How God Saved Her From Deadly Attacks

No weapon that is formed against thee shall prosper; and every tongue that shall rise against thee in judgment thou shalt condemn. This is the heritage of the servants of the Lord – Isaiah 54:17 (KJV).

What was meant for shame, loss, and death can be turned into laughter, restoration, and praise when the Lord steps into any battle. This is the astonishing testimony of our sister, whose story is one of divine power and undeniable victory. Read her full testimony below.

My name is Blossom Okuere, and I joined the Lord’s Chosen in 2012.

My first testimony is about a woman in my compound who started a quarrel with me over the electricity bill. She wrongly assumed I was the one who shared the bill, so she refused to pay. I didn’t argue with her. Instead, she travelled to her village and brought back a charm. She gave it to her daughter with instructions to blow it on me. The charm was supposed to make me fall, defecate uncontrollably, and die from purging.

One day, while I was passing by, her daughter blew the charm as instructed. I had no idea what had happened until the woman later confessed. But instead of the charm affecting me, it backfired and hit the girl. She collapsed on the spot, became paralyzed, defecated there, and eventually died.

The charm worked exactly as the native doctor described—but on the person who sent it.
After the girl died, her spirit began tormenting her mother, blaming her for her death. She told her, “You said the native doctor is powerful. You sent me to my death.”

The mother confessed everything to her eldest son, who took her to confront the native doctor. The native doctor was confused, saying his charm had never failed before. He asked, “Which church does this woman attend?” The mother replied, “The one where they wear aprons.” He said, “Is it Chosen?” She said, “Yes.” He then shouted, “Ah! If it’s Chosen, the charm can not work! Guns don’t harm them, knives don’t harm them, how will a charm work? If I knew it was Chosen, I would have told you to forget it!”

So, the mother admitted she had sent her daughter because she thought the daughter could act fast. But now, her daughter is lying dead in the mortuary. Her son asked her, “Why, Mama? Why did you do this?”
Out of fear, the family called their pastor to come and pray for her. They didn’t want the matter exposed yet. Coincidentally, that pastor was my husband’s childhood friend from their former church. He told my husband, “You would have buried your wife if this had worked.” My husband was shocked. The pastor begged him to stay silent because they were still praying to see if the girl could be revived.

My husband came home and explained everything to me. He said, “Thank God I didn’t bury my wife. Let them bury themselves.” I thanked God for saving my life.
They were hoping to ask for my forgiveness. But I said, “She died in my place. If you want forgiveness, she must come to Chosen and confess before God..”
When I get to Lagos, I will testify in person. This is how the God of Chosen delivered me. Chosen, praise the Lord!

TESTIMONY 2:
My second testimony is related to a testimony I shared before about burning my father’s ofor (a traditional shrine object). After I shared that testimony, it gave birth to another one.

There was a woman named Chinwe from another church. She also burnt her father’s ofor five years before I did mine because her pastor told her to burn any shrine in the family. But after she burnt it, the charm backfired. In the middle of the night, a strange fire attacked her. Her entire body was burnt, but she didn’t die. Only her eyes were visible, shining out from a body as black as charcoal. She used to be fair-skinned, but the burns changed everything. People in her village mocked her. She only came out at night and suffered for over 12 years.

Before I burnt my father’s ofor, I didn’t know her. But about a month ago, someone from her village contacted me and told me her story. They said she heard that I burnt my father’s shrine and nothing happened to me. I told them, “It wasn’t by my power. I belong to the Lord’s Chosen, and it’s the God of Chosen who burnt the shrine. I only declared myself a Chosen and set fire to it. God did the rest.”

They told me they had tried all kinds of medical treatments, but nothing worked. I said, “There is a solution. Some people even said I died after I burnt the shrine, but here I am, alive and well. They took my husband and children away from me, calling me a spirit. But today, God has restored me.”
So I advised them: “Look for any branch of the Lord’s Chosen. Once she finds it, let her go in and explain everything to the pastor. She will be healed.”

After about a month, she called me and said she had found a Chosen church. She didn’t tell them the full story. She just said, “A Chosen woman sent me, and I believe if I worship here, I will be healed.”
The pastor told her, “Yes, you will be healed, but you must continue as a Chosen.” They prayed for her. Two days later, she was completely healed. Chosen, praise the Lord!

TESTIMONY 3
About six or seven years ago, my husband and I bought a large piece of land in our village. We left it untouched, hoping it would develop naturally over time. Later, we heard that some people were selling others’ land illegally, and ours had been sold.

We started pursuing justice, but the process was frustrating. The people who bought the land were from the king’s side and were using their power to delay everything. My husband got tired and said, “No one wants to hear our case anymore.”
I said, “God, I will not forget this land. We struggled to buy it. It must not be lost.”
When we bought the land, I tied three Chosen aprons on it, one of them on a small palm tree that has now grown. We prayed over that land daily. That was our only source of strength.

Two months ago, we got a call that there was something strange happening on that land. A strange smoke was rising from one corner of it. The king sent someone to inspect, but nobody could go close. Even the strongest native doctor was sent. From a distance, he saw the smoke but refused to go closer. He said he didn’t understand the power behind it.
The king asked him, “You are the strongest. What should we do?”
He replied, “Give me three days to consult the spirit world.”
After three days, he returned and said, “The smoke is coming from a piece of cloth. I don’t know the power behind it, and I cannot touch it.”

The king asked him to remove it, but he refused. He said, “I’ve never seen cloth produce smoke. I can’t handle this.”
Later, the village chiefs confirmed that my husband was the original owner of the land. They summoned all the buyers and sellers. The first buyer tried to remove the cloth but was overwhelmed. The second experienced the same. My husband was the third. He said, “I am the real owner,” and they asked him to remove the cloth.
He called me, and I told him I was praying. He went and picked the cloth, and nothing happened. He told them, “My wife tied this cloth. It’s from our church.”

People started whispering, “So he didn’t bury charm, this cloth is from the Chosen church.”
The king remembered when his children said something about Chosen having power. He said, “If you could touch the cloth and nothing happened, then the land is yours.”
That’s how the God of Chosen recovered our land for us. Chosen, praise the Lord!

Are you facing spiritual attacks, injustice, or situations that feel impossible? The same God who fought for our sister is ready to fight for you. Come and encounter the God of Chosen the God who never loses a battle.
Locate any Lord’s Chosen Worship Centre near you and join us in our next service. Your own testimony will be the next, in Jesus’ name!