Prophetic Declaration for the Week
“Hear, O LORD, and have mercy upon me: LORD, be thou my helper.” Psalm 30:10
mercy, he will arise for you. As for you, and your family this week, your testimony is “ God is our helper”. Receive divine help in Jesus' name. Amen
God bless you🙏
Prophetic Declaration for the Week
“Hear, O LORD, and have mercy upon me: LORD, be thou my helper.” Psalm 30:10
I decree in this very week, it will please the Lord to help you. Your life will not lack help. Whenever and wherever you require help, as you cry unto the Lord for..
The more time you spend with God, the more His power rubs off on you and every yoke will be broken from your life.
Spend good quality time fellowshipping with God daily and no yoke will be able to withstand His anointing upon you.
I understand the gospel now.
It was God in Jesus, reconciling the world to himself.
He made the One who did not know sin to be sin for us, so that we might become the righteousness of God in Him.
ANYONE who believes will never die.
They’ll be forgiven forever. Hallelujah!
What happened that day wasn’t about the #50 or the #200.
It was the start of my walk with him. It was the sign I needed that he was my God too.
Not just that of my parents.
I no longer went to church because that’s what we did on Sundays.
But because I knew. He was my God too
It didn’t make sense but I knew it wasn’t a coincidence.
God was saying he saw me.
Though I didn’t understand the gospel until much later, that day, I knew there was a God.
Its been over 15 years and I’ve still not forgotten.
God knew my name. He saw my heart. And he loved me
“Mr So-So came and asked after you. He has gone, but said I should give you this”
I paused. Shocked to my bones
This was a family friend who had been to school many times. He’d say hello but never gave me #5
Why was it the day he didn’t even see me, that he left a whole 200?
When I got back to the staff room, she told me the Vice principal was calling me.
I was confused. What did I do? Did someone report me? Did they find the lipstick they seized in my bag again?
“Good afternoon ma.” I greeted, my heart in my mouth.
“Hello Sobayo. Take this #200.”
I honestly didn’t know. I just shrugged and said I’ll be fine.
Church ended and I found my way to school.
I don’t even remember why mommy didn’t give me more money.
By lunch hour, hunger pangs were clawing at my intestines.
Then my class teacher sent me on an errand.
We had to be in church early so she didn’t cook. Instead, she gave me #50.
With that I could get lunch and still buy some snacks.
But during the service, I felt I was supposed to drop all of my #50 as offering.
Mum noticed and asked why. “What will you now eat?” She asked?
I grew up religious.
My parents were church ministers so we almost always there—Sunday, Tuesday, Thursday.
When I got to JSS 2, something happened.
I had followed my parents to ‘Good morning Jesus’ before going to school
Usually mommy made food to carry to school but that day