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ebankole:@ebankole, thanks very much and I'm not giving up. I had it rough growing up even up till now, but seriously won't give up. I will PM you for further assistance. Thanks for your help and God bless you more. |
@ebankole, thanks for your care and love, may GOD Almighty bless you more and more. Now I'm really fed up of seeing this house that I've once lived with my step-father. seeing this house now and then in my dream makes me uncomfortable as it represent struggle,hatred and substantial loss of guideance and help that could have aided my formative year as an adolescent. Worst of all today again I have to battle my step-father in a way that was disturbing. In my dream of that house, I went to the inner store in the kitchen and the place was dark, I sence somebody in person of my step-brother was lying in that dark store and I was talking to him to give me something. My step-brother stood up to dish out cooked yam to me in that dark store. I still could not see him but I saw him bringing out the food from a container into the plate ane from nowhere my step-father appeared. This time he was huge though dark in complexion but darker and wearing a black pants that looks like those of wrestlers. He was accusing me of coming to the store and went straight behind the store to close the door against me. My right hand was still by the pole of the door and he pushed the door with force. I thought my bone was going to shatter. He struggled really hard to close the door against me with his unusual giant structure and the only thing I used in stopping him was my hand. I knew that it was not my because I was equally suprised how I could use an ordinary hand to stop the force he was using to close the door. I woke up and started praying still feeling the pressure of the door against my hand and I pleaded the blood of Jesus on it. Shortly I slept off again and found myself in this same house but in our dinning room extension. This time my step-brother was now trying to remove 6 slices of bread from the nylon on the table in the living room. He mentioned the bakers name and it was one of the biggest supermall in Abuja that is equally baking such. He walked to where I was and handed 3 slices of the bread to me. I looked at the bread and removed a strand of hair like 2-3inches long from it, still looking at how white the bread was and slightly different from our conventional slice bread that we buy from the shelf. I woke up. ![]() |
ebankole:Thank you @ebankole, may you never stumble in life, the grace of our Lord Jesus richly dwell on you. This points have been my prayer points and I was even telling God the deadline I needed to do things. I have made hasty generalisation on opportunities in the past only for me to trace my steps back again. Once again thank you and God bless. ![]() |
@openmine, ckukwuka12 and others with indepth knowledge on this YouWin please I am new here and with a business idea but all the english they are asking me is kind of confusing. Kindly help. ![]() |
@ebankole, please I need your assistance on this and I pray God will enlighten your understanding the more. Woke up with this vision this morning and I feel not too comfortable. I happen to be coming from somewhere in my dream and I pass through a door to a verandah but the floor was dirty and I got my hand and some part of my shirt stained. In real life I have converted that shirt to a rag. Looking sideway I found out there is an extension of the verandah that I could have followed without getting myself stained. I instantly try to move to that place but found out there were slaughtered goats and animals that resemble bushmeat but as big as a goat kid and bigger than that. Suprisingly as I was looking at those dead animals, I found out some or them have swollen and getting rotten with flies all round. It looks as if I knew who slaughtered them and the person want to use it to prepare food in her buka but as I am typing this I can't recollect her face. I moved on to clean the stains on my hand and shirt when I found out there were ladies who tied only wrapper to their chest that was not black but exactly like the colour of a pencil tip and they were all standing in suggestive manner. Some stood with their boyfriends and another one seated with somebody's head inbetween her lap. I moved over to the running tap in a sink to clean the spotted area on my shirt and I heard a moaning sound from one of those tying the wrapper. As I reached for the tap, one of them tried opening the door to where I was and on sensing that I was still there stepped backward and used the door to cover her face so that I won't see her. Thereafter I woke up. |
@ebankole, thanks very much. God bless you. |
ebankole:May the Almighty continually bless you. ![]() Please @ebankole, I was half asleep and I heard like a word from my heart that says "I will stop at nothing, I will hold on to nothing...". Thereafter is like I started praying and I woke up. Please what does it mean because it was after a serious vigil with my wife that I heard this word. |
ebankole:May the Lord bless you. Thanks, so grateful. |
ebankole:Please can I do a prayer of agreement with my wife and if so what should we pray or how should we go about it. Thanks |
@ebankole, thank you so much, may the almighty GOD continually bless you. |
Good day @ebankole, God bless you really good and may he continually refresh your spirit. |
Good news for the Old Man, I hope the forever will include his grandchildren considering the man's age. ![]() |
FG taking us on roller coaster |
Nigerian politicians are nothing less of a rogue. ![]() |
Fashola is high on football ![]() |
Something is actually fishy here, the FB page, Twitter Account and Blog were pulled down immediately she made the confession and now coming up with this information. I'm not against you confessing or trying to free your mind, but enough of turning the social media attention unto yourself. Live the new life you have discovered to the fullest and move on. OK.... |
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