Subject: Mysterious World Indeed!!!


Dear Colleagues,

Somebody sent me this and I feel like sharing it with you. Let us move
closer to God and be prayerful at all times, May God continue to
protect us, Amen.



THIS IS TOO TOUCHY TO BE REAL YOUR GUESS IS AS GOOD AS MINE.

LET US THANK GOD FOR HIS MERCIES. IT COULD BE
ANYBODY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Dear All,

This is a testimony that will inspire you and spur you to trusting God
more.
It goes to prove that God is our only source of protection and
security.
Running to Him is the only surety we have in this wicked world.

Read and appreciate God's unchanging love.

This testimony was shared in Faith Tabernacle Canaan Land , On Father's
Day
Celebration (June 17, 2007)

Be blessed.

MY TESTIMONY

I give this testimony to the glory of God and for these 3 reasons

1. To proof that God answer prayers.

2. The word of God is power

3. There is reward for dedicated service that comes from a
sincere heart.

On Friday the 25th day of May 2007, as I drive through Gowon Estate,
just
after RCCG (Dominion Parish) to the left, I was about to make a call
when I
sited a team of police men (6 of them) on check point duty.

I stopped the car just some meters from them, turn off the engine and
started calling. I was just dialing the number when one of them came
from the
passenger's side to accuse me of making phone call while driving. I
told him
I wasn't and that this is the reason why I parked the car. He accused
me of
lying. This got me angry and I stepped out of the car, close the door
and
both of us started arguing.

I stood by the driver's side of the car raging and ranting and telling
the
police man what I feel about the police operation. One of them, a
corporal
came from behind me and touched my shoulder saying "we are not fighting
now".
Immediately, I became weak. As much as I tried talking, my mouth was
not
responding. By this time, I looked around and noticed what these
police men
were doing, but I could do nothing about the situation.

After a while I was instructed to enter the car and drive. By this
time, 5
vehicles were already arrested, 1 jeep and 4 cars (my car inclusive).
A lady
(one of the captives) was asked to sit in the front seat of my car,
while the
two police men sat at the backseat of the car. Again, I wanted to
complain
but again the police man touched my shoulder. This he kept doing
anytime he
observes I was trying to come out of his hold.

This continued until we got to Ayobo road. Between Abesan Estate gate
and
Ayobo road junction, I knew I was driving but remembered nothing. Then
when
I saw a small Canaan land bus approaching, I was coming out of their
grip and
the man behind me touched me again so I drove past the bus. My car
stopped
twice. The first time I started it and we continued, as we approached
the
bridge along Ayobo - Ota road, the car stopped for the second time. As
I
tried starting the car, that was the last thing I knew.

By the time I regained consciousness, I saw myself in a thick forest
with a
lot of people sitting down on the ground. We were close to 2000.
There was
no house, no light, just people. The boy to my left introduced himself
as
Jonathan and his younger brother John. He said he noticed I was
praying
while unconscious until I became conscious. He enquired the church I
attend
and I said Winner's chapel. He said he worship at RCCG in Lokoja, Kogi
State
. He said he was taking his brother to Osun State University to sit
for the
entrance examination before they found themselves in this place.

Then he brought out his handset and I collected it. I noticed there
was a
bar of signal on it. So I was able to call my wife secretly and inform
her
of what was happening. I called back the second time and specifically
instructed her to go and inform our father in the Lord, Bishop Oyedepo
and
also Pastor Victor (the Music director) and that what I need now is
prayers.
I told her that this is not time to start crying.

We were at this location from the day I made the call (which I later
learnt
was Monday 28th May, 2007) for about six days. Doughnut, meat-pie,
sachet
water, juice were given to those who have gained full consciousness. I
refused to take any of the things they brought and also instructed the
two
brothers and another man with whom I pray not to.

While there, I remembered this was my 10th year as an in-house
consultant to
the ministry. I then reminded God that this not the reward of service.
I
also reminded him of my service in church, with the choir and then I
said, NO
WAY, I CAN'T END UP LIKE THIS. The 4th day after I made the call, they
brought bottled juice and because we were famished, I asked my prayer
partners to take it. I prayed over it nullifying every power inside.
I
pleaded the blood of Jesus over it , and then we took the juice.

On the 5th day after I made the call, they came for me. It has become
a
routine. Every 40 to 50 minutes, they come to pick between 70 to 100
people
and none ever returned. But I told the other three with whom I pray,
"see
ya, and I followed them." I was priviledged to be amongst the people
in
front. We trekked for close to 45 minutes. It was as if we were going
down
a slope through a tunnel, with a wall of earth/grass on both sides.
Then, we
arrived in front of a gate under the ground. The gate was opened to
reveal a
neatly painted building, well lit. The painting was hypnotic. The
doors,
ceiling, wall and floor of the building has the same colour.

Together with 15 others, I was ushered into the first room. I was the
seventh person. While others moved along the long unending corridor.
By now,
the only thing that kept replaying itself on my mind was mummy
Oyedepo's
audio book, "RESCUED FROM DESTRUCTION" which I was privileged to edit.
It
started from the very beginning as soon as I stepped into the
underground
building.

In the room, there was this non reflective mirror on the wall and one
after
the other, we were instructed to step in front of the mirror. As each
person
steps in front of the mirror, in 3 to 4 seconds, his or her image
appears and
the next thing is we hear the person's name. The only thing I can't
tell is
who was calling the names. Then the person's image on the mirror will
be
covered with blood. The person will then be directed to go through
another
door, different from the door we came in from. What happens next I do
not
know.

When it was my turn, I stepped forward and positioned myself like
others. I
stood in front of the mirror for about 4 minutes but my image did not
appear
in the mirror. After sometime, it appeared and I saw my self inside the
mirror. I must state here that I was not scared at all. What kept
ringing
in my ears was mama's voice reading the audio version of her book.

Then, after another 3 minutes of my image appearing, mummy Oyedepo's
voice
sounded loud and clear that even the captors heard it, "GOD IS TOO
FAITHFUL
TO FAIL, HE IS DEPENDABLE, HE IS MORE THAN ENOU GH ." The voice came
three
times and then, the mirror cracked into bits and pieces and dropped in
a heap
on the floor like a broken wind screen.

Immediately, there was confusion. The remaining 8 people behind me
were
moved out of the room and I was left there alone weak in the flesh but
with
mummy's voice still sounding strong in my spirit man.

After a while 5 of our captors into the room and one of them started
asking,
who are you? What is your name? From where are you? Who is your father?
To
all these questions, I gave no answer. I was just starring. They all
went
out again and later one of them came back to take me into another room.
This
time, the new room was empty. No chair, no bed, nothing, just me.

I was in this room for a long time. No food, no water, no sun, no
moon, no
star, no time, just me. So I cannot say for how long I remained in the
room.
Then, one day, I was just staring at the other end of the room when I
saw
something like dew, like a smoke and Bishop Oyedepo stepped out of it.
He
then said: "Peter, have you seen mummy?" I said no daddy. He then
said,
mummy (Rev, Mrs. Oyedepo) is looking for you, she has an assignment for
you.
Then he gave me the instruction saying; "MAKE SURE YOU SEE HER". He
said
this 3 times and each time I replied, yes daddy. Then he disappeared.
By
this time my strength returned and I was fully conscious.

Not quiet 5 minutes after my encounter with papa, the door to the room
I was
flung open and standing right in front of me was a huge man, fair in
complexion, has a bald head, with beards. With him were between 15 and
20
people. All of them wore red gowns.

I was on my feet as soon as the door opened. And a question and
answer
session started:

MAN: who are you?

ME: and I boldly declared, I am a child of God

MAN: All of us are children of God

ME: There are some that are more real than
others

MAN: What is your name?

ME: I am a child of God

MAN: From where?

ME: Canaan Land

MAN: Where?

ME: Ota.

Then he said,

MAN: A man came to warn me that if I don't let
you go,
In seven days, who is this man?

ME: He is my father

MAN: What is his name?

ME: BISHOP DAVID OYEDEPO

At this point, the man turned to his men and said, "I instructed you
people
to mind the kind of people you bring here. Take this man away from
this
place and return anything you took from him. He said "I don't want
anyone
disturbing our operation here".

He was about leaving when I said, I am not the only person, we are 4.
He
then asked where are the rest and I replied I don't know. He then
instructed
them to release the 4 of us.

As God will have it, as I stepped out of the room, coming into the
underground building are the 3 boys I left outside. I identified them
and
they were brought to me.

The next thing I knew again was I saw us outside the thick forest in
the
cold. How we got there is still a mystery. What happened between the
time I
identified them and the time we got to that position, I do not know. I
then
asked my partners to start reciting psalm 23, while I recited psalm 91.
Our
hands were tied together behind us before we were left in the middle of
the
thick forest.

As we continued in our recitations, I felt a little light shine on my
face
from afar. I stood my ground and asked my friends to continue. Then a
voice
sounded in Yoruba language "WHO ARE THOSE?" We did not answer. The
light
came nearer and asked the question the second time. The 4th boy with
us then
started running away, leaving only 3 of us. Again, the question was
asked the
3rd time and by this time, it was very close to me so I opened my eyes
and
saw a figure dressed like a hunter in front of me. He then said in
Yoruba
language "OH THIS PEOPLE AGAIN?" He loosened the rope on our hands,
and
asked us to follow him. When we tried calling on the boy that ran off,
the
hunter said we should leave him alone.

So, the hunter from that day led us through the forest for 6 nights.
As
much as I tried to see his face, I could not. He smelt like incense
and his
voice was like someone inside a tunnel. He only came at night and when
it is
dawn, he points to the right where a hut awaits us. The 2nd night, he
prepared sandals made of leaf and roots for us. By the 3rd night, the
3rd
boy was so weak and hungry that he could hardly move. Then the boy
said, "I
am hungry" the hunter replied us saying, "YOU DID NOT ASK".

On saying this, he reached inside his bag and brought out a warm piece
of
roasted yam for each of us. On the 4th and 5th nights, he gave us mouth
burning piece of yam each time. So we continued until we got to the
main
road on the 6th night and the hunter pointed to the left and said "this
way
is to Ibadan " and pointing to the right side he said, "this way is to
Akure". He then pointed to his left for the first time in 6 days and
asked
us to remain in the hut until the next morning. I made sure the
strange
hunters' instructions were carried out to the letter.

I had started off into the hut when I remembered the piece of yam for
that
night. I turned round to request and alas, the hunter had disappeared.
We
turn on the hand set to discover network, so I was able to call my
wife,
though we did not know our location then.

By the next morning, we found out hat turning to the right the signal
on the
hand set increases, we proceeded towards that direction until we
arrived at
EKEJI-ILE, OSUN STATE . We went to Ayo Babalola University , told them
our
story and they assisted us.

I bless the name of the Lord for confirming the words of His servant
in my
life and for the fulfillment of prophecies from the mouth of His
servant.
Glory to God.

Kind Regards,

Peace Uzoagwa

Citiserve Limited,

Maryland .

08037261149

01-8189376

GOD IS SOOOOOO FAITHFULL
WE WORSHIP HIS MAJESTY !!!

Hi
GOD BE PRAISED, I AM SO SHORT OF WORDS ON HOW TO PRAISE GOD, HALLELUYA.
THANK YOU JESUS.
May God continue to hide us under the shadow of his wings for "He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most high shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty "Ps.91
HALLELUYA.

I still believe that there are still real MEN OF GOD in our society.
Your case is a replica of what happened to my Uncle's Wife at Isiala Ngwa in Abia State.
On the pronouncement of JESUS she was thrown out from a thick forest to a tarred road by unknown forces.

Accidental death shall never never be our portion, lets remember God always more especially in times of TROUBLES

Em, did any one mention 2 u both dat dis category is 4 jobs?