Hey kemi, how are you' God gave me two great testimonies in one month. For two years, I had battled with a chronic pain in my right hand. I could not lift it up nor fold it. Received a lot of medication for it, yet it did not go.l am into hospitality business. I could not stir stew or any food in twenty five litres pot, not to talk of any pot bigger than that. To do such l had to call one of my workers. For those years, it was not easy for me as l had to depend on people for help in my business. l had prayed and nothing seemed to change. The last week in October 2015, l just noticed l could do things with the hand. l did not know when or how l was healed of the pain. I just woke up on the last Monday of month singing this Yoruba worship song which l hear almost every time but l don't really know the lyrics and complete meaning. I am an Igbo woman.The song is - Olorun to da awon oke igbaani, Eyin ni mo fi ope mi fun. (it was copied for me) The song says,The Lord God in heaven Who created the ancient heights.l give You my praise..... From that day and through the week, day and night, I did all things - eat, sleep, wake and work- with the song.I called my children to put the words of the song together for me where l was missing the lines. They were born and bred in Yorubaland. I planned to testify about the miraculous healing the first Sunday in November, our thanksgiving day.Little did l know there was an evil waiting to strike the family that very Sunday. The unfolding events showed that God had gone ahead of us to give us victory and that was my inner being-my spirit had been in rejoicing state a whole week before the accident.My husband was on the road.trying to get to a nearby place before service. He left his vehicle at home. Then as he tried to cross the road after seeing the road was free, from no where a jeep came about, hit him and carried him off his feet.... The end--- a deep cut (will this word be enough to describe it) at the ankle place, almost separating the leg from the feet was seen.According to him, as he tried to get up from the ground heaps of blood gushed out and he went down terrified. People around quickly got a piece of cloth to tie him at the ankle place. One blood vein had cut.The vehicle driver tried to take him to a nearby hospital but the traffic had grown. Thank God he could decide to go on a motorcycle. By the time he got there he was feeling weak as if his spirit was leaving him. Then l was taking my bath in the house with the song of that week pouring out of my mouth with such frenzy as if l had no choice but to worship the Lord, the God of the universe. And really, do l have a choice'Then the phone rang.... Today, l thank God that l am not ending November with joy in my heart. My testimonies are many,but these two are so mighty that l could not hide them. My husband is delivered and doing well. I am delivered. Glory be to God.************************************************************You can send in your testimonies too to kemisolafilani@gmail.com
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