for nothing,idiot etc then he told her to resign her job.I thought she was joking,when she told me but when I found out she was serious I thought she was crazy. I told her no,We prayed together,funny enough I have found out that men that are abusers know strong women. He told her all her friends aren't welcomed but I told him,that I trust I am not on the list,he quickly added you are always welcome Bola. Then she tendered her resignation letter,her boss the MD of the oil company and his wife called her,they asked her what was wrong,she told them its because of family,they were prepared to give her a special maternity leave,they loved her so much,her salary was so good but she left for love(no way,because she was afraid).Her boss was an American, he told her,I just pray you are fine,but she kept the pain away from everybody except me. They paid her off in millions and her husband said he needed the money to add to his business. She told me and I told her logically this man is a multi-millionaire ;please pray well. I knew he wanted the money to render her useless but again she was afraid.I even suggested given him a little out of it but she gave him all and according to her,he will repay her. Of course he did repay her with blows,kicks and the rest but what broke my heart was her having a still birth or so we heard in an hospital somewhere in a slum when she was registered in Citizen hospital,one of the best in Lagos, but was never taken there. The baby was a boy,he looked healthy she told me but the cause of death until today is still unknown . Then the real horror began,she would hide in her room and the door would be broken down,she was beaten with belt and the sort,her daughter saw all these,but one night my friend said she knew she had to leave or she would be dead by the following day. He started beating her and he broke a bottle and said she" if i don't kill you tonight,i won't be able to kill you again" She ran out of the expansive house and stood on the street shouting and wailing,she said she wouldn't leave without her daughter. Her lovely daughter my beloved god daughter was handed over to her. She continue her walk into the darkness of the night without any hope,no money and no home,but she was determined to survive with her daughter. Today about 8 years after,a lady that was almost stripped of everything including her dignity,is back on her feet. She lives a comfortable life in Abuja,her daughter will go off to the university next year,she lives well,drives a good car and runs a business. She is as pretty as ever and she is alive and well. You know why? She choose to live! She ran and never looked back. The guy has remarried and has boys now,but we hear that the horse-whip he used on her is still popping hot for his new bride.I duff my gele for my friend E-baby and all women in the world that did manage to "run" and to those who died,we will fight this crime,it wont continue in Jesus name. Are you being beaten? Are you too afraid to tell or leave? Believe me,your children won't visit your grave when you die. So because we love you,you don't allow anyone to make you feel inferior especially a spouse who took an oath to love,cherish and protect you. I rest my case on this and I pray that you sister that is more concerned about making your husband feel okay after he cheated on you and even have a trophy sex tape to show for it;beat you blue black and you landed in the hospital,rather than you waking up to the reality of the damage he is doing to you, I pray the lord helps you! Maybe you are staying because of the tag or maybe he is a dynamite in bed,its your cup of tea but remember all these things will end suddenly, if God forbid you are carried out in a bodybag or worse a Ghana most go bag. I hope I have shocked our sensibilities, please let's wake up and smell the pot of goat meat pepper soup. Love you all and please let's pray without ceasing! Shalom,Sista Bola.