His voice as the sound of many waters The world listening His charge as the General at war front Soldiers deployed for war His message as bullets hitting the heart God talking to the saints It's indeed the president's speech! #iclc2021 #thepresidentspeech #thepresident #iclc.
Happy Birthday dear Sis. Praise of the most high God. Here's wishing you the very best of your day. As you celebrate this special day may all your heart desires come to reality and fruition. I love you plenty @worldmeetspraiz
There are fathers and fathers more Yet you are the father of them all Oh, how you travailed on your knees Praying that I should be born 💕💕💕 Years have come and gone Your words make me ageless Symptoms have come and gone I remain fearless n' deathless 💕💕💕 No one loves like you You are love personified Nobody cares like you Your soft voice ever soothing 💕💕💕 Words are not enough, Dada But, if I had to choose I will choose you yet again So proud to be your daughter 💕💕💕 I love You plenty, Sir. HAPPY FATHERS' DAY PASTOR CHRIS Written by Blessing Esuji #HappyFathersDayPastorChris #PastorChris #WritingThisGospel #LGNScribes #LGNrules ------- Like, Comment, Share. ------- Interested in writing? Join The LGN Scribes www.lwgraduatenetwork.com/scribes
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#YourLoveWorldSpecialsSummary Your Loveworld Specials with Pastor Chris, Season 3 - Phase 4 Day 4 POINTS ♦️God lives in us ♦️The Holy Ghost is the deposit ♦️The Holy Ghost brought us into Christ *** In this awe inspiring series of your Loveworld Specials, Pastor Chris taught that God lives in us. Reading from 1cor 16-17, he pointed that this was made possible by the Holy Ghost as our bodies are His temple. He mentioned that the Holy Ghost is a person and was given as a partpayment made to guarantee that his coming with the balance. He said that the Holy Ghost is the guarantee that everything else that is part of the package is certain to be ours. He taught that the Holy Ghost helped Jesus to live in the earth though he was in heaven. He added that we were brought into Christ by the Holy Ghost and he makes the Father's presence and Jesus real to us. In conclusion, the Holy Ghost lives in us. He is the guarantee that we have everything. And, He makes the presence of the father and Jesus real to us. Hallelujah! Glory to God forevermore. Summary by Blessing Esuji #YourLoveWorldSpecials #YourLoveWorld #WritingThisGospel #LGNScribes #LGNrules ------- Like, Comment, Share. ------- Interested in writing? Join The LGN Scribes www.lwgraduatenetwork.com/scribes
𝙼𝚢 𝙿𝙲𝙳𝙻 𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢📝 𝗚𝗢𝗗'𝗦 𝗣𝗥𝗜𝗡𝗖𝗜𝗣𝗟𝗘 𝗙𝗢𝗥 𝗙𝗜𝗡𝗔𝗡𝗖𝗜𝗔𝗟 𝗜𝗡𝗖𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗦𝗘 In his insightful message "God's Principle for Financial Increase", Pastor Chris taught that financial increase is possible and achievable by obeying financial instructions. One of such instructions is to ensure that we are consistent in paying our tithes and giving our offerings. Secondly, he emphasized that money is a tool to influence others for good and to change their lives. It is unlikely, also, for people to frustrate our work when we have money as a defense. God's Principle for Financial Increase is loaded with the instructions we need for a prosperous life. Written by © Brijit Tuuma #PCDL #PCDLSummary #MyPCDLSummary #PastorChrisDigitalLibrary -------- WritingThisGospel #LGNScribes #LGNrules ------- Like, Comment, Share. ------- Are you a Christian writer or interested in writing? Join The LGN Scribes here www.lwgraduatenetwork.com/scribes
Still celebrating the Absolutely Graced Pastor Daba - a woman of extraordinary virtues & giftings of the Spirit. I join saints of God across the Loveworld Nation to thank God for your impactful life of service to God and our Man of God. God bless you now & always with more grace.
DOMINATE YOUR WORLD He lived above the decadence of the world Dominated the principles of parliaments Reigned above every systems of government He is above and beyond times of this world Yes! Like Him, we're not of this world He's made us overcomers in this world To be dominators of corrupt influences Bringing down deceitful and wicked practices Are you faced with temptations and persecutions? Remain unperturbed, undeterred and unruffled When the world is provoked to compromise Maintain your sufficiency, do not mise You hail from God, stick to His words in prayer Be conscious in your prayers, you're an overcomer You're above and beyond So dominate your world Written by Blessing Esuji Rhapsody in Poetry Found Poetry from #ROR March 25, 2021 Title: DOMINATE YOUR WORLD #WritingThisGospel #LGNScribes #LGNrules ------- Like, Comment, Share. Study #RhapsodyofRealities. ------- Are you a Christian writer or interested in writing? Join The LGN Scribes here www.lwgraduatenetwork.com/scribes
PRAYER GUIDE FOR THE GLOBAL DAY OF PRAYER MARCH 26TH 2021 MONDAY 15TH MARCH 2021 It was an avalanche of the miraculous at the 3 Days of Healing Streams live Healing Services with our Dear Man of God Rev (Dr) Chris Oyakhilome which climaxed yesterday, and we are most grateful to God for His love, mercies, compassion and super-abundant grace he lavished upon billions around the world. With this confidence, knowing that there is absolutely nothing impossible with us, we are excited it is 11 Days to the Global Day of Prayer with Pastor Chris from 5:00pm GMT, Friday 26th to Saturday 27th March 2021. As one united force, we are exercising our God given authority in prayer and making dynamic changes everyday ahead of the Global Day of Prayer. Today, we will be: PRAYING FOR A MASSIVE HARVEST OF SOULS AT THE GLOBAL DAY OF PRAYER Join us to make changes around the world as the Esteemed DIRECTOR CGI and LOVEWORLD FOUNDATION SCHOOL, ESTEEMED PASTOR LANRE ALABI leads us in a time of heartfelt prayers. Remember to join in everyday for at least 5 minutes of stirring prayer as we make tremendous power available ahead of the Global Day of Prayer. God bless you. Please watch the video below 👇 #globaldayofprayer 🧑🏾💻: Watch Loveworld UK on 📲: LIVETV Mobile App 💻: www.loveworlduk.org/watch-live 📱: Loveworld UK 3.0 Mobile App To Partner/Contact us Call: +442075115830 Email: email@example.com; firstname.lastname@example.org
HEALER ... a spokenword piece They had been involved in a horrendous accident What's more, his little girl's life remained in a precarious situation for quite a long time evident He could scarcely walk yet he needed to The medical procedure will cost him yet that is not hard too He paid and the medical procedure was successful Yet, after an hour he heard there were complications too tearful She was gone before he could hold her Difficult, as she was his solitary heir His mother snuggled him in a tight hug As the kid was wheeled to the morgue. What's more, spot on at the entrance of the hall There was an angel inclining toward the wall With fire in his eyes And healing in his wings His name is Healer He had been invited by sister Stella Whose mother is lying critical in ward seven An offspring of the Most High Lord of the heaven Passionate devotee of Pastor Chris Taking the presence of God wherever there is. Prior in the first part of the day she had come visiting Imploring in the spirit with fasting Proclaiming supernatural occurrences everywhere That the power of God will fill the atmosphere. As she logs on to the Healing Streams live Her expectations are high She knows that angels will comply So she got other patients in the ward involved Since every one of their agonies will be absolved By the power of God present to heal Regardless of how they feel. While they worshipped, the angel kept the entryway ajar So the bereaved man could hear Pastor Chris from afar However miserable as the man seemed to be, he came limping He heard anointed expressions of power and healing Spilling in the breezes of the Spirit As everybody in the room received without limit. At the point when pastor gave the instruction, he ran like the wind Quicker than the speed of sound Towards where his girl is laid As he touched her the healing anointing was transferred Hallelujah, she's alive again! --- Written & Spoken by Akudo Ibe Inspired by the true life healing ministry of Our Man of God, Pastor Chris #WritingThisGospel #LGNScribes #LGNrules ------- Like, Comment, Share. Are You excited and ready for Healing Streams Day 3? ------- Are you a Christian writer or interested in writing? Join The LGN Scribes here www.lwgraduatenetwork.com/scribes
"Mike wake up!" "Let me go! Let me go!" Mike was saying as he tossed and kicked violently on his bed. "Mike! Mike! Wake up!" Mike suddenly sat up and unknowingly shoved his brother who was shaking him. "Mike! Wake up!" Mike finally opened his eyes. Panting very heavily. "Mike! Breathe. You're okay. It was just a dream." Derek enveloped his twin brother in a hug. "Was it the same dream?" Derek asked Mike nodded. "Hmmm. I think it's time to tell mum and dad. This is the third time now." Derek said. No answer. "Mike?" Mike was breathing heavenly. He had fallen back asleep. The next morning at breakfast, Derek kept motioning for Michael to tell their parents about the nightmares he's been having. Michael, on the other hand, seemed oblivious to the looks his twin brother was giving. He was chatting happily while enjoying his oatmeal, animated about an upcoming excursion their class was to embark on. "Derek are you okay? You've not said anything about the excursion. Aren't you excited?" Their mum asked, looking intently at Derek. He had seemed "off" all through breakfast. "No, mummy, is not that. I'm sure the excursion will be fun. It's just..." "Just what?" Their dad pressed. Derek was looking at Mike, trying to get his attention to speak up. Mike was focused on his oatmeal. "Derek you know you can tell us anything. "What's going on?" Their mum stopped eating. "Mummy, Mike has been having-" Suddenly a bowl of oatmeal was in Derek's face. Mike was instantly on his feet, lifting Derek up from the collar of his school shirt. The twins were just 13years old and Derek weighed 5kg more than Mike but he seemed to have grown twice Derek's weight seeing as Derek's legs were in the air. Mike threw his brother on the floor and made to get on top of him. His parents grabbed him at this time and succeeded in getting him off Derek. Mike struggled violently for a few seconds then went limp. He had passed out. Dr and Mrs Ejike were bewildered. What just happened?? This was one week ago. ****** "Derek please help me with my shoes." Mrs Ejike said pointing to her shoe rack. "Ok mummy. The red ones?" "Yes. Is your brother set for church?" "He was almost done when I left the room. He just had to put on his shoes." Derek answered. "Alright. Go get him then so we leave. Remember we're picking your father up from the airport right after service so no playing around, okay?" Derek went back to their room to find Mike undressed and back lying down. "Ah. Mike, why have you taken off your clothes?" Derek was confused. Mike was looking at the ceiling, giggling as though unaware of his brother's presence. "MUMMY!!!" Derek shouted as he headed out to call their mum. "Mike. What's going on? Why are you not dressed?" Mrs Ejike looked around to see Mike's clothes on the floor. He was lying down with his singlet and shorts. "I know right?" Mike said as he sat up, backing them. "Who are you talking to, Mike?" Mrs Ejike asked as she moved towards her son. "Mind your business. And leave me alone. I'm not going anywhere." Mike said as he suddenly got off the bed and looked past his mum and twin brother. But that wasn't her son's voice, Mrs Ejike thought as she stepped in front of Mike. It was a bit deeper. Had puberty set it and she hadn't noticed? She shook off the thought. "Mike, we are going to church now. Pick up your clothes and get dressed" "I SAID I'M NOT GOING ANYWHERE!" Mike screamed as he delivered a hot slap with the back of his left hand which sent Mrs Ejike falling onto his bed. He jumped on top off his mum and began choking her. "Mike stop it! Get off mum!" Derek shouted as he rushed to the bed and struggled to get Mike off their mum. Suddenly Mike arched forward, his eyes turned upwards, his head was bent backwards towards the left side and then he went limp. He passed out. Four hours later..... "Dad! You're home!" Mike jumped off the bed to hug his dad. His mum and Derek moved back instinctively, trying but failing to hide the fear in their hearts. "What's going on? Why is everybody looking at me funny? Mum what happened to your face?" Mike moved towards Mrs Ejike. "Mike..." Mrs Ejike's voice broke as she looked at her son in confusion. "You hit mum" Derek blurted out. "Derek that's not funny. Mum what happened? And how come dad's back early? When are we leaving for service? I'm leading the special number today, we can't be late." Mike had many questions. He couldn't understand the looks on his parents' and twin's faces but right now, he was preoccupied with getting to church. "Mike....It's 1pm" Dr. Ejike said. He was still reeling from everything that was told him. The bruise on his wife's cheek did not help matters. Mike's shoulders slumped, he walked back to his bed sad and confused. ****** Later that night... "Honey, something is really wrong with Mike. We have to do something." Mrs Ejike said as she applied her night lotion. "I can't believe he slapped you." her husband said. "Hmmm...this might sound weird, but, I don't think it was him." Mrs Ejike was now on the bed. "What do you mean? I hope you're not about to start with your superstitions" Dr. Ejike said as he toweled down. "Dear, you were not there. This was worse than the other day with Derek. And how do you explain him not remembering?" Mrs Ejike asked putting her hair in a net. Dr. Ejike was quiet for a bit. "Well, I called my friend and colleague Dr. Matteson. He's the best pschycologist at our hospital. I've booked an appointment for Tuesday." "Hah! A shrink? When did you call him? Why didn't you discuss with me first? " Mrs Ejike was upset. "Woman, calm down. It's just one appointment in a nice office. He's not going to a mental hospital. Besides, this is the route that will get us solutions." Dr. Ejike said as he turned off the night lamp by his bedside. He slid down into the covers facing away from his wife. Mrs Ejike knew not to argue with her husband when his mind was made up about something. She sighed, turned off her own bedside lamp and also turned the other way to sleep. Both with their own thoughts. ****** Three months later, husband and wife were back at Dr. Matteson's office. "Felix, you're welcome. Mrs Ejike, good afternoon. Please have a seat. " Dr. Matteson said as they came into his office. "How is Mike?" He asked. "Dr. He's gone worse. The medications you gave us have done nothing to improve his condition." Mrs Ejike was exasperated Dr. Matteson turned towards her husband. "Ola, I was certain you'll be able to help us. At first I thought we just had to give the medication time. But it's been three months and these episodes have just continued". Dr. Ejike ran his right hand across his face. "Can you describe exactly what has been happening these past months?" Dr. Matteson opened his notebook. Husband and wife took turns in describing events of the past three months. "....and just yesterday, he threw his phone at me in a fit of rage, passed out and didn't remember the entire episode after he came to." Said Dr. Ejike, pointing to the swollen spot on the left side of his head covered with a plaster. Dr Matteson reclined in his seat, looking over the notes he had jotted down. Sitting back up he looked at the couple before him "I'm afraid Felix, Mrs Ejike, with everything you've just described to me, I have to recommend that you have Mike committed". "No way!" Mrs Ejike was on her feet, her make-up getting messed up by the tears streaming down her face. "Rita dear, please come sit back down. Ola, there's got to be something else we can do. Some other medication we can try." Dr. Ejike pleaded with his friend as he reached for his wife. "Please calm down. Mike is a danger to himself and those around him. At this point I have to make the official recommendation which is the usual procedure. Some of the best mental facilities are here in Colorado, decent and adequately resourced. In fact there's one specially for children just a mile from here. It's a bit pricey but I know you can afford it." Dr. Matteson wrote down the details of the facility and walked around his table to get closer to the couple. He took some tissues from his table and handed them to Mrs Ejike as he continued. "In my 15 years as a psychologist with a few psychiatrists as friends, I've seen over 25 cases similar to this and I can tell you that it's best he's committed now that his condition is still in its early stage. With proper care like the one provided at this facility, he'll be fine and released in about six months. "SIX MONTHS?!" Both husband and wife shouted. ****** "Anita, please call Mrs Ejike for me." Mrs Remi Matthews, CEO of Apex Architecture said to her assistant. "Ma'am, she's not in yet." Replied her assistant. "Again? It's 9:45...." Mrs Matthews said glancing at her watch. "Alright. Get her for me as soon as she comes into to work." She told her assistant 30mins later... "Good morning ma'am." Mrs Ejike greeted as she hurried into her boss' office shakingly. "Good morning Mrs Ejike. Please have a seat." "You've come in late alot in the last three weeks. Plus that, your work performance has deteriorated seriously. You are one of my top designers, so tell me, what's wrong?" Mrs Matthews inquired interlocking her fingers. Mrs Ejike could not meet her eyes. "Ma'am, I'm really sorry. I promise I won't be late again. I'll finish all my pending designs this week. Please don't fire me." Her eyes watered as she said this. Her boss walked around her desk, sat beside her and touched her arm lightly as she said "Rita, no one is firing you. Forget I'm your boss for a moment and tell me what's going on. What's wrong?" Mrs Matthews reached for tissue from her table and handed it to her. "Thank you." Mrs Ejike sniffed. "It's about my son, Mike..." She went on to narrate the events of the past three and half months. "...and at last week's appointment, the Dr. we've been seeing said we have to commit him. My baby....in a psych ward....no.." By now Mrs Ejike was crying. Mrs Matthews gave her moment to gather herself. "Don't cry Rita, all hope is not lost. Uhmmm, are you born again?" "Oh, I go to church every Sunday. I never miss a service." Mrs Ejike answered proudly. "That's beautiful. But are you born again?" Mrs Matthews pressed Rita looked at her a bit confused. Mrs Matthews went ahead to explain what it meant to be born again. Mrs Ejike listened intently. "Wow. I never knew any of this..." Mrs Matthews then proceeded to lead her to Christ and fill her with the Holy Ghost. She thereafter walked back around her desk, sat down and opened her top drawer. "I have a meeting in five minutes. You're already late, so forget about working this morning. I want you to return to your office and read this magazine. Come back to my office in two hours." Mrs Matthews handed her a copy of the Healing School magazine. Back in the CEO'S office... "Wow! Ma'am, did all these miracles really happen?" Mrs Ejike asked still flipping through the magazine. "They sure did. And you can have one too. You see, Rita, you're not dealing with a natural phenomenon here. The Bible says we wrestle not against flesh and blood. And I have great news!! The Man of God, Pastor Chris is having a live Healing Streams service this Friday to Sunday. I want you to register for it. Your boy will be free. May I have your phone?" Mrs Ejike hurriedly handed over her phone. Faith had been stirred in her heart. A particular testimony about a young boy had caught her attention. Mrs Matthews went ahead to download Healing School, Rhapsody of Realities, Pastor Chris Digital Library and Live TV Mobile apps. She thereafter explained the usage of each of the apps and registered her for the Healing Streams service. Picking out four copies of Rhapsody from her desk, she continued "From now till then, I want you to read the articles in the Rhapsody with your boys. Continue reading the magazine and every night, lay your hands on Mike's head when he's asleep. Pray for him, speaking in tongues and declaring the confessions in here." Mrs Ejike took the Rhapsodies nodding. "On the days of the program, make sure your family is watching with you. Be expectant for a miracle. Whether or not his case is called, he'll be made free." Mrs Matthews gave her a kind smile as she finished. Finally, she prayed with Mrs Ejike and closed her for the day. ****** Friday evening.... "Derek, Mike. Come join me in the living room." Mrs Ejike called out. She started the process of casting her phone's screen to the TV so they could participate in the Healing Streams service easily. "Rita, what are you about to do? I came here to watch a football match" Her husband had just glanced at her phone. "But dear, I already told you about this program with Pastor Chris. Please, this might be our last hope. I don't want Mike in an institution." Mrs Ejike pleaded. "Rita dear, I love you but sometimes you act very naive. How has all your going to church helped us? Is it into the hands of all these fake pastors everywhere you want to commit the fate of our son? I'm going to the bedroom to watch my game." He stood up. Mrs Ejike grabbed her husband's hand. "Honey please, join me for today's session only. I promise I won't bother you anymore." She prayed for two miracles today-that her son will be free and that her husband will finally believe in Jesus. Dr. Ejike sighed and sat back down. Two hours into the program, the Man of God started ministering to the sick, calling different cases and rebuking devils. Suddenly, Mike arched forward in his seat. His body lifted from his seat, his legs still on the floor. His head was bent backwards, turned leftward and pressing the couch's head rest. His eye had become glazed, his left hand was flaying in the air, bent backwards by the elbow, all the while he was making unnatural sounds. His family scrambled off their seats and huddled together away from him in utter fear. "...I command you to come out of their bodies. Let them go. OUT NOW IN JESUS NAME!!" The Man of God was saying. Mike's body lifted off completely from the chair, a loud shriek erupted from him and then he fell to the floor. "...you're free. Free....Worship Him." The Man of God was saying. About three minutes later Mike stood up from the floor. His family surrounded him. "Mummy, they've all left..." Mike said and held his mother tightly. "At this time, if you've not been born again, I-" Pastor Chris was saying Before he could finish, Dr. Ejike went on his knees in front of the TV. He believed. ------ "The Others" written by Spirited #WritingThisGospel #LGNScribes #LGNrules #HealingStreams #HealingStreamstv ------- 📚 This story is a creative fiction inspired by the true life global impact of the ministry of the Man of God, Pastor Chris.📚 ------- Like, Comment, Share. GLORY! HEALING STREAMS STARTS TODAY!!! ------- Are you a Christian writer or interested in writing? Join The LGN Scribes here www.lwgraduatenetwork.com/scribes
(Continued from previous post. Slide into my space if you haven't read it.) ..................... Currently at the Otubos house, husband and wife were on the edge of their seats watching the Man of God, Pastor Chris share so deeply at the ongoing Your Loveworld Specials. "Honey your phone's vibrating." Mrs Otubo tapped her husband's leg. Mr Otubo looked at his phone and pressed the "silent" button. "Won't you answer it?" His wife pressed "It's from an unknown number." Mr Otubo turned back to the TV. "Just pick it up, it might be important." Mr Otubo sighed, turned down the volume of the TV and picked the call. "Hello, who is this?" "Commissioner, you should have taken the N10m I offered you last week". Chief Madweke gloated. "Chief Madweke I've already told-" "Listen to me very carefully Mr. Otubo. I will be sending my assistant to pick up that permit by 8am tomorrow. You will have it ready or you'll never see your daughter again. If you call the police or anybody, she dies tonight." "WHAT?? If anything hap-" The line went dead. Mr Otubo looked at his phone and tapped to open the just received message. It was a picture of Stacy gagged and bound. He felt a little faint and so grabbed the head rest of the couch for support. Mrs Otubo looked at her husband. She had never seen her husband look as vulnerable as he did right now. "Honey, what is it? Talk to me. What is it?" He buried his face in his palms, brought it back up, looked sadly at his wife all the while casting a long glance at his phone on the floor. She, picking up the phone, screamed, "Jesus!" "He's threatening to kill her if I don't sign the permit by morning. He said no police... I can't call police or else." Mr Otubo was up, pacing back and forth. His wife, who was already on her feet made to move towards her husband but lightly bumped on the armrest. Loosing her balance, she fell back into the couch, her legs in the air and accidentally sat on the TV remote which increased the volume and brought their minds back to Pastor. "Boshatakaye!! We have one bigger than the police. Come, sit back down, my love. Let's finish watching Pastor. Today's episode will not end without a miracle for us". Her eyes watered as she said this. Just as the Man of God started to close the day's episode, he paused for a moment and turned towards the camera. "Livra pake lezumaningi. Lande levre dios. There's a couple watching me right now, your child is in danger as I speak. Fear not, she will return safely to you. No harm will befall her in the Name of Jesus. Fear not. Rather, rejoice!" Pastor Chris declared. Both husband and wife jumped off the couch simultaneously, bursting into tongues, rejoicing and praising God. It was 10pm. ....... Back at the kidnappers hideout... "Nawa o! Pasky, you no fit open woman belt again?" One of the kidnappers teased. "V-square, I go do you somtin o! Oya you come try na. I no know which kind belt be this." "Chai! 15 mins, you dey struggle with woman belt. K2 go soon come now. Abeg shift". V-square got astride Stacy who was still passed out. He struggled for several minutes to unbunkle her belt, all to no avail. He couldn't even lift the overlapping flap to pull it out of the belt hook. It seemed gummed together. Very strange. "Wetin una dey do?" K2's deep voice resounded in the room. V-square hurriedly got off Stacy. "This is not part of the plan. Keep your pants locked." He said as he lifted Stacy to a sitting position, took off her gag and walked back out. "Mr. Man don't waste my time." a female voice said. Just then Stacy stirred awake. Slightly opening her eyes, she silently looked around her surrounding as she came to. She couldn't see the figure talking to the huge guy (his body filled up the door with his back towards her) but she recognized that voice. She would know it even in her dream. "Calm down young lady. You will get your money when the job's done" "That was not the deal. The deal was to assist you in kidnapping her. I want my money now!" "What kind of friend are you anyway? You would sell out your own best friend for money" Erica hissed "Is a kidnapper about to give me a moral lesson? For N10m naira, yes. And I would do it again. I have watched Stacy enjoy the best of life while I only get hand-me-downs. This is my opportunity and I'm not gonna waste it. Who friendship help?" She hissed again. K2 shook his head. "Call your account number for me" he said She did. "Money has been transferred". "Thank you. It was nice doing business with you." Erica smiled. "Likewise." Walking out of the building, she stopped and turned around. "You won't hurt her right? That's what you said. She's gonna be okay?" Erica asked "I hope so." K2 replied. Stacy had heard of heartbreak but had never experienced one. She felt her heart twisting like it would shatter to pieces. Heat surged up her chest. She had never felt that much pain and hurt before. She made to clean the tears from her eyes. This was no time to cry! "Boss, she's awake." V-square said Stacy started muttering in tongues. Adjusting her position, she felt a discomfort around her waist, by her right thigh. "My Rhapsody!" she exclaimed in her mind. K2 who was walking towards her, gun in his right hand, stretched out his left palm "Stop moving. What do you have there?" "It's my Messenger Angel." Stacy said In one motion, she drew out her Rhapsody, and heard a thud. Looking up, she saw all three men sprawled on the floor, passed out. "Get up" she heard a voice tell her. "Get up!" It was a command. But there was no one else in the room. She stood, stepped over K2's body, opened the door and walked out of the room. "Walk down the hall, open the last door on your right." She recognized the voice. "Thank you Holy Spirit." Stacy muttered as she picked up her pace. She was outside but it was pitch black. "Don't be afraid. Follow the path to your left." The Holy Spirit said. Stacy ran down that path. She kept running until suddenly, she found herself by the roadside. Just then, a car pulled up to her. A man was driving. "Young lady, where are you headed? Why are you here by yourself? Come in let me drop you off." the driver said. Stacy hesitated. After all, she had just been kidnapped. "Dont be afraid. Go with him." she heard the the Holy Spirit say, so clearly. Stacy got in. She told the man about her ordeal and gave him the address of her parents' house. .......... 30mins later... Mr and Mrs Otubo where at their dining table, making bold confessions, speaking in tongues and worshipping God. They were so full from the just concluded Your Loveworld episode. They were afire. The wife had put "Wonderful King" by UK Band on repeat as they kept declaring the rhema they had received. Together they chorused "You are big, bigger than them all Bigger than all the earth You are great, greater than them all Greatly to be-" Just then they heard a knock. Both husband and wife hurried to the door, not waiting for the maid. They opened the door, and shouted "STACY!!!" Stacy fell into the arms of her parents. They almost hugged breath out of her. "Dad, mum, please come with me to the gate. I want you to meet a good samaritan that helped me get here." Stacy said and led the way back to the gate. Stacy stepped outside the gate, looking left and right. There was no car there. But she had asked him to please wait so her parents could thank him. She hadn't even asked his name. "Oga Mike. Please what about the car that was parked here just now?" Stacy asked the gateman. "Madam, I no been see any car o." the gateman said. "Haba! You mean, when you opened the gate for me you didn't see the white car that was parked by the gate?" Stacy was perplexed. "Walahi, madam. I swear. As I open gate, na only you dey stand for gate. Nothing else dey road. You fit come make we check camera." All four of them went into the security post. Oga Mike rewound the feed some minutes back. The video showed a white car pull up, Stacy get out , walk to the gate and just like that, the car was no longer seen! Who would they tell? #WritingThisGospel #LGNScribes #TheSpiritedWriter Written by Spirited ©️ Edited by @sandraunlimited (thanks so much) Like, comment, share. Tag others. And don't miss Your Loveworld. Are you a Christian writer or interested in writing? Join The LGN Scribes here www.lwgraduatenetwork.com/scribes