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Ronnygold:
Alright ma. I will continue. It is very deep and long but I will try to be fast about it.

Alright, how is your baby?

Pls, can someone help me with a true man of God's number for a one on one deliverance.

I am dying slowly.

God has picked her call

Ronnygold:
I will continue. Please be patient

I beg dooooooooo, me and my husband check this thread more than 7times a day for your story.

There is something relating with your dream life with what i am experiencing.

Gone for deliverance at MFM prayer city three times, but it is like the more I go, the worst the attacks, don't know what to do.

Your story might just give me the guide or solution to my problems.

giftfromGod:
The amazing part of all this , is the fact that lot of people still find it difficult to believe there are powers . Sister you have won this battle forever. This is an eye opener to every one reading your write up. My regards to the new born.

Yes, you are right. I am just reserving my comment, Hummm, if you have not swim through a sea you will not know how deep it is.

@Ronnygold, regards to family. Thanks for sharing

Ronnygold:
My mom came visiting. It was a long journey because we stay in the east, while my mom stays in the west coupled with the fact that she has arthritis. She forced herself and managed to come.

After she left things began to happen. I resigned my job so I could move in totally with my husband because of the miscarriage that I had. 6 months later, my husband too lost his well paid job. All these happened within 1 year of our marriage.

All kinds of demonic dreams started happening. Dreams like eating constantly in the dream and seeing menstruation in the dream. This particular one usually happens when I'm about to see my period so I will think that was the reason I had the dream. I didn't know that demonic activities against my life and marriage was happening in the coven.

I would dream and see a woman whose face I don't know telling me they want to do pregnancy test for me. They would take my blood sample in that dream.

There was a time my period was like 2 days late. I was happy and waiting to do pregnancy test. I slept and saw a woman that came angrily into our home and slap my lower abdomen. I woke up and was wondering what the dream meant but on the second day my period came and it lasted with severe pain for 9 days.

Usually my period is between 3 to 5 days, but this one lasted 9 days. On the 7th day, I was afraid and went to hospital but unfortunately, the doctors didn't know what to give me except contraceptive. I refused to use it.

Then I realized something was happening to me in the spiritual. Since we live in the east, I didn't know where to go to for prayers coupled with the fact that my husband lost his job which made him very sad and always moody at home. Then I told him we need to look for a pastor. I just wanted them to tell us what is going on because I didn't know what was going on any more.

My husband and I went to a female pastor whom he knew and she confirmed that I am not barren, that I will conceive but before she can do any prayers we have to pay some amount of money.

Usually, I don't like pastors that ask for money before prayer because it is not in the Bible, and that was the first time I encountered such pastor.

We paid the money and she did her prayers, but the attack did not stop in any way. Rather, it was like the powers behind the problems knew we had started looking for solution.

For every dream I had that I told the pastor, she would always need to collect money before she prayed. Yet nothing changed. It was even around that time just before my husband lost his job that his trouble at work increased.

We needed to move to a new apartment, and we invited the pastor to pray and anoint the house but she said we have to pay again. That was when I told my husband that we should not give her money since she knew both of us are no longer working.

She wanted to charge 4k for the prayer which was the least she ever charged us and that was even because she saw that we were no longer working (please, any pastor that charge you before or even after prayers are not true men of God).

We had to leave our former apartment because we felt that since my mom came visiting, things we try to achieve in that house never worked out, plans that we discuss never succeed.

We observed this trend and it got to a point whereby anytime we wanted to discuss anything important such as our career plans, we had to go outside far away from the house to discuss it.

Since the pastor refused to come and pray in our new apartment we stopped going to her. My problems remained despite all the money we spent, they even increased.

I was so confused on where to go for help because I was not familiar with the state we were living. Deep inside me, I knew I needed to see a good man of God but this was very difficult to come by.

I started seeing constant menstruation in the dream. I saw short demons coming to lick my menstruation in the dream anytime I'm on period in the physical.

Two women were always coming to me in the dream. They would stand in front of me while I'm laying face up and do some incantations on me and then disappear. Immediately they are gone I would wake up. This means they actually came to our room at that moment. They did worse things on me all because they knew I was looking for solution.

My husband talked about a man of God at Itori, Ogun state. I went there all the way from the East. I spent a whole week on that mountain. We did prayers every 5hours including vigil.

Right there after the prayers, when we took a break and every body went to sleep, they will come again and feed me in the dream.

I became so tired because I believed then that as a Christian, I should easily pray away any problems in my life but this particular one is growing bigger.

On the second night after I got to that mountain (Ori Oke), at a late hour, my mom started calling my husband and demanding to speak to me, saying that she has been trying my number but it was switch off. Since there was no light at the Ori oke, my phone was actually off. My husband was confused on how to get to me. He had to call one of the pastors he used to know who connected him to another pastor who was on ground at Ori Oke.

The pastor came to our hostel and said my husband wanted to talk to me. I was surprised because I already told him my phone may go off until he told me my mom has been disturbing him that she wanted to talk to me. Still, I was surprised because she is not the type that would insist especially since she had already talked with my husband.

My husband had to make conference call to connect with my mom's and the pastor's phone so I could speak with her that night.

I spoke with her and asked her why she was disturbing us that late night. She said she was scared and only wanted to greet me. I told her I would call her in the morning.

I wondered how evil powers managed to come to visit me at that Ori oke. It made me weak because the more I was praying, the more the attack.

Previously when I was not praying, the dreams and attacks only came once in a while.

Then I left the Ori oke and went back home. I continued seeing heavy menstruation in my dreams. Sanitary pads were filled with blood.

Then, one night, I saw two women and a man. I was with them in our parlour. I was like his third wife in that dream. In the presence of the other two women, the man started having sex with me.

It was like the one done in the physical because the man finished by releasing in my body. It was so real and after he finished, I stood up. That was when I woke up from that dream.

Since that day anytime my period is near, something I don't know would crawl from my lower back to my womb area and move around my womb causing serious pain.

I would feel like fainting, I would not be able to stand nor seat. I would feel like defecating but it will not come. I would be in so much pain and after some time which usually last for about 5hours, the pain would disappear and my period would come.

This kept going on until a pastor told me they tied serpents around my waist to be eating up any baby that wants to grow in my womb.

All these attacks continued, different demons coming to me at night and constant sex in the dream including two unknown women who come in my dream to do incantations.

There was a time I dreamt and saw my mom, my prophetess step sister and my late step sisters husband. They came down from a bus in my compound as if they came to visit me.

The more I tried to get solution, the more the attack. I wasted so much money traveling to get solution to the problems expecially for the evil dreams to stop but the more I tried the more the problem.

Then I turned to Google and ask for where I can go for deliverance in this particular place I'm living because I was tired of spending on transportation.

Then I saw suggestions on where to go. The church is a known center for deliverance in this country which we attend till date, so I trace the address and went there.

To every woman looking for the fruit of the womb the God that did mine will answer you by fire in Jesus name. To be continued....

Wow, your story brought goost pimples over me.

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Ronnygold:
Amen. Thank you

Hello sister, pls come and continue.

What kind of stupid risk is that

Woh, hum, I am running out of words.

@Ronnygold, please continue your storyoo

Ronnygold:
Hmmm... I was talking about my foundation. I can't define the kind of home I came from. It is not a broken nor made home.

The story I heard from my mother was that my dad paid her to conceive me. My dad was very old, he needed more children cos his first wife had been giving birth but most of them died of sickness remaining 2 boys.

When I gained admission and we had to do medicals and I found out my genotype was AS, I then realized that that could have been the cause of the deaths of my dad's kids because he and his wife had AS genotype.

My dad was a very old man. He died when he was over 100years and I'm in my thirties now. My mother's genotype is AA as well as all my step siblings which means I got the S from my dad and I'm the last child of my mother.

I remember when I was around age 5, my mom packed all my belongings and took me to my dad's house to hand me over to him permanently (after all, she only gave birth to me because she was paid to do so). When we got there and she handed me over, I protested and cried uncontrollably because I didn't want to stay with an old man. When they realized this, my dad convinced my mom to take me back immediately. I continued living with my mom.

My mom and my step siblings are all devoted church goers with Christian extremist mindsets. My step sisters are stonecold SUs. They know the Bible from Genesis to revelation.

If you were to visit or call my mom on phone, she will begin firing prayers on you. Her greetings and her 'good-byes' are all prayers. Yet, their lives don't reflect any Abrahamic blessings but rather plagued with almost all the problems in this world.

As a little girl back then, I used to wonder why. I used to blame God for everything that was happening to them. They had diverse problems among them despite being so-called christians. It is either one is of age but no marriage, or another ventures into business and fail, or yet another is plagued with barrenness or poverty. Moreover, they are all rebellious in character.

The age difference between me and my mom's first born is 20 years, so all of them are far older than I am. I kept on watching their lifestyles. They attend all these holiness churches, see visions, even one of them is a prophetess who owns church etc. So I kept on blaming and fighting God for their misfortunes in life because I believed that they are just so close to God but are suffering.

I was very brilliant in school but this did not go down well with one of my step sisters who continued protesting against my schooling. Her complaint was that my mom didn't train her in school but was training me instead. On the contrary, she actually dropped out of school after incessant absenteeism and hanging out with boys during school hours. Notwithstanding, I was just too focused to be distracted by her and blamed her attitude on poverty.

When I was between the ages of 5 and 10years, all kinds of masquerades pursue me every night in my sleep, at age 10 the dreams stopped.

I was watching the behavior of these step siblings of mine and tried not to do what they were doing because I wanted to live a life different from theirs. I even completely avoided prayers, thinking that if I pray, I may become wretched or have problems like them (since it seemed like the more they pray, the more problems they were having).

I am a very hard-working person and learned to take care of myself so I never had to asked them for anything even though I was the youngest of them all. They rather looked up to me and even envied me as I grew up.

Growing up became very rough and tough for me as I began having serious challenges at every stage of my life. From starting primary school and all through life stages up to this current stage where God helped me to conquer barrenness which has prompt me to start this write up for children of God who might be in the same situation.

As a little kid, I was attending lessons up till age of 6. Then, I was taken by my step sister who was in higher institution then to the primary school in our community. It was a government school where most of the kids in my area attended. On getting there, I was told to stretch my right hand over my head till my fingers touch my left ear as a standard test to verify if I have come of age to start primary school. I couldn't reach nor touch my ear and that led to my being rejected in that school. After that, the same step sister (she was the closest to me at that time), took me to a newly established private school in the same area where I eventually started school.

People may see this as a blessing but it was not. All my friends and every other kid on my street were in that school and they go in groups to school while I go alone to my school.

I realized how deep the problem was when I grew to a certain stage in life. Gaining admission into secondary school was another battle. Same happened for University admission. I almost died. At every stage it was as though there was this power saying 'no, I cannot cross', but God has always been faithful to me despite the fact that I didn't appreciate Him.

More serious challenges continued and I kept on asking God questions. God would deliver me somehow, but the answers to my questions never came until I got married.

What God revealed to me was so shocking about my foundation. The situation of the country does not allow most people realize that they have foundational problems. They may not know it until later in life when a good part of their life has been wasted through demonic delays. The Bible says 'if the foundations be destroyed, what can the righteous do' (Psalms 11v3). I pray for every woman waiting on God that the God who did it for me will arise and make you a mother too in Jesus name. To be continued....

Amenooooooooo

Threat will back fire at them, evil lecturers

I have checked this place 3times today, just don't know why

Useless lectures

Abormination

ighedosajam2018:
Please continue your story,u might be encouraging a soul.thnx

Speaking my mind.