DEAD CHILD REVIVED

In the Name of our Lord Jesus Christ, Amen In the Blood of our Lord Jesus Christ, Amen Now and forever-more. Amen. I am Prophetess Ayo Michael of Awo Bethel in Kaduna Brethren, I have reasons to thank the Sole Spiritual Head of the Universe, Leader Olumba Olumba Obu; He gives me life and sets me free from the bondage of satan. May His Name be praise now and forever-more. Amen. When I was not yet baptised into Brotherhood of the Cross and Star, I always fell sick, poverty and distress gripped me beyond control; worst of all I had no male child. At appointed time our Holy Father came and wiped away all tears from our eyes, not because of our righteousness but to fulfill His promise, and to show His love and mercy towards us, in Name of our Lord Jesus Christ, Amen. He revealed us as the children of this new Kingdom and called us unto Himself. Not quite long I took in, but when the pregnancy was seven months I noticed that the child in my womb could not show any sign of movement. I told my husband and neighbours about my experience, but the only advice they could give me was that I should go to a medical doctor as quickly as possible for a check-up. Then I remembered the teaching of our Holy Father that we should not go to the hospital consult native or English doctors for treatments. I decided to travel all the way from Kaduna to Calabar to see our Leader (The Creator of all native and English doctors); and so I came in company of our choristers who were on the same mission. The Sole Spiritual Head ushered us in as usual, blessed us and gave us some fruits and holy water to take. When it was my turn, Papa gave me two cups of the holy water to drink, He said one was for the child in my womb. Brethren, immediately I drank the water, I felt movement of the child in my womb; I thanked the Father. I was perplexed; the next thing I did was to kneel down and worship the Father. After this I left for my station at Awo in Kaduna; there we had a general meeting for the bethel. I attended the meeting as usual. While the meeting was on, a visitor went to my place of residence and asked of me. The unknown visitor was directed to the bethel where we were holding the general meeting; he waited patiently until the meeting was over. This man approached my husband telling him that he would like to spend that night with us (in our house). My husband objected to this idea; we knew next to nothing about what was going to happen thereafter, and little did we know that the old man (visitor) was our Sole Spiritual Head, Leader Olumba Olumba Obu. I was moved to tell my brother (husband) that the old man was our Leader, and that we should take the visitor home. He concurred with me in that view; he took the man home on his motorcycle while I followed behind in company of Sister Victoria Agefeyi. This wonderful visitor slept in the parlour with my husband while I slept in my bed-room alone. At mid-night I started to experience labour pains (this was my seventh month). I called on my husband to come to my rescue; but he did nothing than to pray; he continued shouting on the Name of our Holy Father. Just as he ended up the prayer I saw two hands approaching me physically; to my surprise, I did not see the fellow in person. The two hands reached my private part and removed the child from my womb. I was struck with fear and excitement when I witnessed this unusual miracle materialing on me physically; I thought I was dreaming. The two hands disappeared immediately; when I turned round to see the child I found that he was dead. All this time, the old man (visitor) was still lying in the parlour and did not come to the scene of my labour. I wept sore, but my husband consoled me by telling me that we must thank God for having forced the dead child out of my womb. We wrapped the corpse with cloth and put it under the bed for burial in the morning. My husband went back to the parlour to sleep but I remained where I was in sorrow and grief. My Holy Father made it possible for me to sleep. In the dream I saw the Leader wearing a red soutane. He took up this dead child, washed the corpse and rubbed it with holy oil, then. He handed it over to me and ordered that I should knock the head of the child on the ground seven times; this I did. He assured me that the child would not die again; at this juncture, I woke up from the dream. I went to my husband that same night and narrated the dream to him. In reply he advised me (in comfort) to think less about it and that I should go back and sleep. He added that peradventure, I had the dream simply because I was thinking too much about the child whom I loved so dearly. But I told him that I had a strong belief that our Holy Father would never disappoint me. My husband, who did not want to offend me, said I should go and do as the spirit directed me. I went under the bed and drew out the dead child (just as it was tied with the cloth) I removed the cloth and annointed the corpse with holy oil; my brother stood behind looking at me in amazement. Then, I knocked the head of the child on the ground seven times. Immediately I said "let thanks, praises and honour be given to God in the Name of our Lord Jesus Christ, Amen, the Leader gave back life to this child. He cried out and so I rushed him down to my bed-room; my husband (brother) stood dumb founded. In the morning I got set to wash my child. This wonderful visitor who slept in our parlour came up to me and asked for a stool and some water; he prayed over this water and it turned into holy oil. It was this holy oil that I used in bathing the child. This visitor ordered the entire members of the family to come and kneel down (besides the child); he offered prayer in a language I had never heard before. He opened to Psalm 25 and asked me to bend the child's head so as to touch the bible (where he opened). Then the old man assured me that he (my child) would never taste of death again. My husband enquired from this kind man what he would charge for such a miraculous performance, but the visitor did not charge even one kobo. He only asked for banana which my husband gave to him from the refrigerator. Brethren, this was in the morning and my people had gathered round to congratulate me on the safe delivery of the child, but they did not know that the baby boy had died before. This our wonderful visitor disappeared from among the rest of the people there assembled. It was then that we knew that it was our Sole Spiritual Head who came to visit us. I would advise all brothers and sisters to be entertaining visitors, irrespective of tribe or tongue, for, our Holy Father can come to us at any time and hour of the day (in any form) If my husband did not receive the visitor kindly, I would have died with the child in my womb. I appeal to the entire world (both whites and blacks) to come and embrace this truth and gain this freedom and power to overcome the devils, Our Sole Spiritual Head heals and offers His bountiful blessings free of charge. THANK YOU FATHER Prophetess Ayo Michael