THE HISTORY OF
MY BIRTH: I survived boiled water when I
was three days old, crossing raging storms in the sea, and falling of the big trees in the creek,
inexperienced midwives would have squeezed me to dead in my mother’s womb,
after my birth was foretold by a great
prophet in Cameroun by name
“Arobellow” a cripple sitting on a wheel chair in the “60s”.
In the then
“60s” the rivers and seas of Cameroun were blessed with abundance of sardine
fish and bonga fish and was the primary
target for most Nigerian fisher men traveling to Cameroun in due seasons. My
father and mother were among the immigrants because my father killed and trade
in smoke fishes and that was his primary occupation; but my mother was barren
for ten years and my father was tempted by his friends and family folks to
abandon her but he refused.
In one of
the crusade organized by a Pentecostal church at Diado Beach (near Douala see port) known as at then, the busiest fish market in Cameroun, my mother
attended and amidst the crowed, she was called up to the stage and the man of God
prophesied to her that she was going to give birth to a great prophet – like
those great prophets we use to read about in the holy bible at the appointed time but
will not be too long. She returned from the crusade ground and told my father
what she heard amidst the great crowd. My father believed the message because according to him in the midst of the crowd
how could this man knew that she was barren.
WARNING AGAINST INDECENT DRESSING
Before I
continue my story, I would advice about indecent dressing in the church specially the
young girls. When I was between the age of five and seven, we used to go to the famous Diado beach fish market to sell smoke sardine or bonga
first depending on the season. Right at the Diado beach, different churches of
Pentecostal origin did come and organize crusade and also performed baptism
for new converts.
One evening,
a church Pastor and his church members were performing their baptism at the
Diado beach and a beautiful girl around fifteen years of age very fair in complexion who gave her life to Christ approached him but her dress was made
of white light silk material; as he dipped her into the water, she was apparently
naked and her beautiful orange breast stood up and the Pastor could not hold his passion, then in
the midst of the crowd watching at him, he started sucking her breast and the Cameroun boys began to shout at him calling him “pastor!” “Pastor!”…..”Pastor!”……
before we know, they started casting stones on him and the girl in
the water and the she was really
ashamed of such public embarrassment she
received when she was giving her life to Christ during the baptism.
As the
stones touched the Pastor and was bleeding, he came to realize himself that he is in danger and the
devil has deceived and left and was alone. He lifted up his hand and said that they
should kill him instead that he had sinned blaming the girl that she was the
one the devil had used to seduce him. Some of the young members now chased
the boys to stop stoning him while some members went into the water and brought
him out because he could no longer move out
of the water because of shame and guilt
but wish to die instead. The members
rushed in and saved him and the girl and that was the end of the baptismal programme.
Women should dress properly in the house of
God and during church programme and not to dress half naked to seduce the men
of God in charge and including other members of the church. God will surely
punish you if you deliberately tempt the man of God to sin. Dress well as a
child of God and the same applies to the men. Be warned!
Now back to my story: Few months later, my mother conceived fulfilling the prophecy of the man of God in one of those crusades. Then my father took me to Prophet Arobello, who was the famous prophet in Cameroun as at that time - he was a cripple - sitting on wheel chair. You do not tell him your problem as you come in but as you stand before him, he tells you right away the reason of your coming. That was how famous he was.
Then
this man of God told my father that your wife is highly favored in the sight
of God; she was going to give birth to
one of the greatest prophets we use to
read about in the bible – he will be so famous that he will have no equal at
the world level even higher than me. That after she has been put to birth, he
should bring the child to him so that he will dedicate him before he passed
away. Then my father confirmed to him this same prophecy that was given to my mother
in the crusade before they came to him.
During the time of labor, my father took her
into one of his fishing boats with his servant to cross over to a nearby village where there were mid-wives. On reaching the center of the river,
storm broke out from nowhere and it was in the night – it was a very powerful
storm. Their boat was about to capsize and my father began to pray calling on God
for deliverance until they crossed over and entered into a small creek to take shelter so that
they continue their journey after the storm had calm down; but the storm began
to grow stronger and stronger and the big trees began to fall left and right in
order to crush them to dead but the angels of God were at work and none of
those trees fell on their boat until the storm was over.
They arrived
at the village and the midwives took her into their labour room and
when it was not yet time, they began pressing her womb forcing her to push out the baby until my mother fainted in their hand and that was the second day after their
arrival. Then somebody, advised my father to take her to another nearby
mid-wife in another village being more experienced than them. The village was called "Macasamba" situated opposite Kaizer Combo
So my father took her there; on reaching there, the midwife whose name was “Sarah” – a Nigerian torched her novel and predicted that by the time the water tide return to a certain level she will be put to birth. Exactly as she said, she was put to birth at that hour of the tide but I could no cry out because there was no strength in me - I was as soft as a loaf of bread because of the rough handling I suffered in the hands of those mid-wives which the devil would have used to squeezed me to death in my mother’s womb. Later, I revived and cried out and they rejoiced that I have come back to life. But the Devil has not finished his wicked plan to take away my life so that I cannot fulfill my assignment on earth.
So my father took her there; on reaching there, the midwife whose name was “Sarah” – a Nigerian torched her novel and predicted that by the time the water tide return to a certain level she will be put to birth. Exactly as she said, she was put to birth at that hour of the tide but I could no cry out because there was no strength in me - I was as soft as a loaf of bread because of the rough handling I suffered in the hands of those mid-wives which the devil would have used to squeezed me to death in my mother’s womb. Later, I revived and cried out and they rejoiced that I have come back to life. But the Devil has not finished his wicked plan to take away my life so that I cannot fulfill my assignment on earth.
I
was born in the month of May in a rainy season and the house of the midwife was
a thatch house built of palm leaves and sticks both the roofing and round
about. But there were some leakages in the roof and the water was touching the muddy
floor that made it very slippery.
Three days later, in one morning, my mother
took me out from the bed to treat my umbilical cord; and took some of the
boiled water in an iron pot which the mid-wife would use to wash her palm oil stained bottles she kept outside
because she was trading on cooking palm oil. She placed the iron pot full of water on the fire since at mid night because it takes time to boil.
As my mother was treating my umbilical cord in the basin, she also woke
up to start doing her washing as well; so she carried the boiled pot of water out of the fire
to take it outside but on reaching my mother, one of her legs slipped off
the ground and the boiled pot of water fell unto my mother’s feet but before the
hot pot torches her left, she was very fast enough to throw me out of the door
and I landed on the bottles outside but
already part of the water had poured on
me when I was just three days old.
My mother screened and shouted for help and
the neighbour rushed out and took off the hot pot from her leg soaked in the
boiled water in the basin and all her leg pilled off and you can see the main
flesh. They ask her “where is your child? “; then she
pointed outside saying “look at him in the midst of the bottles ”. Then they
rushed to me and as they found me, all my newly born flesh from my toe to the head was peeled off
and I was very stiff like a frozen chicken placed in a refrigerator; I was not crying but white form was rushing out from my mouth- and they thought that
already I have given off the ghost because I cannot survive it and there was no
breath in me and I was just three days old.
So they took
me and placed on the bed to be buried later while they are rushing for the
survival of my mother. But to their greatest surprise, the breath of the Lord came
back to me and I began to cry out for help!
As they heard my voice there was great joy! Tears of joy were coming down from the eyes
of those women at the scene, and they began to prophecy saying “this must be a special child – he has
a mission to fulfill in this world to survive boiled water at three days old”.
When my mother heard my voice –her only son after many years of bareness, she
cried saying “bring him to me and let me torch him and breast feed him” forgetting her wound and pains; all my
body was peeled off, she was carrying me by my real flesh wrapped in a cloth
stained with my blood and I did socked my mother’s breast in my agony when I was
three days old because of this great assignment in the end times.
The devil did all he could to stop me but Michael
is still alive – his great arch enemy in the battle of Armageddon. Thus the water
sign the devil will use to devour the woman with her child as predicted in the book of Revelation similarly fulfilled twice
– one, during the crossing of the stormy
river and the boiled water that poured on me as one of the seven horns of the
Lamb in the end-times. Thus the Devil stood before the woman in order to devour her son as soon as he was born according to the book of Revelation chapter 12.
Seeing all these great miracles surrounding my birth
and the prophecies backing it from different men of God, my father was afraid
of me saying to my mother “What kind of child is he?”. He told my mother that
this is a child of God as you can see. We shall cross over to our village on
Sunday. Then on reach there, we shall walk straight into the church with our luggage
to receive the blessing from the Pastor before we move into our house. So on
that day, they arrived at the village just seven days after my birth and they
walked straight into the church with the paddles, basin, bucket etc while the church was in section; and he went
with my mother and the other women carrying the luggage and my father apologized for disrupting the church service
because he was afraid of this child- a
sinner like him to born such a child into this world based on the prophecies he
had head and what he saw before and after my birth and was saying those words
in tears.
So the Pastor whose name was “Kazier” the founder of
the village, a Nigerian too was touched and he prayed for
them and blessed me before they went home for reception immediately after the service was
over.
MY
CHILDHOOD EXPERIENCE
My father
bough an Accordion- a hand organ which he used to take it to the church and
sang with its accompaniment; he was of the Anglican faith
in Nigeria. But the first church we attended
with my father and mother was the Faith Congregation and we later attended “Saint Andrew Church” in another village known as Okrika combo because it was
predominantly Okrikans all from Nigeria.
For three times, fire engulfed the entire village from beginning to the end
but never touched the church – not even a piece of wood was burnt.That was a great miracle!; but the members were not really born again but God respected his church;. So do not steal or do any thing wrong to a church even though only three members are there worshiping - no matter how sinful may be the nature of those worshipers provided they do not worship idol or anything contrary to the word of God in the bible.
MY FIRST LESSON I LEARNT ABOUT JESUS
One day, as my father was playing his organ and sang in accompaniment in
the house and was mentioning the name “Jesus”
and when we got to the church they use to mention that name in their song and in prayer
and the pastor would say something about Jesus during preaching as well. On that day in the house, as he was singing and playing
the organ mentioning that name I asked him “Daddy, who is Jesus?” He asked me
“Do you want to know him?” I answered “Yes” Then he looked at me with an
amazement considering my age and the type questions I was asking him. He said in his heart (which he later told my mother
) “this boy has started again and now that
he is growing up has now started asking me about Jesus – no wonder each
time we take him to the church he would
like to be in the alter with the Pastor and will be crying and
disturbing us if we do not allow him”.
In answer to my question, my father said “ Jesus is the Son of God; he lives in heaven with his father. He was born into this world and his mother name was “Virgin Mary”. He was crucified on the cross, dead and resurrected. The day of his birth is called “Christmas”, the day of his crucifixion is called “Good Friday” and there use to be storm during Good Friday night because that day there was a great storm when he was on the cross; and the day of his resurrection is called "Easter". The storm occurring on every Good Friday's night interested me so much as a child as sometimes there used to be storm on Good Friday's nights and I was very afraid of the name "JESUS" . THIS WAS THE FIRST STORY I LEARNT ABOUT JESUS - MY DAD TOLD ME WHEN I WAS A CHILD ABOUT TWO YEARS OLD SITTING UNDER HIS FEET WHILE HE WAS PLAYING HIS ACCORDION
In answer to my question, my father said “ Jesus is the Son of God; he lives in heaven with his father. He was born into this world and his mother name was “Virgin Mary”. He was crucified on the cross, dead and resurrected. The day of his birth is called “Christmas”, the day of his crucifixion is called “Good Friday” and there use to be storm during Good Friday night because that day there was a great storm when he was on the cross; and the day of his resurrection is called "Easter". The storm occurring on every Good Friday's night interested me so much as a child as sometimes there used to be storm on Good Friday's nights and I was very afraid of the name "JESUS" . THIS WAS THE FIRST STORY I LEARNT ABOUT JESUS - MY DAD TOLD ME WHEN I WAS A CHILD ABOUT TWO YEARS OLD SITTING UNDER HIS FEET WHILE HE WAS PLAYING HIS ACCORDION
MY ENCOUNTER WITH JESUS AS A CHILD
In those days whenever I fell sick, somebody did
appear to me with other children carrying some of us in his hands. I would climb
him and dragging his air and his shinning slippery garment; he was very handsome
and had too much hair on his head; I knew my friends who always accompanied me
whenever he appeared to us in our playing ground and at the stream where we use
to have our bath and watched our cloths. He come from no where and watching at
us and as soon as we saw him we would rush out of the water and surrounded him
and gave us fruits and other gifts. We did not know where he came from but we used
to call him “Our Friend”. I thought it was in his world.
One day, our Pastor bought his picture and pasted it
in his palour - it was a big one. As we
visited our friends being the children of the pastor, we saw this strange
picture and I recognized him immediately and
I shouted “Look at our friend!” then to my greatest surprise my friends asked me
“where did you know him?” and I said on that day he was with us on the
field and at the stream.....!” then the senior one among us said to me “shut up, it is a lie, you have not seen him? He lives in
heaven".
Then one said “his name is “SESOUS CLASH” and the senior one
corrected him saying “No! his name is Jesus
Christ”; then I remember what my father told me about him and said “So this is the Jesus
my father told me about “ I said it in my heart. I was between two to three years
old when he did appear to me whenever I fell sick and my sickness will vanish no matter how serious it could be because his eye was always on me. I thought all was happening live in this world.
This incident happened in a village known as “ Kaizer Combo” and there my father gave me my
name “GOODNEWS” meaning I came out of my mother's womb with goodnews based on the prophecies of the
prophets in Cameroun and the miracles surrounding my birth and that I am his goodnews meaning “WORD OF GOD” quite in conformity with the prophecy in the
book of Revelation as one of the Seven
horns of the Lamb bearing his characteristics and identity in the battle of
Armageddon as Archangel Michael his military commander in the end-times and as John the Baptist (chapter 2:17 &19:11-21.)
My father heard that his junior brother was living in
Besekul Combo (Village) and he wanted to stay close to him; so we packed out from
Kaizer Combo and moved over to Besekul and stared attending the St Andrew Anglican
church located in Okrika Combo near Besekul and was a few
distance between the two villages. In this village there was a Pentecostal church
named “FULL GOSPEL CHURCH” sometimes we do attend it because they beat drums, clapping
of hands, singing and dancing which we
did not see it happening in the Anglican church that only sing hymns.
THE BEGINNING OF MY PROPHETIC MINISTRY FROM CHILDHOOD
DAYS
In 1970, when I was ten years of age, the Pastor of
the Full Gospel Church called all the children for a three days prayer and
fasting programme because the river was too dried as there was no fish playing
in the river and most fishermen returned without any catch just as it happened
to Apostle Peter before our Lord met them in the River. The pastor moved to
do-to-door and informing the parents to release us and they were very happy to allow us
attend the programme.
On the first day, some of us were crying for food and water;
so they Pastor who suppose to dismiss us by 12 noon , made it around 10.30 AM. Then
the next day, we closed around 11 AM because we are getting use to it a little
and on the third day, as it was around 11 AM, he asked us to pray for
closing and that was the day I received the baptism of the Holy Spirit.
As we were praying, we wanted to stop but we couldn’t and tears was dropping from our eyes and we started speaking in tongues; some of us were rolling on the floor and some of us were spinning our hands –shouting, crying and the noise went out to the hearing of our parent and they rushed to the church because they have never seen their children behaving in such manner but the Pastor told them to calm down that it is the Holy Spirit that is at work on us and that is the sign that God had answered our prayers. We spent upto three hours before it finally calm down on some of us but from that day onward my prophetic ministry began.
As we were praying, we wanted to stop but we couldn’t and tears was dropping from our eyes and we started speaking in tongues; some of us were rolling on the floor and some of us were spinning our hands –shouting, crying and the noise went out to the hearing of our parent and they rushed to the church because they have never seen their children behaving in such manner but the Pastor told them to calm down that it is the Holy Spirit that is at work on us and that is the sign that God had answered our prayers. We spent upto three hours before it finally calm down on some of us but from that day onward my prophetic ministry began.
I was ceased to remain in the church to work with
the Pastor. Three days later, I started prophesying in the church. Another prophet
being an elderly man by name “Haggai”
filled with the anointing of the Holy Spirit
took a full bottle of olive oil and
emptied it all on my head and ordained me as the head of the prophets of the
whole church and carried me up and made me sit on one of the chairs
in the alter with the Pastor facing the entire congregation.
In those days let every-body prophecy but if I have not spoken, it was as if, God had not spoken and that was the kind of trust and confident the whole church had on me because I was very small and famous among all the prophets. I used to be called by other prophets under anointing the "GOODNEWS OF THE LORD".
In that year, God blessed the River and there was abundance of fish and there was joy and gladness as the Lord answered the prayer of his little children. We were a blessing to our parents.
God used me to heal several sickness, barren women gave birth to babies, healed someone that had a mental problem for more than ten years living in the forest. Very tall and huge with beard and looking very wild. He had been taken to several places but no solution. He was brought into the church in chains and they chained him together with the pillars of the church and after three days of fasting and prayers as the Lord directed me, he was healed completely. His name was "BARIBO" from Ogoni land also from Nigeria. This testimony went round from village to villages and reached the Full Gospel Headquaters. The Lord used me and shook the western Cameroun and the news came to our family folks in Nigeria. In those days, the money the church was raising double the headquarters in one year which sparked off envyness and jealousy.
In those days let every-body prophecy but if I have not spoken, it was as if, God had not spoken and that was the kind of trust and confident the whole church had on me because I was very small and famous among all the prophets. I used to be called by other prophets under anointing the "GOODNEWS OF THE LORD".
In that year, God blessed the River and there was abundance of fish and there was joy and gladness as the Lord answered the prayer of his little children. We were a blessing to our parents.
God used me to heal several sickness, barren women gave birth to babies, healed someone that had a mental problem for more than ten years living in the forest. Very tall and huge with beard and looking very wild. He had been taken to several places but no solution. He was brought into the church in chains and they chained him together with the pillars of the church and after three days of fasting and prayers as the Lord directed me, he was healed completely. His name was "BARIBO" from Ogoni land also from Nigeria. This testimony went round from village to villages and reached the Full Gospel Headquaters. The Lord used me and shook the western Cameroun and the news came to our family folks in Nigeria. In those days, the money the church was raising double the headquarters in one year which sparked off envyness and jealousy.
THE CHURCH IN CRISIS
The Pastor heading the church was named “John Udo
Akah’ from Ibibio from Akwa Ibom State in Nigeria. He was not properly educated
but could read the Efik bible written in their own tongue and translate to
English. He could also read in English
but very slowly and was not fluent also in speaking in good English and they felt that he was not educated and
alleged that he was not sending all the
returns to BAMEDA the Head quarters of
the Church, being one of the townships in Cameroun while
the Divisional head quarters was TIKO TOWN close to Besuskul Combo. The church
was owned by the United States missionaries and the US representative was named
Rev Sabylle. He did visit all the branches and TUBE Combo near Cape Cameroun was the headquarters to Besukul branch because Tube branch was first
established before Besekul and was densely populated unlike Beskul; so we used
to attend our annual convention there also to see our overseas missionaries as
well.
At that time, they wanted to send another Pastor to Besekul
but my Pastor refused and his refusal fetched him lot of false accusations and
was suspended. So the missionaries came to my father (who became an Elder in the Full Gospel Church and my mother was among the Deaconess both of them latter baptized in Full Gospel because of me) and pleaded that based on
the fact that the hand of God was upon my life, the church wants to train me to work in his
vineyard but my father refused because
he was not happy about the way and manner my pastor was treated because they saw
him as illiterate and want to take over the church from him and for him to
remain as an ordinary Elder in the church after many years of labour. He built
the church as well.
Consequently, the church scattered as many members
withdrew remaining very few members. Then in 1975, my Father died and in that same year, I came to Nigeria
for the first time with our mother. We were six of us – two boys and four girls. We
are four of us now –two boys-two girls – two girls are late.
Later, I started attending another Pentecostal church where I was embarrassed of my prophetic gift after I have received the angel's scroll in 1981 when I appeared in the wilderness of John the Baptist and be recognized as the end-time John the Baptist as one of those biblical prophets covering national and international events fulfilling the prophecies of those prophets in Cameroun prior to my birth and as one of the Seven Horns of the Lamb.
Later, I started attending another Pentecostal church where I was embarrassed of my prophetic gift after I have received the angel's scroll in 1981 when I appeared in the wilderness of John the Baptist and be recognized as the end-time John the Baptist as one of those biblical prophets covering national and international events fulfilling the prophecies of those prophets in Cameroun prior to my birth and as one of the Seven Horns of the Lamb.
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