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GeneralOjukwu:

You are the one embarrassing yourself by being daft. I didnt even have to read before I saw all the signs - delusions of grandeur combined with a religion angle.

Going through the comments, several people came to the same conclusion about the mental health of anyone who would believe this far-fetched frankly stupid story ( I wasted my time reading it). Now, go and play with your toys.

My brother. First of all I am hardly a religious fanatic, I have not been to church in years. I am sharing my experience, what you do with it is entirely up to you. But remember this, you are threading on dangerous grounds. If you think your making a mockery of my experience and religion makes you smart then I feel sorry for you, you live in a bubble. Most Christ believing Christians are not naive, they are smarter than you in majority of cases. You are probably mocking me or calling me mentally ill because you are ok, you have it good. It's easy for you to condemn when you 're fine, but when you are in a life threatening situation, when you are in yourdeath bed, when your life flashes before your eyes, you will ask yourself "WHAT IF". What if by some chance you are wrong? Is eternal damnation worth it? I implore you to desist from insulting and making a mockery of someone's testimony, you are not to far from blasphemy.

Gobhanky:
Online.. Bitcoins

did you fall prey to those scam sellers?

lifeispeace:
tcheeeeew....
have you wondered if he couldn't recognize you because he thought you couldn't be outside or near him after you gave him the impression that you knew his plans?
if he had seen you, who knows? maybe you couldn't have been alive to write this story (be glad he didn't see you)
thank the fog thick darkness not some unseen God...
Abbi why didn't he just send one of his angels to fly you away rather than subject you to that heartbreaking fear..
Religion is really for the gullible...

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One basic characteristics of this Christians is that they resort to spitting bile when religious flaws and inconsistencies is pointed at them..
Lol... I'm free to air my views as this is a forum
.. For all those of you attacking me unnecessarily, HAVE ALL OF YOU PAID YOUR TITHES
....OK bye!

I paid my tithe through Kondomatic.....heheheheheheerr

Dem no just see u. Daaz all

spacetacular:
Your lifestyle and what happened to you is explained in 1 Peter 3:13

" And who is he that will harm you, if ye be eager to do that which is good?"

Thanks for sharing this verse. *kisses

At op are you July born? Or a cancer?

praise be to God Almighty. .. God is so Great. . He did same for me sometime last year... When I was coming back from work and it was raining dat night . I came down from d bus and bcus I was already wet n it was late 10:15pm I decided to enter d rain rather than wait for God knows wen d rain wil stop. . I was jogging to my house n wen I got to one dark corner(shortcut to my house).. saw dis guys five of them with guns n bags maybe they were comin back from an operation..I stopped n started walking n my heart trembling with fear. I was already saying to myself "why didn't you wait for d rain to stop" why did you follow dis road" but I kept moving n to my greatest surprise they didnt even see me or stop me or say anything n I was d only one on dat dark path.. d five of dem passing one after d other n I couldn't believe it.. The next day I told my friends at work n dey didn't believe me,dey were all laughing making mockery of it. Only I know what I felt lik..I remember saying thank you Jesus wen I got down from dat bus n started singing n jogging in dat rain...
note: Always remember to Thank God even if ur days was bad n business didn't go as expected. u never know

Fourwinds:
I paid my tithe through Kondomatic.....heheheheheheerr

Where kwanu?

adjoviomole:
At op are you July born? Or a cancer?

August. Why?

intrepidJ:
This story you are about to hear is %100 true. I will share with you the %100 raw account of what happened without refinement. It may come out crude But so be it. This event took place in late 2015.

Growing up I always knew I was different but couldn't figure out why. I had a terrible childhood that affected me in psychologically, emotionally, mentally and phsycally, but despite this the one area of my life that didn't change is my bizzare benevolence and generosity . I say bizzare because most people wonder what kind of am human being I am. Without meaning to come off as self aggrandizing, I have difficulty in telling someone NO if I am in a position to help. It affects me mentally to see people suffer like I did. If I am starving and finally gets a meal, if,I see someone hungry I am prone to give that person my food rather than go through the day in emotionally anguish with the thought of that person going hungry with nobody to help. I do not bear grudges, neither do I term anyone my enemy. Make no mistake, I am not a saint, far from it. I have many flaws, I have flaws that may shock you...but that one area of my life that I can't seem to change is my generosity and love. I get this "high" that sometimes brings me to tears when I help someone and see the expression of happiness and joy in the stunned expression of their faces. It's a high that transcends what any drug can possibly replicate and as a result whenever I am blessed I seek out people to help, I really don't care much about myself. There is no greater joy than in seeing the gratitude on the face of someone who once tried to have you killed after unexpectedly helping him. Because of this I barely have savings but surprisingly never lack. Can't remember the last time I saved 50k in my account but sometimes in a given week I spend over N100,000 in aid to people without expecting anything in return. Unfortunately this leads people to believe I am who I am not - an extremely rich millionaire, as a result in have been the target of so many.

For the sake of time and space I will skip the events that led to this astonishing moment that till this day I cannot explain.

So after a week of feuds whereby I was beaten up in public, have my cloths and my N150k tab smashed, by a guy who less than a month ago i voluntarily gave my tab because his phone was bad and ironically was wearing the very cloths I gave him just days before, I finally decide to put the event behind me and move ahead. I lack the skill or remaining angry for an extended period of time or,keep malice.

It's 8:30 pm at night when I get a call from this same guy unusually sounding unusually friendly, asking if I am home because he is on his way to see me, said he wants to talk. I said sure, I'm home. No sooner had I dropped the phone that I was immediately engulfed by an extreme sense of dread and anxiety. I tried to shrug it off but it only got worse, it was accompanied by the image of the event a week before where I was beaten up by the road side. Next thing I knew I found myself opening my gate and going outside. I looked at my foot and discovered I was bare footed. WTF !!. I decided to go back in and put on a shoe but instead found myself walking further away from the house. I decided to stop at a closed store and watch him come in .

Five minutes later to my astonishment I saw this guy, but he wasn't alone, he was in the company of about three or four guys. They stood outside the gate while he went in. Then he called and and in a friendly tone said he was at my door. I asked him who he came with, he insisted he was alone. By this time I am under no illusion about what this is, an attack, " to teach this show off boy who thinks he is better than me a lesson".

So for nearly 30 minutes i waited for them to leave, finally I saw him come out, stood at my gate for a while before deciding to leave. Thinking they are gone I decided to go back andnfiufht out what just happened. I am a very emotionally sensitive guy and will do anything to avoid stress, especially emotional stress. When I was close to my gate I was again bombarded by this strange feeling of dread. NOT AGAIN! ! I said to myself. decided not to take chances, uncalled a friend and asked if I could come to his house, I had a pressing issue. He obliged. Told him I was getting a cab and asked if he could pay for it as I had nothing on me. He found it odd but again obliged.

Now there is only one pathway leading to the main road from my house. By this time its past 10:pm, the streets are mostly empty by now. So there I was, bare footed walking to the road to hail a cab, when suddenly it hit me that for the past five minutes I have not been walking alone. It's hard to explain in words, how on earth Is this possible. Now all this happened in seconds. I looked at my side casually to see who it was, and to my astonishment it was this guy holding a gun. We were walking at the same pace and so close, the way and boy and his girl will walk, almost hand in hand. My spirit drove me to look at his face, the dude practically could not see me. I say the look of rage on his face and hate, it troubled me that I could be hated with such intensity.....but HE COULD NOTSEE ME !!

This is not an exaggeration. It is impossible not to see someone walking side side with you at the same pace in an empty street with no body in sight. He walked Sith me all the way to the road. When we got to the road i saw the other three guys that accompanied him to my place standing opposite the road, again they too could not see me. This felt like a dream but I was too stunned and scared to try to rationalise this. I crossed over and walked away from them tomthe opposite end as casually as I could. Each step felt like a thousand years, my heart was racing with fear. After having a childhood of uttering and pain and fear, trust me I knew hat fear was. But this type of fear was different, I never knew the human body could experience a fear like that. It's hard to put in words really, the closest description I can give is "SHEER TERROR". I took a cab and the rest is history.

The very next day I got a call from this guy saying I am a lucky man..." you get luck say you escape, I for blow your leg I you for know th kin person wey I be"

I will never forget this moment in my life. Its 11:41 pm July 8 2017, and as I type these words I'm having a hard time catching my breath, even after all this year's I still experience the fear when I remember how lucky I was.

Now I realise that there may be people with diverse opinions and all, I respect that. But in my view an Angel of the Lord sent by Yaweh, Jehovah God was protect in me. A spontaneous feeling of dread out of no where is impossible. God saw what was about to happen and planted that overwhelming feeling of urgency to flee...a feeling so great I fled barefooted. God's Angel made me invisible. I am not crazy, I was made invisible , I never even knew that was remotely possibly.

In conclusion. I am not born again, neither am i a saint. I am under no illusion I am holly or will make heaven if the rapture happens but I now realise one thing. Our God is a God of justice, God's laws cannot be altered when judgement comes...but even though we live in the dark, even though we are not saved, so long as we are aluve and on Earth Jehovah God never never gives up in sinners, he never stops helping sinners, he never stops protecting us sinners while on Earth because he knows man, caught in the middle of a spiritual war is no match for the kingdom of darkness.

Demons outnumber man by a thousand to one. Bven when we turn our backs on him he never forsaken us , he protects us, he still gives us a chance regardless of our sins. If God turns his back on sinners the kingdom of darkness are prepared to slaughter %99 of humanity. Such is the hatred these demons have for us. Eons ago they were once holy, they served God with happiness. But when God created humans in his image they became jealous. They saw the incomprehensible amount of love God had for his new creature, a creature lower than the Angels in heaven. In their jealousy they rebelled and thrown out of heaven. Even though we fell from grace God though the death of his son bought us salvation and forgiveness, a gesture not extended to the fallen angels. This drives the devil MAD with envy, jealousy and hatred on a scale the human mind cannot possibly comprehend.

God is real folks. Everyday he fights for us, even though we may not realise or see this battle going on. It's real. GOD is love, I have been a beneficiary of that love despite my sins and till the day I die I will never forget that.

This is a great testimony. I am thankful to God on your behalf. He did same to Jesus and Peter, etc. Please don't let this deliverance waste. Please serve God in holiness and right doing. He loves you. Not everyone escapes. Pm me I have news for you.

perhaps the gun men smoked too much ganja! that's why they couldn't see you.

I sold botcoins and the badtard said he ddnt receive it
After bitcoin was deduct from my wallet.
I give up.
Since den nos been switch off
D3leted wcct.
Well 700k is nothing.
Karma wid visit him soon

hopefulLandlord:
did you fall prey to those scam sellers?

I thank God for your life. May His Mighty name be Praise forever

See God does wonders as he wishes. I can never forget an experience I had at The Adolescent Project (TAP) programme in River state. That was around 2001/2002. I had a problem with some fellow who was also a beneficiary of the programme. He misunderstood me in the room. He thought i was laughing at him. He was bigger than I, well older than I was, stronger in strength as well. He became a bully to me.
One good day, we were queueing up to enter a bus that is to transport us back to the camp after an outing to the Rivers State Sharks Stadium. Unknowing to me, this guy was directly at my back on the queue. He really had the intention to hurt me. He raised his arms to give me a very unsuspecting dirty slap from behind. Something happened that I seriously cant explain. His hands literally passed through my face and he slapped the person directly before me. I mean every word of it. The slap was so much that the moderators could hear the sound from a distance. The boy instantly lost balance, grabbed his chick with a great shout. The guy was so shocked because he was confused as to how that could be possible.
He was penalised. And till we left the camp, he distant himself from me. He never crossed my path anymore. But till today whenever I walk pass that spot the incident occurred, I still wonder how that could be possible. Only God can do such things.

intrepidJ:
Continuation.

.....So I boarded a taxi to my friends place. After narrating my story he gave me this "I told you so grin". He recounted the number of days he's visits me and seen these guys at my place. He always said avoid these people, hey flock around you because of what they can gain, free these guys, they are not on your class. in his words

" guy, wetin these men dey find for your house set. These guys n.a. Viki men, you no be injuce man, no dey roll with these kind people.


Now I found these comments rather prejudiced and all but in discriminatory back then.

So i stayed at his place for three days, in those three days I was bombarded with threatening messages on my whatsap."why you run, you for stay and see wether I no go pursue you from this town. If you get mind come your house "

Three days later I decided I was gonna go back home, get some cloths, some money I kept at my wardrope and my shoes. On getting home met some fetish stuffs t my door mouth. Someone had cut open one of my Pam sandals and placed a blade on it, I decided to take the back door in, I met the same thing. I got inside and to my horror my house has been turned upside down. Ripe plantains that got rotten and my dustbin was spalletered on my couch. My couch was torn open with razor blades, my glass dinning was broken, my expensive wall paintings were destroyed, my glass stool, curtain rails. I discovered also the money I kept In the wardrope and my laptop computer was gone too. My horror changed to anger, I felt a burning rage I never thought I could possibly feel. The feeling of anger and rage felt so good, I wanted to remain angry, I was emotionally worn out. I cleared the mess and stayed put, who wants to kill me should come.

All through that day I was haunted by the weird objects at my doorstep. I decided against touching it and called a pastor I met a week ago when he came to evangelize nd ask me to become member, followed up my never ending calls. After narrating the story he was more concerned about my joining his church than saying anything meaningful. Now a couple of days past I received an SMS alert from the guy, apologising and asking me to forget the past. Well of course by this time I actually haboured no ill feeling, I have a hard time holding grudges for up to 72 hours.

Weeks went by nd things got back to normal, I started stupidly again playing good guy, assisting them when in need until something happened. On this day I picked up the brother of this guy, we were going to my house to watch a Chelsea game. Upon entering my compound I switched off the ignition and right there my keys vanished.

I repeat

I switched off the ignition and immediately could not find my keys. I did not step out of the car much less opened the door yet I was crazy enough to open my gate and search the house even though I had not gotten out the car. For three days I searched in vain. 3 good days. Then one morning on my way out the gate to my surprise I saw my car keys on the drivers sit. I was stunned beyond belief, it made no sense but I was all too happy, it saved me N40k as I had called someone to help change the lock.

The torment and haunting began when one evening I saw my leather dashboard had been sliced through with a blade. From that night on I had nightmares, in my dream I was being chased by a snake. Now this wasn't just some random dream. Every night I had that same exact dream. Every night for over a week. Also I noticed when I ever I step into my house I have this uneasy feeling, its hard to describe in words. If I step out I am fine, but the moment I step in I start getting depressed. Every appliances in ,y house started developing faults, my generator, I bought 2 brand new gen in under two months, my cars, my fridge...and also this strange smell. I was no longer the happy smiling guy people knew, I was always sad. The container of goods my mom sent was held up and bogged down with issues.I starts noticing people who normally enjoyed being with me keep their distances.Now it should be noted, at this stage I had not attended any church service for over 2 years...he not an exaggeration.

The first major attack happened late November. I got a call from this guy asking If he could use my washing machine, he was brining his cloths to my house..I said sure. He came with two of his brother's which I found odd but shrugged off. Later that evening when they were long gone I noticed this big gold ring on my glass stool. Now this was no ordinary ring, it was big. Why would anyone wear something this big. I dropped the ring and decided later that night I'll drive down and return it. I forgot.

At about 07:15 the next morning I heard the bell ring, it was my neighbour. She wanted to go out and needed me to drive out as my car was behind hers. There was also anothe car behind mine so I got into my car nd waited for her to drive out, as she did no sooner had I put the gear on reverse did I see from my rear view mirror the same car hurtling back into the compound with speed. This may sound weird but I stayed frozen. I could see it coming, in slow motion but I just froze....then impact. I was wearing sit belt and was just on my briefs...the force nearly threw me towards the windscreen. The back of the car was smashed to pieces with some sole billowing from the back. Her car was also badly damaged. In stunned disbelief she came out and began to cry. Now this girl has been driving years before I bought my first car, she is no learner but I could tell she was having a hard time making sense of what just happened. Neighbours came around..you know the usual pandemonium.

Now the car was badly damaged , but what stunnedme more was the lack of rage or anger I felt. Even worse I felt sorry for her. She offered to give me her keys but I declined. What's wrong with me? Why am i not mad at her? Thankfully the car could still move. I drove the car out the gate, called my mechanic, gave the keys to my neighbour to give to him when he arrived then went back to my room and collapsed on my bed in defeat.

Barely 30 minutes later I heard the bell again. I was irritated this time cos I was beginning to enjoy my sleep, it was a welcome getaway fro, the chaos all around me. When i opened the door to my surprise I was greeted to the sight if a middle aged lady with a bible and an MFM sticker on it. I beckoned her to come in. Now my name is Fred, everybody knows me as Fred but I have a native name which I need not disclose here. She addresed me by my native name which got me startled. She explained she had been here the night before but was told nobody with that name resides here. She decided to try again this morning, this time describing me in some detail.

Now by this time the car has being taken to the mechanic, i was also getting agitated, weeks prior my experience with a man of God had proven to be a waste of time. But her opening remark dispelled that agitation, it was immediately replaced by fear. My heart was racjng and i was visibly shaken. How do i know? she p,eaded with me tk calm down for 5 minutes .She was blunt and to the point. She said God sent to me with a message. The message was ..quoting her verbatim

" The Lord asked me to tell you that an event will take place today concerning your car, but you should not be worried. God is making this event happen you will not step out of your house today. You have been marked by people. God will prevent you from leaving so that you will not be marked. Your blood has been demanded, today is the day but God has chosen to spare your life because you are from a good family". She further explained that I should not drive for seven days, even after the car is fixed I should still not enterthecar until the car is cleansed by a man of God.

Needless to say I was stunned, the nightmare was back, when is this gonna end? Low and behold an hour later I got a call from this guy asking If I was okay.

I'll post the concluding part of my experience I little while. Its 5:04 pm as of this writing. I have a pressing engagement but will be back shortly. Everything I have said is nothing but the truth.

Why does this guy want to harm u so badly? What did you do to him?
Why have u decided not to answer this question?

intrepidJ:
August. Why?

Something must really be wrong with you upstairs..after all these you are still in that house?well maybe it's your time to die because any right thinking human being would have moved out of that apartment, but when death hovers around someone he doesn't do the logical thing but acts foolishly..u simply don't value your life,i pity you..heavy loose guarding na I'm you de do so,and if you no careful them go chop you sara..just imagine after everything you are still comfortable staying there?smh..the few people I know who have died where people who loose guarded like you,

You know this guys are viki boys and have made several attempts on your life and you still mingle with them and even give lifts to their brothers?I really pity you..I hope by the time you realise how foolish you are it won't be too late..abi you think say you be superman abi?good luck to you..it's just like saying there is a venomous snake in a pot and you are well aware of it and still yet gamble and put your hands in the pot to pick up a piece of meat hoping u don't get bit.. really dumb bro

EgunMogaji:
Interestingly enough, in my opinion, it is actually far more dangerous out here than at home.

In Nigeria, prudent bikers will not speed too much because of those bad roads and bad drivers. Over here I can hit 150mph almost instantly and I just can't see how to get that done anywhere in Nigeria with sanity. With the fear of agbegilodo, maruwa, people crossing the freeways, etc

So accidents happen here a lot but our rapid response ambulance saves lives. They would too in Nigeria but them done steal all the money finish.

Most of the accidents in Nigeria are with Okadas and I think it's because they are mostly ridden by untrained riders who only ride to eek out a living.

I was actually referring to my base here in Europe,however I'll never go on a bike in Nigeria I think it's way too dangerous in Lagos.

euromilion:
I was actually referring to my base here in Europe,however I'll never go on a bike in Nigeria I think it's way too dangerous in Lagos.

I stand corrected and offer profuse apologies.

EgunMogaji:
Whenever I read imbecilic stories like this, I ask myself what did I do to have the same nationality with these set of people.

this cracked me up!

EgunMogaji:
I stand corrected and offer profuse apologies.

Oh,there was no need for apologies bro,it's all good.

intrepidJ:
August. Why?

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Just wanted to know. You have some of my traits. The too caring and emotional side. At times I see it as my weak link.

Special thanks to Mr intrepidJ for turning here to a comedy and a battle zone to my religious brothers and sisters IGNORANCE. is a disease and to my non-believer IT IZ ONLY A FOOL THAT WILL BELIEVE THAT THERE IS NO GOD. I cant help but think that it is a well cooked story.............something are just not in place, fishy and somethings are not connecting

torqque7:
Something must really be wrong with you upstairs..after all these you are still in that house?well maybe it's your time to die because any right thinking human being would have moved out of that apartment, but when death hovers around someone he doesn't do the logical thing but acts foolishly..u simply don't value your life,i pity you..heavy loose guarding na I'm you de do so,and if you no careful them go chop you sara..just imagine after everything you are still comfortable staying there?smh..the few people I know who have died where people who loose guarded like you,

You know this guys are viki boys and have made several attempts on your life and you still mingle with them and even give lifts to their brothers?I really pity you..I hope by the time you realise how foolish you are it won't be too late..abi you think say you be superman abi?good luck to you..it's just like saying there is a venomous snake in a pot and you are well aware of it and still yet gamble and put your hands in the pot to pick up a piece of meat hoping u don't get bit.. really dumb bro

It's apparent you flunked common sense in school. Its 2017 , im telling about events that happened in 2015. READ. I moved out December 2015. Before you open your mouth and spill crap I give you an hour to apologises. If you do not I decree it is your time to die this year. You can call my bluff, if you do not apologise and retract that sensless post I will make a pronouncement your remain days in Earth won't exceed November this year.

Well Comedy or not I have shared my testimony, regardless of the majority close minded lost people here if it impacts and motivates only one person here then my testimony has not been in vain. The rest of you, oya continue...remind me how primitive and foolish believer are, how superstitious and naive people are for believing this. Sad thing is at the end of the day deep down you know I am right, no matter how pretentious you are about not believing this, you know deep down God is not a myth. My story is not comedy, if you choose to delude yourself, carry one. I'm out of this thread.

I can never b dumb to the extent that I cant tap 0.1% of my BRAIN

adjoviomole:
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Just wanted to know. You have some of my traits. The too caring and emotional side. At times I see it as my weak link.

Yeah because people will take advantage of your benevolence, that's the way it is in this part of the world

Intrepidj..
I totally believe you.. God's Not Dead.. He's Surely Alive

What you're suffering is PTSD.... You need a psychiatrist
Post Traumatic Stress Disorder.. You can do a background check on it online....

PTSD for what? Jeez I'm giving you guys a testimony of my personal experience in 2015. Seems you are focused on the now, its history. That event is what led me to believe in the power of God.

I will never forget this moment in my life. Its 11:41 pm July 8 2017, and as I type these words I'm having a hard time catching my breath, even after all this year's I still experience the fear when I remember how lucky I was

Those were your words intrepidj...

IF you say you've gotten over it... No wahala

this is not a lie!!! giving carries enough grace from God together with a kind heart.

Get a grip on yourself. Stop seeking empathy from strangers rather seek professional advice. By the way, tell the angel and god that saved you from your friend you gave your ipad to that he watched families including children burn to death at the Grenfell tower and did nothing, once again. or haven't we come to expect this? There are even some clips of some of the victims praying before the fire consumed them. You honestly think you are so important

Check for symptoms of people going nuts and relate so you can handle your business.

Christians are not naive my big nuts.

intrepidJ:
My brother. First of all I am hardly a religious fanatic, I have not been to church in years. I am sharing my experience, what you do with it is entirely up to you. But remember this, you are threading on dangerous grounds. If you think your making a mockery of my experience and religion makes you smart then I feel sorry for you, you live in a bubble. Most Christ believing Christians are not naive, they are smarter than you in majority of cases. You are probably mocking me or calling me mentally ill because you are ok, you have it good. It's easy for you to condemn when you 're fine, but when you are in a life threatening situation, when you are in yourdeath bed, when your life flashes before your eyes, you will ask yourself "WHAT IF". What if by some chance you are wrong? Is eternal damnation worth it? I implore you to desist from insulting and making a mockery of someone's testimony, you are not to far from blasphemy.