THE CHILDREN’S BREAD
24th. February 2023
Child of God, today, I am dedicating this writing to Nigerian 2023 presidential election as my Nigerian brothers and sisters will be heading to the polls tomorrow, 25th of February 2023 to cast their votes. I have been praying for peace, and that the best candidates for the country given the state of things should emerge as the winner. From what the LORD has been revealing to me each time I intercede, it is very easy to understand, even without being privy to the intricate nature of Nigeria as a nation, that Nigeria is diverse in very many ways, and for a while it seems to be a ship on the edge about to tilt into the deep, and if it is not steadied and eventually pulled out, it will definitely take a deep dive, thus, the need to pray that the will of God Almighty, and not that of man should prevail in this election.
If I am to be honest, from a human perspective, I have my favorite candidates, nonetheless, also from a human perspective, I am very diverse; I am Igbo (from the east of Nigeria) by origin, while most of my life in Nigeria was in the west (Lagos) as that is where I schooled, lived, had friends, and felt at home. That notwithstanding, few years ago, getting to the airport, while leaving Nigeria, after having met with Pastor Olukoya for prayers two days earlier, I was confronted with just one question all through, which is this: Are you Hausa? I kept repeating to those who asked: No, I am not, I am Igbo. I got this same question from both men and women. When I eventually got into the airplane and took my seat, and the moment the plane took off and we were in the air, the woman sitting next to me asked me: Please, can I ask you a question? Happy to have a chatty seat partner, I said, “of course you can”, and her question was this: Are you Hausa? Now, I had it! I told her: No ma, I am not, I am Igbo. She said to me: Are you not proud of where you are from? I have very many Hausa friends, and I love them, don’t be ashamed of who you are! I almost lost my composure in the plane as I could feel my blood boiling, but I knew I would be mercilessly dealt with if I pounced on anybody inside a plane that had just taken off, thus, I calmed down, but still repeated what I had told her earlier on, to which she got even bolder by countering, “Hmmm, something about you looks very much Hausa to me ooo!” Looking back on that particular day, I was not in the mood to put on a wig as I did not have enough time to take care of my hair because I had just finished deliverance session in mountain of fire ministry, and had also had audience with Pastor Olukoya, thus, I had not made arrangements to take care of my hair like most African women do, therefore, I decided for a simple look; To wear a scarf, after all, nobody besides one person, knew that I was in Nigeria, thus, why bother trying to overdress, instead of looking as simple as I feel like, which I did. As a result, I put on one of my scarves, although, I have never been a fan of scarves as I am not used to it outside of the church premises, and whenever there is a genuine reason to put on one for prayers. I also put on my leggings, a shirt, and a cut shoe to feel very comfortable as I left the hotel to the airport. I asked our driver who had been there for me like a big brother, if I looked stupid travelling with a scarf and he assured me that it looked good, and with his re-assurance, I felt good to go! With this in mind, I turned to the woman, and asked her if it was because of my scarf, that she felt that I was Hausa, to which she replied: Oh, no, if that was the case, I would have asked: Are you a Muslim? It is just the way you look, your face, something about you, that makes me feel that you are Hausa, from the north, and besides, there are very many people in this airplane and in the airport with scarves, I did not ask any one them because I could place each one where they belong, but with you, there is something that is a bit mysterious, and that is why I had to find out from you by asking, but since you said no, let me leave it at that. After her reply, I decided to pretend as though I was tired and sleepy as not to get into deeper conversation with her, since she seemed to be convinced that I was Hausa. That notwithstanding, I used the time to ponder on why different people, on the same day, even the customs guy at the last check-point, who was going through my passport, an Hausa customs officer, who must have been used to different faces, had to stare at me for too long, and eventually, made two different statements, which had to do with how much he didn’t believe that I am as old as my passport declares, till the aid, who was also a manager within the airport, who was leading me to the plane had to interfere by laughing and confirming to him, that it is my true age.. after which, I stood by the side, watching them crack some expensive jokes about me. Another statement he made, which he eventually turned into a question was: Are you Hausa? I smiled and said, no. Back to the plane and my seat partner, when I calmed down within me, and eventually began to ponder on it, the HOLY SPIRIT told me, “Like you have ties with the east and the west of Nigeria, you also have ties with the North of Nigeria!” When I thought deeper about it, I eventually remembered, and that was when a big smile came on my face, and with a silent node, I acknowledged, that maybe there seems to be a little Hausa in me….It is indeed true from a fictional perspective, that a Ninja never dies 😊!
Why am I saying all these? I am saying this to say, that Nigeria is really very diverse, and her issues are equally as complicated as her diversity, thus, Nigerian election must always be like an inter-tribal and inter-religious marriage, till the fate of Nigeria is finally decided by God Almighty, else, Nigeria will fall like a card house. Having said that, I am not saying that I have ever been in an inter-religious, or inter-tribal marriage, neither am I anticipating to delve into one, nor am I thinking of marriage at all, as some may be quick to turn this into prophecy about me. All I am doing with this, is just talking about the state of Nigeria, with regards to what everybody already knows as a way to maintain peace and stability within her for now.
Furthermore, the LORD God has been consistently talking to me as it pertains to a particular candidate winning this election, about sever famine, hunger, poverty, and violence in Nigeria, the kind, that has not been known since the end of the BIAFRA WAR, thus, whoever will win this presidential election, and plunge the children of God in Nigeria into such a state, and as long as it is contrary to the will of God Almighty, I decree, that particular candidate will by no means get the decisive vote, which will usher in the unbearable suffering, that the Holy Spirit has made me privy to in Jesus’ most merciful name, amen.
I pray, and decree, that as long as it is contrary to the will of God Almighty, whoever will plunge the innocent, and the future generations into poverty, hunger, spiritual or physical slavery, darkness, and hardship, the like, which Nigerians have almost never known, will not get the vote needed to become president, and peradventure he does, I decree by the Power above all other powers, that it will be revoked in any way, shape and form, in the most powerful name of Jesus Christ, amen.
When I use the phrase, “Children of God” as it relates to Nigeria and her elections, I am also including the Muslims, not just Christians. Thus, in as much as God Almighty knows my favorite candidates (Presidential candidate, and his running mate), HE is also aware, that I will have to “obey” whatever decision HE makes as He is the only One, Who is able to know what is best for Nigeria for now, with regards to the candidates, who are presented to Nigerians to pick from.
Finally, Children of God, let Nigerians vote, but let God Almighty, the Only One, Who has the final say, and Who knows all secret things, decide for NIGERIA, in the most powerful name of Jesus Christ, amen and amen!!!!!!!
LET THE WILL OF GOD ALMIGHTY PREVAIL!!!
NOTE: Some day, I will talk, or write about my experience in mountain of fire ministry, as well as my personal encounter with Pastor Olukoya. It was a very interesting one. I look forward to visiting, and meeting him again, someday!
Child of God, be happy and stay blessed
Jesus loves you!
Sister Susan!