Yup!! All seats full!! They said the church wouldn’t gather for another 2 years. They said we wouldn’t come together again. God’s word, performed, as He said it would. #monthofrecovery 1Sam 30:1- “No matter the situation, never despair, God is in control” Pastor Yemisi
Still celebrating a thorough & perfect example of Christ! You never see souls as trees. Full of tireless fervour for the Kingdom, always seeing God's Vision in everything, an endless inspiration. Your fruits speak loud & clear! I❤you Dad, & join the world in thanking God for you!
Happy birthday Sir! You are SPECIAL in everyway! Thank you for exhibiting the character of the Spirit at all time. Thank you for your unparalleled sense of humour😊👏 Thank you for the love and kindness you lavish on everyone that comes in contact with you. The Lord is with you Sir, STRONG AND MIGHTY! My Family and I, love you dearly!💞
Happy Birthday dear Pastor Tony, God bless you for your dedication and commitment to the vision of the ministry, for all you do to facilitate the propagation of the gospel and for the many lives you've impacted for Christ. It's from glory to greater glory for you. Enjoy a glorious year of increased grace and abundant blessings. I love you
HAPPY BIRTHDAY ESTEEMED PASTOR TONY IKEOKWU!! Today, LoveWorld Radio joins the LoveWorld Nation and the Host of Heaven to celebrate a special gift to the body of Christ. Thank you sir for all your support and commitment to the spread of the gospel through LoveWorld Radio around the world. We love you dearly sir
CELEBRATING AN EXTRAORDINARY PERSONALITY 🎈 Join us in wishing Happy Birthday to Pastor Tony Ikeokwu 🎈 Thank you for being so passionate about the spread of the Gospel of our Lord Jesus. Of your increase there shall be no end. Many more years of fruitfulness and joy. We love and appreciate you!
Celebrating a true champion and hero! No one in the world does it like you mama. Thank you for leading me to Christ @ 5 years old, and guiding me in a life of loving the Lord more & more ever since. I'm so blessed to be your daughter!!! ❤❤I LOVE YOU!❤❤ #perfectpoa #June630
💥NO ONE DOES IT BETTER THAN CE CANADA😉!!💥 Watch this special Challenge from the Staff in Canada Region in celebration of our Highly Esteemed Regional Pastor, Reverend Ken! Happy Father’s Day to our dear Dad! We love you Sir! Here we go! DANCE DANCE DANCE💃🏽💃🏽💃🏽 📣📣📣 We challenge our fellow Staff in Ministry the world over! We are the BEST! #FathersDayChallenge #CanadaRocks #Perfection #RevKen #BestDad
Yup, it is still our year of perfection. One day a young woman stopped me just after services. “Pastor sir, I would love to see you” “Ok... went I” And so she started to tell me about how things were tough for her and her husband after they had gotten married. They had several issues after issues, quarrels; they were trying to have a child, she couldn’t get a job, finances seemed tight even though he had a good job and several other things. Firstly, I was surprised because as far as I was concerned, she didn’t look more than a child. It wasn’t just in her physical look, it was just something about her. I also discerned that the matter was far deeper than what she was saying. “Where is your husband?” went I “He didn’t come to church, he is at work” “I need to see both of you” “Hmmmm pastor, he is very busy oh! He hardly has time for anything apart from the work” “I need to see both of you. The matter before you both is serious, when he has time, you both should come”. It took a couple of weeks and she finally dragged her husband to church. Tall, nicely built light skinned and handsome. I took one look at him and I went Chai!! Please who committed this crime against humanity by allowing the two of them to get married. He was even more of a child than she was. Anyways... counseling must go on. It has happened, it has happened. Interviewing him revealed that he had a job with an expatriate firm not so far from church. The job paid quite well considering his level of education. He also supplemented by doing extra time at work. So as I counseled, I saw ominous clouds. The type Jesus said only came out through prayer and fasting. “So guys, this matter is a bit more serious than you think. You would need to spend time in prayer and fasting. I suggest you choose a 5-day period for praying and fasting. I will pray and fast along with you” went I. “Thank you sir” went the lady enthusiastically, “I think that...” she started before being cut off by the guy. “Pastor, 5 days praying and fasting!! That’s too much. I cannot do eet!! You want to kill me? I gats to eat oh! 5 days ke!!” And that is how the negotiation began. “Okay can we do 3 days 6-6pm” went moi. “6-6pm? hahahahaha” went our brother. “Pastor I know myself, I cannot” And that’s how I found myself doing Abraham and God over the soul of Lot and the inhabitants of Sodom and Gomorrah. “What of 6-3pm?” “Not possible, I know myself oh” “Are you a laborer?” As I was asking the question I knew the answer from his smooth face and hands. “No” “So what is the problem? Do you have an ulcer? A medical condition? Why can’t you fast? “Pastor, I know myself. I can’t stay away from my food that long. I gats to eat nau! Is it me that killed Jesus? How can someone go that long without eating?” At that point, I could literally see his village people tying red cloth on his banana tree. I could see the choir of demons singing the song they had just composed for him ... 🎶 He is coming home, he is coming home!! Oh yes he is coming home! 🎵 I broke away from my visions and continued the negotiations. “Ok, can we do 6-12pm? I mean you would only skip breakfast” “I will try. That one is very hard but I will try. I will not promise that I can do the 3 days but I will try. It is not this week sha, you will give me time to prepare” I felt very sad as I found myself almost reverting to my Roman catholic training and doing a benediction over his soul. Anyways, I never heard from them again. That was a period we didn’t have mobile phones so I couldn’t get in touch. Several months later, I was walking into church on a week day when I was stopped by a greeting. “Good afternoon pastor!!” Went this enthusiastic greeting like someone who knew me and whom I should know. I looked very well and to God, the creature before me was totally unknown to me amongst my several brethren. Tall, extremely thin and looking in despair. He looked like he hadn’t had a bath, clothes were ruffled, his color drifted between dark and light skin and yes he kinda looked very hungry. “Don’t you remember me?” Went he “Ahhhh, please forgive me, I don’t? I am also sure you are not my member” went I. And there began the story. So this was our guy who couldn’t fast even to 12pm. Months after the counseling episode, he lost his job. They couldn’t pay their rent and eventually got kicked out. At the moment, his wife was staying with her parents. Her parents house couldn’t take both of them. He had been squatting from place to place with any friend that would take him in. As he spoke, my mind drifted to pharaoh’s dream of 7 fat cows swallowed by 7 gaunt cows. The person in front of me was definitely the gaunt cow that had swallowed the fat cow that I had counseled. I was quickly brought back from my reverie by his next words. “Pastor it has been really very tough!! Some days I barely get one meal to eat!! Infact today, since daybreak (6am) I haven’t had anything to eat and right now, it is past 6pm!!” Gbam!!! 🎶 Ending Soundtrack goes like this... oti ooooooooooo!!! 🎼 ewoooooooo....!!! - End credits - Eph. 4:11-14 11 And he gave some, apostles; and some, prophets; and some, evangelists; and some, pastors and teachers; 12 For the perfecting of the saints, for the work of the ministry, for the edifying of the body of Christ: 13 Till we all come in the unity of the faith, and of the knowledge of the Son of God, unto a perfect man, unto the measure of the stature of the fulness of Christ: 14 That we henceforth be no more children, tossed to and fro, and carried about with every wind of doctrine, by the sleight of men, and cunning craftiness, whereby they lie in wait to deceive; Yup! 2020 is our year of perfection. What did you think? Go listen to the message again. Some of us need to have some nonsense and ingredient literally panel beated out of our heads. I believe the year is doing that for many. Life isn’t only just about haleloooooooooyah! Praise da gawd!! Praise master Jeeeeesssoooooos!! We are in series 7 of your loveworld with Pastor Chris. If you like don’t watch it. Trust me, your village people would be looking for the yellow and red rope to tie around your own banana tree. Ahhh I forgot, they will upgrade your own from banana to plantain tree. Sayonara **word study** Perfection Perfection means to bring something to completion. God perfects us via His word. Mat 5:48 Be ye therefore perfect, even as your Father which is in heaven is perfect Jesus said it is possible so yes it is. Eph. 4:11-14 gives the process. We are in the end times. God is speeding up the process of our perfection. We must be first flight ready. *** assignment of the week** Year of perfection by Pastor Chris. Audio and video on the PCDL app. ** playlist of the day *** Ada Ehi - Settled Evang Kathy - Blessed be the Lord T-Sharp - I got the Victory
First flight!! So I am not quite so sure what happened previously but it must surely have been that I was very very tired and I slept off. Before I slept off I remember that my wife and kids had been all over me. Some screaming, shouting and generally happy family things and then I finally got to sleep. Now... that wasn’t the story. The next events are. I got up much later to extremely very eerie silence. I lived in the quiet part of a quiet part of Lagos but this quietness was kinda off a hmmmmm... sort of quietness. No generator sound, no sound of people, cars or beast. Everywhere was eerily silent and there was this slight ringing in my ears. I picked up the phone and dialed my wife. It rang out severally. Hmmmmm! I got up and I went to the bathroom, looked into the mirror and I recognized that it was myself. For extra measure I pinched myself to make sure it was me ( not sure why but I do that once in a while). I used style to check my neighbors through our bathroom window... silence!!. Shuoooo!!! In this Lagos? I opened my door, went from room to room no kids no wife. Now I started getting alarmed. I ran downstairs. Went to the kitchen, living room, guest room - nobody. It wasn’t just the fact that there was nobody. There was just this very heavy silence about the place and this deep feeling of being alone. “Ahhhhhhhh!! They have raptured!! I have been left behind”! Those were the first thoughts that came to my mind. Why those thoughts came at that time, I don’t quite know. But I seemed quite convinced. Hehehehehe! so as regards my wife, she was so SU and so keyed in that I kinda always joked that before the trumpet would have touched the angel’s lips, she would have gone fiam!! But first she would have gone to the boys “Jason, Christian” Oya let’s go. Your Dad would meet us later” “Tony it is rapture time oh, leave that laptop alone!” I sat on the couch and held my head. All of pastor Chris’s teachings from “the terminal generation”; Elder T’s LMC eschatology classes came into my mind. I remembered the Tim Lahaye “left behind” series and the movies. When I remembered the mark of the beast, the tribulation, I shouted to myself “Mo gbe” Ehn!! Olorun maje!!! God forbid!! Yup I can sure be a drama king sometimes!! “God where did I miss it?” I quickly ran a spiritual check: soul winning? check; partnership? Check; Christian living? Check; apart from not visiting my mother regularly as I should, and one or two vexing with someone here and there, everything else checked out fine. “God is it that you want me to be part of the revolutionary force during this period”? ( 🤦🏽♂️🙄 seriously? Well, that is what you get from too much movie watching plus added drama kingism ). I dialed it up for extra measure. “God, not my will but yours be done”. It is okay!! I steeled myself for the pain and suffering to come. All this while, I kinda felt disoriented. I felt whoozy and tired. Most of all, My ears had a slight ringing. I thought to myself that maybe it was the part of the sound of the trumpet that I didn’t quite finish hearing. Anyways, I ran into the compound and then I realized that true true they had gone. Yup they had but they had used physical means... her car wasn’t in the garage!! At least I was lucid enough to realize that cars don’t rapture. Just then, I heard my phone ring... I ran to where I had left it. “Heyyyy what’s up” came the familiar voice at the other end “Where are you all, mehn I thought you and the kids had raptured” “Hehehehehe” came her voice in that her usual half laughing half talking manner. “It must be the drugs the doctor gave you. You needed to rest. Tony it is Sunday, we were in church, I couldn’t pick my phone. We are on our way back” Apparently there is something called malaria psychosis. It is defined as “neuropsychiatric reactions producing paranoid delusions” That was my test run. You could call it a fire drill. Drills simulate a real event. When the real event happens, would you be found ready? That, is the real question. Pastor Chris has been releasing some valuable end time revelations these past weeks. We are on part 3. You do yourself irreparable harm if you don’t key in. *** Yes you are at home One of the big tendencies is to let yourself go. You get so indisciplined in your eating that you add so much weight. 1. Watch your portions. You really don’t need more than literally a handful of food to live well. Weigh yourself everyday. 2. Eat healthy. Avoid soda and junk food 3. Exercise - walk around your compound, exercise within your home, climb up and down the steps. If where you live is conducive, run, jog, walk for at least 1hr daily. 4. Exercise your mind. Develop it. 5. Pray and study 6. Create a schedule that mimics your regular work schedule. 7. Build your relationships. Call up people. Find out how they are doing. It also creates opportunities for soul winning. *** playlist T-Sharp I got the Victory https://fanlink.to/cNsN SeOk War Ready https://linktr.ee/SeOkMusic Sayonara.
Perception: Covid:19 or Covik: 1-9? Final part The big problem here was that we stuck to our own perspective of the issue. Here was someone telling us the matter with “insider information” and we were refusing to listen. It suddenly hit me “I do not always have the final answer on all information. I must learn to open my mind and think”. I thought to myself on how much I had missed by being closed minded. From that day, I started to train myself to ask questions, to probe. To not accept everything verbatim. But... that’s simply said than done. So I have these two lovely kids. Yup love them with all my heart and soul. I passed that mantra of questioning everything to them. Sometimes at my detriment. Me: “Jason don’t give me stuff with your left hand again” Jason: “why” Me (in exasperation): if I slap that your face, you will see if you still have mouth to be asking me why. You will think that’s the end of the matter. 2 hrs later here comes Jason. Jason: “dad, I searched the internet and this practice of no left hands is purely Nigerian. No one seems to have an explanation on why that culture exists. You know I am a teenager right, I always have a phone in my right hand so the free one is the left” My answer was first to shake my head and then calmly explain that for the sake of some Nigerian uncles and aunts, we should respect this culture that has absolutely no meaning. Now you need to meet Christian. So one day, I am taking Christian to school. Along the way, we stopped over to buying fuel. This is in the US. He was on his phone when I pulled in by the gas pump. Me: hey, cut off the phone call. Christian: why? Me: what kind of silly question is that. We are at the gas station man! Christian: and so? Me: there is a law against using mobile phones at gas stations. Besides haven’t you seen all those you tube videos about gas stations exploding? He eyes me and reluctantly puts the phone away. A few minutes later, he ambles to my side. “Dad, you know that is a dumb thing to believe right? You at least with all your science background should ask what the connection is between a phone call and exploding fuel stations.” “If there was a connection, trust me we wouldn’t have any fuel stations left. How come you just believed all those you tube videos without asking real questions? You were the one who trained us to ask questions but you seem to be dropping the ball here” He then went on a 14 minutes lecture about phones and fuel and finished it with a lecture on archaic and outdated american laws that have no meaning. At that point, I kinda turned darker from blushing. Yer he was right!! Chai!! How did I miss it? How many times have we blundered by not questioning. Pastor Chris these past two weeks challenged us to think and ask questions. To look beyond the fascia. To look for dots and connect them so as to arrive at a pattern. To understand deeper that what you see isn’t always what is. And boy!! There was a pushback. The fact there was such a huge pushback should tip us off to the fact that there is more than meets the eye. It was so alarming that much of the pushback was coming from within the church. We even had brethren shaking. One thing though is that Pastor Chris has opened our eyes and minds to something new. Many have learnt to question and seek answers. It would never be life as usual again. What about you? Is it Zuma rock or Zuma hill🤪? Sayonara