Delivered from Death’s Door: A Triple Victory

“The LORD is my light and my salvation; whom shall I fear? the LORD is the strength of my life; of whom shall I be afraid?” – Psalm 27:1 (KJV)

In the face of relentless spiritual battles, the unwavering power of God stands as our ultimate shield. When the enemy seeks to destroy, God intervenes with miraculous healing, divine protection, and triumphant victory. Truly, what God cannot do does not exist, for He alone turns sickness into health, fear into faith, and danger into deliverance, proving His boundless might over every adversary.

My dear brethren, I am overjoyed to share the goodness and mercies of God in my life. Early this year, I faced severe afflictions. Coming from a polygamous family, I believe the enemy targeted me, the firstborn, with a desire to take my life. I was struck with kidney failure, heart failure, and liver failure. Chosen, praise the Lord!

My legs, stomach, and entire body became severely swollen. I took many medications, but nothing helped. I came to meet our Daddy in his office outside the gate. He saw me and asked, “Brother, what happened? Why are you like this?”

I told him, “Daddy, they say it’s heart failure, kidney failure, and liver failure.” He looked at me with compassion. There is a special way he ministers, and God saw that and decided to show me mercy. He then declared, “Father, I cancel this affliction in Jesus’ name! Intervene in Jesus’ name!” I responded with a heartfelt “AMEN.” Brethren, I left, and to my astonishment, the very next day, the swelling in my legs began to reduce! Chosen, praise the Lord! I returned to the hospital for tests, and they told me, “We cannot find anything wrong anymore.”

My second testimony occurred during our programme, “And the Enemies Submitted.” Brethren, the enemy afflicted me again. This time, I developed three large boils in my armpit, one on my stomach, and another on my leg, all oozing pus. I also suffered from a high fever, headache, and chills; my entire system was in disarray. One Thursday, I came to church, and our Daddy mounted the pulpit. As he prayed, he specifically said, “That young man they want to kill, that arrow of death, I return it back to sender! You will not die because you are a Chosen!” Those were his powerful words. After the prayer, I went home.

Two days later, I had a vivid dream where I was discussing with my deceased siblings; it felt incredibly real. Suddenly, a long-nosed “Nkapi rat” (a type of rat) let out a loud shriek. I woke up with a shout. The room smelled strongly, as these rats often do. I thought it was outside, as my window was open, but it had a net. It shrieked again, so I grabbed my phone, turned on the torch, and saw it right on my bed with me! I don’t know how it got past the net. I quickly scrambled out of the bed, fell down, and as I fell, my right leg and right hand began to paralyse. I immediately began to plead the blood of Jesus, declaring, “I am a Chosen!” I crawled towards my door, dragged myself up, forced myself to walk, closed the door, and killed the evil rat. Chosen, praise the Lord! The God of Chosen gave me victory again, and my enemies submitted.

My third testimony happened after our last combined service. I went home around 3 PM and asked my boy to prepare food, which he did. After eating, I intended to rest in bed, but I decided to rest for a short while on a chair instead. I don’t know when I fell asleep there, unaware that the enemy had sent a snake into my room, waiting for me to lie on the bed to accomplish their mission. But the God of Chosen said no, and made me sleep on the chair instead. When I woke up, I decided to take a bath. I soaped my entire body, including my head. Just as I was about to pour water on my head, to my shock, I saw something moving towards my leg – it was a snake! Chosen, praise the Lord! Brethren, there was no weapon nearby to kill the snake. I jumped to the door, ran into my room, grabbed a cutlass, rushed back to the bathroom, and crushed the serpent’s head. When I slew the snake, blood poured like water in the bathroom. The God of Chosen gave me another victory, confirming our Daddy in the Lord’s declaration that no Chosen shall die a day before their appointed time.

I return all glory to the God of Chosen for these incredible victories and for continually proving His faithfulness in my life. He is indeed a God who delivers, protects, and heals. I pray for our Daddy in the Lord, that God will continue to protect him and all Chosen members worldwide, ensuring we all make heaven at last.

Chosen, praise the Lord!