Ndi Nairaland, I have encountered an angel o.Why not grab a drink first?

I was at the mountain two days ago to pray and fast and tap into the power of the Most High. Somebody shout “Hallelujah!”
I was kabashing and weeping and fighting with principalities and powers, and behold, the angel of the Lord appeared to me.
No, he didn’t appear with that “pyyaaawwwnnn” sound like in all those Nigerian films. I just opened my eyes and saw him standing before me.
May God forgive Nollywood.

My brothers and sisters, I fell upon the ground in fear and awe, for his power was great and I was unworthy.

The angel was clothed in immaculate white shirt and trousers, and on hisfeet were the most exquisite pair of Gucci leather sandals I had ever seen in my life. (Plus, he was really hot and cute sha)

I was about to cry out in fear, when, suddenly, the angel slapped me and I glimpsed the gates of heaven.

“Must you shout now?” He motioned me to keep quiet.

He brought out a plastic bottle of reddish liquid and handed it to me and said: “Abasima, son of Essien, drink of the blood of the Lamb, and renew your strength! Drink!”