She is possessed.
Get her a Red and White Dress and let her come for the weekly revival....We
will chase the demon out of her the prophetess fumes...
They
call them "Elemi”. They are prophetess from the white garment denomination
who goes on pilgrimage to the celestial realm...Sometimes for 14days, 21days or
40days...
My
own Elemi was on 40 days pilgrimage until she saw the vision that I was
possessed.
As I
walked into the revival auditorium that evening, I knew I was not going to
leave the same way I came. I saw the anger and hatred from Elemi’s face. She
was looking so mean and ferociously at me and my heart skipped several
seconds..
In
the mid 80’s, Nigeria was predominated with orthodox and white garment
churches. Pentecostal revival had not taken place and majority of Christians either
belong to the orthodox clan or the White garments clan. We belonged to the
orthodox clan. My family is deeply rooted in Methodism till this very moment
and that was where I was baptized and I took my first holy communion.
On
the other hand, our neighbor happened to be the Oludasile (General Overseer) of
a white garment church. You know, apart from the generally known white garment
churches we see, there are thousands of them that have no affiliation with the
popular ones. They are built, orchestrated and founded by individuals who
claims that God called them into the ministry. Our neighbor was one of them.
His
Church thrived and boomed in the early 80’s. We were neighbors and because he
had kids who were in the same age range with us, we normally go there to play and
his kids also come around to our house. It was more of a neighbor relationship
than a Christian relationship. I see them as neighbors and friends before
seeing them as Church owner or GO
The
friendship grew so much that we used to sneak out of the house to play with
them. Dad forbids us going to people’s abode so we only get to play around
anytime he’s not around. One of the most precious times for us to go out is revival
time. Prayer is good dad believes so he doesn’t stop us from attending the
church evening activities since it’s just the next house.
This
particular evening, Elemi was on her normal celestial adventure to heaven and throughout
the period of her adventure, revival must hold. That way, Elemi will have the
opportunity to pass messages to us directly from God’s throne. Elemi will look
at you and tell you your problems in a second. She will also tell you how to go
about solving them. It used to be power-packed, people-filled, hope-raised
revival back then.
Also,
Elemi used to beat demons out of people. Once Elemi gets the notification from
heaven that you are possessed then that is it. Elemi will pick up her broom and
beat the demon out of you. Everyone dreads Elemi. She was not of this world.
She belonged to the celestial realm and they even told us, Elemi doesn’t eat
throughout the period of her celestial voyage.
Elemi
charged towards my seat and pounced on me. She gave me the beatings of my life.
Her brooms pierced and bruised every part of my fragile body. I was dazed. The
problem is when Elemi beats you; you have no right to run. Elemi was so
determined to kill me. I couldn’t take it anymore so I ran out of the church
and straight to our house.
You
will agree with me that it’s not by force to go to church. So I told myself, it’s
been almost 28 days that Elemi has been on her journey and she never raised her
hand to beat me so why today? I got home, told my dad everything that happened and
how Elemi almost killed me. I haven’t finished speaking when the emissaries
entered. Yes, Elemi emissaries entered our sitting room and met me with dad. So
they told him, “Eyi ni Ikilo olorun si iranse re. Omo eniyan ni lati teti sile
gidigidi fun ikilo yi. Omobinrin, e yi ti o n se ikan ninu awon omo re ti
gbabode a si ni lati tu sile. Omo eniyan yi o ra aso pupa opa meji, aso funfun
opa meji and abela meje fun itusile omobinrin re. E mase ko eti ikun si oro
yin. Alafia fun omo eniyan” - This is the warning of god to his servant. Son of
man needs to listen attentively to this warning. Your daughter is possessed and
she needs to be delivered. Son of man must buy two yards of white cloth, two
yards of red cloth and seven candles which will be used for her deliverance.
Don’t ignore the warning. Peace be unto you”
Just
like the message came, my red cloth and white cloth were ready the second day
and dad was my time keeper. Making sure the demon was removed from me. Every
day was hell for me. I was just barely 9 years old and Elemi must be in her
late twenties. She descended so meanly on me and gave me marks for every demon
she pushed out. I was in pain
It
was hard for me to even deny the allegations because no one will believe me. I
was too forward for my age. I talk a lot, I say things that elders are afraid to
say, I walked where angels fear, and I do things in ways that will naturally make
you believe a spirit was behind my actions. At age 4, I was given promoted but
withdraw from my public primary school because I was always going into the
forest to sit on a stone and suck my thumb. Anyways, why won’t I.
I
was born with an addiction. I was born to suck my thumbs and I did it with all
impunity. Once, dad took me to the State Specialist hospital to have Plaster Of
Paris fixed on my thumbs. The journey from that hospital to the house was the
longest journey of my life. I was barely six. I was restless and uncomfortable.
Immediately we got home, I rushed to the backyard, picked up a big stone and
smashed my thumbs. I smashed it so badly that the Plaster Of Paris flew off and
I sat there like a hungry child and sucked the life out of my bruised thumbs.
Hours
later, dad came out and saw me where I was, he saw the POP beside me and he
gave up on me. The look on his face said it. He just gave up on me there. I was
the child who kept two exercise books filled with abuse and insults. Just
insults and abuse so tell me why my family will not believe I was possessed.
Elemi
dragged me out to the front of the church, and started the deliverance. I was surrounded
by her fellow deliverance crew and they started the war song “ Meje Meje E
wole, Malaika E wole wa o” then they went to “Holy Michael wa loda, Baba wa
loda re” then they switched to “Ogun oso gbogbo ate pa”…It was a night I will
never forget. Brooms went from my head to my legs but my mouth was her target…
After
the humiliation, Elemi came back from her journey and not up to three months,
Elemi confessed to killing her own father, Elemi confessed that her mother
initiated her into some cults…Elemi said so many things
Funny
thing is, nobody asked me what transpired between Elemi and I. One day, as I was
sneaking out of the house to go and play in my neighbor’s house, I passed where
I was not supposed to pass all in the bid to escape from dad’s eagle’s eyes and
as I made to take the last bend, I caught Oludasile (General Overseer) feeding
Elemi. Elemi was eating and the organizer of the food was the general overseer.
I stood there speechless. I couldn’t believe it because what they told us is
that Elemi doesn’t eat during the celestial period. Elemi is not meant to eat
so why was Elemi eating?
I
ran as fast as I could, with my tiny legs, I went to everybody that I saw,
those who greeted me, those who just walked past me, those who acknowledged me
and those who hated me and told them what I saw…My mouth….I told everybody how I
caught Elemi and the GO…News went round that Elemi was caught eating…I was the pioneer
of the news but I paid for it dearly…Elemi almost used her broom to restructure
my mouth…
Well,
here I am….with my mouth intact. Elemi failed.
It’s
been how many years now? I doubt if Elemi was able to deliver me because I still
say things as I see them….but with caution
