Today is my Prophetâs birthday and I wrote this just to give you a glimpse of why we love him deeply:
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Iâm so grateful that Bishop David Oyedepo is still teaching the supernatural power of God to protect saints, in days such as this.
Now, thatâs an old man to aspire to be like when one is old.
Still teaching the supernatural, like he were in the university.
It isnât as bad as I fear, after all!
Before Reverend Uma Ukpai went on to be with the Lord, God gave me a word in September 2025. My instructions was to give a prophetic warning cry to THE NATION NIGERIA, and to THE CHURCH IN NIGERIA.
Today (by fresh directives from The Lord) 7pm WAT I will take a part of that word and expound on it. It wil be the first in the series if counsels from The Lord concerning Nigeria and The Church in Nigeria.
Much of the problem with âdeconstructionâ, is that people who never really understood the Bible, have preached it. They have made assumptions on a book they never really understood.
So, this false knowledge makes them think they are deconstructing religion when a new wave of knowledge hits them.
In reality, they are discovering that they didnât know the Bible at all.
But no one likes to blame themselves.
So they blame everyone else.
WE WILL ALL DIE!
Donât reply with âGOD FORBIDâ
We will all die!
Nobody wants to die.
Yet every one of us will.
Clergy.
Laity.
Believer.
Unbeliever.
We will all die.
The Church needs to recover the language of martyrdom with the same passion with which she speaks about deliverance, prosperity, purity, marriage, relationships, and even mental health.
Because somewhere along the line, comfort became our highest value.
That is why it is easy to demand courage from others while preserving safety for ourselves.
We drag men like Pastor E.A. Adeboye for not speaking loudly enough, but if the pressure truly comes, if the cost becomes real, many of us will lock our doors, stay indoors, and thank God that the bullets did not find our address.
Does 20.10.20 ring a bell?
When the stakes are high, self preservation often reveals itself as our true doctrine.
We pray for long life.
We pray for prosperity.
We pray for protection.
And there is nothing wrong with any of those things.
But let us not deceive ourselves.
Death is still coming.
For all of us.
Not at the same time.
Not in the same way.
But it is coming.
The question is not whether we will die.
The question is whether we will spend our lives serving nothing greater than our own survival.
If death is inevitable, then fear is a terrible master.
Throw it away.
Live for something bigger than yourself.
Live for truth.
Live for justice.
Live for Christ.
And if the time ever comes to pay a price for what you believe, may you be found faithful rather than merely comfortable.
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- Usen MJ
One time, it was far away.
Far from those of us who dwell in the Region of the Setting Sun.
We looked toward the distant horizon and said,
âIt will never reach us.â
Let the storm spend its fury over there.
Let those there contend with it.
And so we folded our arms.
Silence wore the garments of wisdom then.
We could afford to say,
âYou do not know what the elders are doing behind closed doors.â
âYou do not know what the guardians of the land are doing in secret.â
âTrust the unseen hands. Trust the hidden councils.â
âThe children should confront the enemies at the gate. The elders can rest nowâ
Then, those answer were enough.
For the fire was still a glow on another manâs mountain.
The plague was still a rumor carried by the wind.
The snake was still coiled in Arewaâs farm.
But now?
Oduduwa looks and sees that the snake is in his childrenâs room.
The smoke now rises from his own rooftops.
And the ash settles on his own doorsteps.
The thing we watched from afar has learned our names.
The surgeons had their chance when the disease was still local. When the wound was still small enough for a knife.
But they watched.
And while they watched, it spread.
Now the swelling is visible to all.
And because the cancer is no longer hidden,
the cure cannot remain hidden either.
The hour for anonymity has passed. The house is too full of smoke for us to keep speaking of unseen buckets. For us to keep speaking of silent elders.
When a city can see the flames,
it will ask where the firefighters are.
When a nation can see the wound,
it will ask where the surgeons are.
For there comes a time when deeds done in the shadows must step into the light.
The disease has reached the heartland o.
Letâs not even lie to ourselves.
It has.
It has!
- Usen MJ
Prophetic words can change lives, turn the tides of cities and break long standing demonic orders. This prophetic word is packed with immense power. Just say amen in faith! || The Prophet Usen MJ