The God(s).

James 2:19
“Thou believest that there is one God; thou doest well: the devils also believe, and tremble.”

While Satan is fearing GOD and the Word is working for him, most are fearing Satan -not GOD- and nothing is working for them.

Psalms 96:4
“For the LORD is great, and greatly to be praised: he is to be feared above all gods.”

Note; the “LORD” is to be feared above all “gods” NOT above GOD.

There are “gods” and there is GOD; just as there are “lords” {of which ‘Jesus’ is among} and there is LORD.

1 Corinthians
8:5 For though there be that are called gods, whether in heaven or in earth, (as there be gods MANY, and lords MANY,)

8:6 But to us there is but one God, the Father, of whom are all things, and we in him; and one -Lord- Jesus Christ, by whom are all things, and we by him.

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I wrote earlier in one of my write ups about how the Holy Spirit opened my eyes to see some giant like beings in the sky;

First was a very beautiful looking African woman with a big full afro hair on her head, and the rest were very serious looking caucasian-like Men. They were all staring at me just as I was staring at them. (While others sat/stood straight, the woman bent forward with a wow 😮 expression on her face)

These ☝ are who some refer to as “Gods” and others refer to as “Angels”. (I did not see any “wings” peeping out of their backs, though)

I believe these beings are who the “caucasians” (UK/US esp.) refer to as “The FANTASTIC Four” in their movies.
[And they used that adjective also when they termed -Nigeria- “FANTASTICally Corrupt”.
In other words -wón tí ara yín s’órò sì Őlòrun yín- ]

This very beautiful looking African woman with a big full afro hair on her head is also named “Sophia the black goddess of wisdom” by most. And has her accounts written in scriptures ~ Proverbs 1:20-33; 7:4; 8:1-36; 9:1-5. (The Egyptians named her “NUT”). As we can see that one of the symbols of the greek “Sophia” and the egyptian “Nut” is STARS _which is found on the National flag of China, USA, Chile, Togo, etc_

Read more about “Sophia” below.

[Later on, I also saw beings which looked like “rent-a-ghost” 👻 coming down from the sky. And an Alien👽looking being which appeared on a door net.]

#PersonalRelationshipWithGOD
#HolySpiritIndwelling
#TheWORDofGOD

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Excerpts from “https://www.crystalinks.com/sophia.html”

Sophia is the central pivot of creation and represents the feminine aspect in all things.
She is Wisdom Incarnate, the Goddess of all those who are wise.

Sophia (pronounced sew-fee’ah) in Greek, Hohkma in Hebrew, Sapientia in Latin, Celtic goddess-figure Sheela-na-gigs – all mean wisdom.

The Judeo-Christian God’s female soul, source of his true power is Sophia. As Goddess of wisdom and fate , her faces are many: Black Goddess, Divine Feminine, Mother of God The Gnostic Christians, Sophia was the Mother of Creation; her consort and assistant was Jehovah.

Her sacred shrine, Hagia Sophia in Istanbul, is one of the seven wonders of the world.

Her symbol, the DOVE, represents SPIRIT; she is crowned by STARS, a Middle Eastern icon, to indicate her absolute divinity.

Sophia is found throughout the wisdom books of the Bible. There are references to Her in the book of Proverbs, and in the apocryphal books of Sirach and the Wisdom of Solomon (accepted by Catholics and Orthodox, found in the Greek Septuagint of the early Church).

She is usually associated with wise King Solomon. 1 Kings 4:29-31 tells us that God gave wisdom to Solomon, and that he became wiser than all the kings of the East and all the wise people of Egypt. Wisdom 8:2, 16, 18 tells us that Solomon was seen as married to Sophia.

The Song of Songs – known as Song of Solomon or Canticle of Canticles – speaks of Solomon’s marriage to Holy Sophia.

“Wisdom 9:8-11” tells us that Sophia instructed Solomon in building the Temple!

The Jews revered Sophia. King Solomon even put Her right in the Temple, in the form of the Goddess Asherah.

After the reforms of King Josiah, there was a threat that the veneration of Sophia would come to a halt – there was even more of a threat when patriarchal Christianity took over the world.

Thanks to her continuing presence in the world and her presence in the Bible, veneration of Sophia continued in the Eastern tradition with the construction of the Hagia Sophia and the Russian Catholic liturgical service to Sophia combined with the assumption of Mary on May 15.

The Russian Orthodox Church has also a school of “Sophiology” to explore the theology of Sophia without contradicting the Russian Orthodox theology.

Yet the Eastern Christians are not the only Christians to venerate Sophia.

Sophia was very likely venerated by early Followers of the Way, and her veneration has survived in the West today in the form of Gnosticism.

Gnostics see her as one of the aeons, one of the quasi-deities who live in the ethereal realm known as the pleroma.

Gnostics believe that she gave birth to or brought about the creation of a negative aeon, who later came to be called an archon, called the Demiurge, creator and ruler of this world.

Gnostics see the Demiurge as the God of the Old Testament, with his strict rules and chains that bind the people of the Earth. Gnostics believe that Sophia and the Father God (not the Demiurge) sent Yeshua to right this wrong. In Gnostic tradition, Sophia plays a very active role in our world.

Sophia and her 3 Daughters – Faith, Hope, Love.
Esoteric Christianity doesn’t typically support the theory of the Demiurge. It believes that creation is inherently good, and as such so is the Creator.

However, the Mystery School does teach that Shaitan, the devil, was the ruler of this world and had accidentally been given the keys to the Otherworlds by the Goddess.

He had these keys until the passion, death, and Resurrection of Yeshua, when Yeshua obtained the keys once more and holds them still.

The Mystery School sees many similarities between Sophia and the two Christian Goddesses, Mother Mary and Mary Magdalene. Perhaps one or both of them were incarnations of Sophia.

Generally we see Mother Mary as the incarnation of Shekinah, and Mary Magdalene as the incarnation of Sophia.

~ In truth all feminine goddess archetypes are the same soul – just as the same masculine god archetypes – in all creational mythos – are the same soul. The patterns of who they are – and their duality in creating our reality – is self-evident as you study and compare each creational story.

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THE TREES…

Genesis
1:11 And God said, Let the earth bring forth grass, the herb yielding seed, and the fruit tree yielding fruit after his kind, whose seed is in itself, upon the earth: and it was so.

1:12 And the earth brought forth grass, and herb yielding seed after his kind, and the TREE yielding fruit, whose seed was in itself, after his kind: and God saw that it was good.
#Ezekiel31

The OLIVE TREE has “fatness” which HONOURS God and man.

The FIG TREE has “sweetness” and “good fruit”.

The VINE has “WINE” which CHEERS God and man.
-(“Jesus” called himself “the VINE”. And was noted to turn “water” into “WINE”)

The BRAMBLE has “shadow” and “fire”.

Judges
9:8 The TREES went forth on a time to anoint a king over them; and they said unto the olive tree, Reign thou over us.

9:9 But the OLIVE tree said unto them, Should I leave my FATNESS, wherewith by me they honour God and man, and go to be promoted over the trees?

9:10 And the trees said to the fig tree, Come thou, and reign over us.

9:11 But the FIG tree said unto them, Should I forsake my SWEETNESS, and my GOOD FRUIT, and go to be promoted over the trees?

9:12 Then said the TREES unto the VINE, Come thou, and reign over us.

9:13 And THE VINE said unto them, Should I leave my WINE, which cheereth God and man, and go to be promoted over the trees? #John15vs1_5

9:14 Then said all the trees unto the bramble, Come thou, and reign over us.

9:15 And the BRAMBLE said unto the trees, If in truth ye anoint me king over you, then come and put your trust in my SHADOW: and if not, let FIRE come out of the bramble, and devour the cedars of Lebanon.

In other words, you cannot be forming “holyholy” under the “Vine” and be tagging those under the “Olive, Fig, or Bramble” ~ ‘UNBELIEVERS’. #SameNi #Hosea4vs6 #GodCreatedALLtheTrees #IfYouKnowYouKnow 😞

Note; Out of the FOUR Trees listed, Jesus called himself 👉 the “Vine” -John 15:1-5. Who then is the “Olive Tree”, “Fig Tree”, “Bramble”??? #Luke6vs44 #FoodForThought

1 Kings 4:25
“And Judah and Israel dwelt safely, EVERY MAN _UNDER HIS VINE_ and _UNDER HIS FIG TREE_, from Dan even to Beersheba, all the days of Solomon.” #John1vs47_48

“The Vine” ~ JUDAH
“The Fig Tree” ~ ISRAEL
“The Olive Tree” ~ ELECT. Revelation 11:3-4, Zechariah 4:11-14. Mark 13:20, 22
“The Bramble” ~ EGYPT. Ezekiel 31:6

Ezekiel 31:6
“All the fowls of heaven made their nests in his boughs, and under his branches did all the beasts of the field bring forth their young, and _UNDER HIS SHADOW_ dwelt all great nations.”

#Hebrews8:7-13

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#HolySpiritIndwelling
#WordofGod

THE BLACK BANK.

The black bank has become a huge industry all over the continent of Africa and in black communities all over the world. It is where the average black man takes his hard-earned money, for safe-keep and with the hope of a massive return on investments.

Through a series of extensive, elaborate and systematic marketing strategies, his mind has been re-trained to believe this is the wisest investment he could make to secure his future on earth and beyond.

The owners and operators of the Black bank have promised returns, manifold returns on investments. In some cases a hundred-fold return is promised.

Months have turned to years, years to decades and the black man is still waiting for returns. But, the black bank has multiplied branches all over the black communities.

The black bank has defied all economic hardships thrown at the black communities. It is the only industry that thrives in the midst of scathing squalor. Matter-of-factly, the more the hardship, the more new branches of the bank spring up.

In most communities, the structures housing the black bank are the most magnificent. They stand out amidst dilapidated infrastructures. No good roads, no good and affordable schools for the black man’s kids and there are no good and affordable hospitals in many communities that play host to the black bank yet the black man is doggedly committed to the bank

He has been told that the solution to his socioeconomic misery is to invest more money to open more branches. He agrees. More warehouses and factories are converted to the black Bank. More fund is raised from there to start more branches and the cycle continues. In every nook and cranny of Africa, there’s no shortage of this bank.

Alas, it is taking an eternity for the black man to realize that he’s neither a direct or remote beneficiary of this industry. Sometimes because he couldn’t see life beyond the purview of black bank, he attributes the little mercies he receives from time to time, to his investment in it.

Ladies and gentlemen, please meet the black bank — The Church. No, not the church of Christ but the church of men. The church that hirelings have hijacked to hold sway and control. Denominations masquerading as the house of God.

Who is going to tell the black man that the Black bank is not an economically viable or recycling engine? Why is it difficult for him to see that his investment in this bank only goes into private hands to enrich a few, and not for the betterment of the generality of the people?

Private jets, private homes, private holidays and foreign trips, private ventures, private schools (the ones the black man’s kids can’t afford) are all that proceed from operating a black bank. Even the denomination buildings the black man contributed to build are privately owned by the owners of the black bank.

Yet the average black man would rather take his tithes to the black bank than pay his taxes to the government. He has bought big time into many other products sold to him by the black bank, like the first fruits, first born redemption, Shiloh offerings, covenant this, covenant that, sacrificial this, sacrificial that, and the list goes on.

The Lord Jesus has been sold to the black man as a product and a means to an end, not as the redeemer that He is. God has been erroneously sold to him as a money-loving, money-doubling God who responds only to money.

When you hear phrases like “until something leaves your hands, nothing leaves God’s hands to you” and you are nodding in the affirmative, that’s your common sense leaving you sir.

One major player in the black bank industry recently said and I quote “God doesn’t respond to needs, He responds to seeds”. I can’t but wonder which God these people are holding briefs for. Definitely not the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ.

Who is going to tell the black man that he is being scammed day in, day out by the same people he has come to trust as custodians of divine treasures?

Tell a black man the truth about his much valued black bank and he makes you an enemy. He sees you as an enemy of his faith in God. You will not blame him, his innocent mind has made to believe all that goes on in the black bank belongs in Christ.

Who is going to remind the black man that when white missionaries came to Africa, they established free and affordable schools and hospitals that were “public”, not private, without having to belabor their host and beneficiaries?

From politics to religion, I’m afraid the black man is his own enemy. The religious and political leaders are similar in their goal and strategies. One divides them along denominational lines and the other, along ethnic lines so that they would not have a proper perspective and an overview of the larger picture.

In my humble opinion, as long as the black bank remains the focus of the black man, his emancipation is going to be far-fetched. Infrastructural development remains far from his community. The much-needed liberation from his socioeconomic misery is nothing but a mirage.

You shall know the truth and the truth shall make you free. But it may piss you off first.

~ Ninyo Omidiji

JUDEO-CHRISTIANITY.

The Confusion Called Judeo-christianity

In my several interfacing with a lot believers from different walks of life, one thing stares me in the face.

It is their inability to accept and embrace the fact that the law of Moses (Judaism) has been abolished and no longer hold sway in the new testament.

Oh yes Jesus told a hostile Jewish audience that He didn’t come to abolish the law but to fulfill it. But, after fulfilling the law, He perished it by His death on the cross. To “fulfil it” means to “complete it.”. He fulfilled the righteous requirements of the law on your behalf. Then He perished it. He perished the old (the law) to establish the new covenant “in His blood”.

The new and old don’t coexist. They are mutually exclusive! Jesus said you can not put new wine into an old wine skin, else it will burst and the wine will waste. New wine must be put in a new wine skin

Establishing a new covenant is like a man who makes a new Will, and by so doing makes irrelevant the old one. That’s exactly what Jesus did for you and I.

This was the crux of Paul’s message to the gentile believers of Galatia extraction, when he heard certain people were introducing them to the law in order to validate their faith :

“This only I want to learn from you: Did you receive the Spirit by the works of the law, or by the hearing of faith?

Are you so foolish? Having begun in the Spirit, are you now being made perfect by the flesh?”………. Therefore He who supplies the Spirit to you and works miracles among you, does He do it by the works of the law, or by the hearing of faith?—
Galatians 3:2‭-‬3‭, ‬5 NKJV

Here Paul made it clear that the law is not complementary to grace that comes by faith!

This is the first principle of the Christian faith. Once you get it wrong here, then you are wrong. You may go through all the motions and rituals people partake in church today, but you remain wrong.

Friends, we need to get acquainted with the dispensation we live in. We are not under the law! But under grace. The law was given to the Jews, “the grace that brings salvation has appeared to all men”. Titus. 2:11

If a man is not grounded in this truth, he would live in a thick confusion. This is why many Christians are confused. This is why they are “tossed to and fro by every wind of doctrine”!

Many preachers behind the pulpits preach a mix of Judaism and Christian faith. It’s called Judeo-christianity!

The Salvation Jesus brought to us does not need the law of Moses to complement it! It doesn’t require the Torah for validation

Paul referred to the the law of Moses as “ministration of death”(2Cor 3:7). So many preachers stand behind the pulpits in churches ministering death to people.

Whoever preaches the law of Moses to you is killing you “softly” sir! Life was never found in the law. It’s in Christ Jesus.

The law was given by Moses, but grace and truth came through Jesus!

I know that the struggle to admit this truth is real. So real! This is because from Sunday school days we have been fed with a mix of law and grace. That’s what we grew up knowing. That’s what we were taught in foundation classes. That’s the emphasis from most pulpits. Those who hitherto epitomize Christ to us preach it with much enthusiasm.

But we don’t have to cling to an error simply because it has been with us for so long. Longevity will not convert a lie to the truth. So we have to keep saying the truth until it sinks and dispel falsehood!

Friends, it’s time to unlearn all the junks we have been fed with. High time we sought the truth in its pure form.

Until you start living the new testament life, you haven’t started living yet sir. You could be sleeping in church everyday of the year and yet you are living a lie.

You are not saved by faith so that you could have the grace to obey the law of Moses! No sir!

Grace doesn’t empower you to obey what has already been dealt and done away with. Stop resurrecting the same “dead works” for which Christ died.

Rather, when you are saved you become “God’s workmanship created in Christ Jesus unto good works” Eph. 2:10. You are now wired differently. A new you has emerged. You are a new creation. Recreated in the image and likeness of God. All things have become new. Your new nature is now righteousness, love and mercy.

You have become a fulfilment of that prophecy written in Jeremiah :

“Behold, the days are coming, says the Lord , when I will make a new covenant with the house of Israel and with the house of Judah—

not according to the covenant that I made with their fathers in the day that I took them by the hand to lead them out of the land of Egypt, My covenant which they broke, though I was a husband to them, says the Lord .

But this is the covenant that I will make with the house of Israel after those days, says the Lord : I will put My law in their minds, and write it on their hearts; and I will be their God, and they shall be My people.

No more shall every man teach his neighbor, and every man his brother, saying, ‘Know the Lord ,’ for they all shall know Me, from the least of them to the greatest of them, says the Lord .

For I will forgive their iniquity, and their sin I will remember no more.”
Jeremiah 31:31‭-‬34 NKJV.

This is why the proliferation of different parts of the law of Moses in the new testament church is nothing but junk!

There is a reason why fear reigns in the hearts of many believers! They fear demons! They fear devourers for non-payment of tithes. They fear being cursed by God, who is now their father o. They fear being cursed by “men of God” . They literally fear their own shadows. It’s because they have been feeding on junks-the law of Moses!

“We have not been given the spirit of bondage wherefore you should fear again, but the Spirit of adoption by which we cry “haba father”.

Perfect love casts out fear. That’s what we have in Christ Jesus!

I beseech everyone who has the rare privilege to teach God’s people. Please Stop throwing Judaism in the faces of your listeners. You are killing their faith sir! You are a servant of Christ, stop holding briefs for Moses. You have been made to be able ministers of the new testament, not of letter(the old testament). For the letter kills, but the Spirit gives life.

“There is therefore now no condemnation to those who are in Christ Jesus, who do not walk according to the flesh, but according to the Spirit.

Child of God, there’s a new law at work within you sir. It is not the law of Moses. It’s called “the law of the Spirit of life in Christ Jesus “. ” For the law of the Spirit of life in Christ Jesus has made you free from the law of sin and death”.

For what the law could not do in that it was weak through the flesh, God did by sending His own Son in the likeness of sinful flesh, on account of sin: He condemned sin in the flesh, that the righteous requirement of the law might be fulfilled in us who do not walk according to the flesh but according to the Spirit.
Romans 8:1‭-‬4 NKJV

“stand therefore in the liberty wherewith Christ has made you free, and be not entangled again by any yoke of slavery ”

You shall know the truth, and the truth shall make you free, but it may piss you off, first!

~ NINYO OMIDIJI.

Medicine and Demonism: Psychopathia Diabolica.

Medicine and Demonism: Psychopathia Diabolica.

Some years back, I was posted to the university medical centre of one of the tertiary institutions of learning in northern Nigeria a predominantly Muslim community for my National Youth Service Corps. Then, one cool evening, whilst lying on bed in the call room, one of the nurses came calling on me, informing, that there was an emergency. Prior to her notifying me, I could already hear noises at the corridor leading to the emergency room (ER) which was one stone throw from where my call room was situated. The noises came off like those of young boys and girls trying to restrict a young screaming female undergraduate student who was manifesting aggressive behaviour.

Therefore, I quickly picked up my steth and rushed to the ER; a plethora of imaginary diagnoses already flickering through my mind in swift succession and me ruling some out, ever before even having an interaction or contact with the index patient. My best guess was that the new arrival could be an acute appendicitis, acute ulcer exercerbation or a fight/trauma patient .

I reached the ER to find 3 young men and a lady all restricting a young less-bodied damsel about 20 years old or so, who also could be no more than 55 kilograms by weight, by my first and best judgment. It therefore, immediately struck me as anomalous, yet surprising that it took 3 hefty young men to demobilise her on bed, with the other lady helping to restrict her nether regions, which the index patient couldn’t care less whether they were apposed or ajar in spatial orientation, given her present predicament.

Note, that this facility where I was working was situated in a region that could be easily described as “core north” by and amongst many Nigerians. This was a region where young men were naturally tabooed from touching women [openly and carelessly] especially if they were Muslim faithfuls and if the women in question weren’t their spouses or if nothing was at stake or if situation didn’t warrant. Therefore, finding that young machos were restricting a young astenic signora only meant that the situation made it absolutely necessary.

Accordingly, I began to ask about the history of the patient.

“What happened?” I asked. My question not exactly directed to any person in particular but at the whole group of young people who had brought the index patient in. These, were obviously her flat and room mates, and other fellow concerned students. The answer I got from the first respondent was a straight diagnosis in Hausa, rather than a complaint or symptom. She blurted coyly loudly, “Al-jánnuu, neh”. (I don’t know if spelt that right), which in translation means, ‘it is a spirit’ or ‘its demon possession’.

“Hmmmm, Interesting!” I retorted. My skepticism no less hidden upon my raw-boned face as my irritability about the response. I turned to one or two other informants, in hopes of hearing something different, but who also nonetheless, reiterated the ‘nonsensical’ verbiage that the first respondent had given me (nonsensical at least to me, as at the time). I then felt, perhaps, the way I was framing my question could be the issue, perhaps, it was grotesque or coming off as unclear. So, I asked again, this time, rather differently: “so, before your so-called “Al-jáannuu” , what happened to her?” “Any headache, any falls or any complains prior?”. I quipped. All the informants chorused a “NO” answer, signifying she was perfectly fine before “Al-jáannuu” interfered.

Her roommate then began to recall that she was just sitting on bed and discussing with the other roommates when, all of a sudden, she gave a loud shout, flung herself to the floor, started talking irascibly and acting violently. Not just that she was aggressive towards the other roommates who wanted to find out what was going on with her, but she was also acting with intents of self harm; throwing herself on the floor and pulling her hair, nodding her head violently all around and other similar behaviours.

On a further probe, I gathered that she had had prior history of similar behaviours and manifestations. It was something that happened not so frequently to her, yet, sometimes as much as twice or thrice a year ever since she lost her twin sister a couple of years back (I can no longer remember the cause of her twin sister’s death, even though I had asked at that time).

To cut the long story short, I asked the people restraining her to leave her temporarily while I tried interacting with her directly. All the while, she had been talking, even though sensibly (because everyone hearing her could relate with the things she was saying), but they were albeit inappropriate. As soon as the young men left her alone, she pounced on me, holding tightly to my shirt close to the upper chest and collar regions. The young men and my nurses quickly intervened. It took a minute or two for all efforts to successfully get me untangled from the aradite clenches of her weak strong fists. Wow, I could feel her gush of energy in that moment. She, was definitely not alone, I, even I, began to reconsider.

Being let out of her hold, I then began to direct my questions to her, rather than to the numerous informants acircling her bedspace, a few of which I had already excused with some of our nurses now doing the restraining. I asked what her name was. She obliged me a name — a wrong one. The name she gave did not correspond to that of the index patient. Or better still, she gave me the name of the ‘Al-jánnu’ in question. Interestingly, the name she gave me corresponded to the name of the dead twin sister of the index patient. I then asked her, how old she was? She replied she was a two hundred and fifty years old. She then began began to tell me that she knows my age and she knows me well. That caught my interest.

This was definitely beginning to get pretty interesting, even to me. I felt it may be nice to capitalise on the opportunity to know what a demon thought of me. So I asked her, how old she thought I was, she didn’t tell me the exact numbers, but she dismissed me as being a “very small boy”. Boy? I felt my blood boil within, how dare you? I felt the demon wasn’t showing me enough respect. If the time, place and circumstances were right, not only would I have casted it out, but I would have banished her not into swines but into the fort of Sisyphus in Hades. Nevertheless, the protégés of Hippocrates are trained to maintain their cool even in the midst of far worse provocations. My curiosity already aroused, I temporarily shifted the focus of the questions from her to myself. I wanted to find out what else she could possibly know about me, but she wouldn’t telling me nothing more other than, she knows that I was a Christian but that I am just a “very small boy” (perhaps cognisant of what her age was in contrast to what she thought mine was).

We got cyclical in our interactions, with her evading some of my very peering questions like where she comes from and what she wants. I was even enjoying some of her ridiculous responses and laughing at some of her stories, but I soon remembered I’ve got a job to do — a duty to perform — which was, rendering any help within the capacities of Medicine to a mentally compromised maiden. So to quickly round off my brief history taking, I asked her whether she loved her sister? To which she responded, yes! Then, I followed up with, why she would be tormenting some one she claimed she loved? She responded that she wanted the sister to be where she is. That she told her not to get married but she’s going against her instruction and about getting wedded and that the sister’s friends were turning away her heart from her. I could also gather that she was giving her sister some suicide ideation during these intermittent attacks as a means of coming over to be with her where she is. Well, at this point, I actually began feeling that if this where somewhere else, I’d cast out this demon (I do believe they exist and oppress people anyway).

However, the ethics of medicine can be constraining at times. We were always taught to not mix duty with being a pastor or an imam, on the line of duty, even if you were professionally one. It wasn’t your call in the line of duty to leave what you should do medically to be conducting a prayer session. Even where you feel other forms of support, like psychology or counseling or spiritual support can play a role, you are supposed to make referrals or invite the relevant authorities in that area to do it. In rare instances, where a doctor does so himself, it is usually off record (unless the counseling was medical) and indeed in all cases, the guidelines remain that it should be against the backdrop of the patient’s or relative’s informed verbal or written consent. More so, in this case, I was in an environment where I was virtually the only Christian medic in the facility. Every person surrounding me at that particular moment in the ER was a Muslim. I did not think they’d find it acceptable, the suggestion to conduct a short Christian prayer over a Muslim lady, more so in public in an attempt to exorcise a so-called Al-jáannuu. Furthermore, a few of her Muslim colleagues were already chanting silent Quranic prayers. So, I quickly brushed aside the waves of heroic ideas roaming through my mind.

I had to do my job, which was strictly medical. More so, doing it in a scientific and empirical manner, in tandem with global best practices. As these thoughts continued within me, the lady got the more violent. She was intensely struggling with the restrainers and yelling, disturbing the peace of the hospital and its immediate environs thereby. So, I requested one of the nurses to get me a particular dose of an opiate analgesic which had sedative effects as well. I needed to relax the young woman, for the demon or Al-Jáannu or whatever it was I was dealing with, was already exhausting my patient physically, as she was now profusely diaphoretic, her voice cracky, waning and hypophonetic.

The nurse returned with the sedative already withdrawn into a syringe, in a jiffy. I collected and approached her bed intending to administer the injection on one of her thighs. However, at this point she started pleading with me desperately and soberly not to administer the said sleeping med to her. When, I asked why? She gave me no reason but maintained that she doesn’t like the injection. I asked the remaining informants especially her roommate and bunk partner if her friend has any known drug allergies and whether she ordinarily tends to reject injections (any particular type) even in normal health? She said: none that she was aware of. So, I turned to the patient and said, I know you don’t like this, but I have to do my job. Now, kindly come out of her if you do not want this medication and I will leave administering it. But she gave me a blatant, “No!” answer. “Joker”, I cursed in my mind. ‘You think you can have your cake and eat it?’ Lai-lai, not here.

‘Well, suit yourself, then!’, I lashed back, in my mind, still. I listened to her brief silence, then uncapped the cover of the needle and syringe. She struggled with every force left within her, but the restrainers proved too powerful for her to overcome. As soon as my needle pierced her ruddy skin, and I drove the plunger forcing out jets of the aqueous opiate into her muscular interstitial spaces, she let out one last violently loud cry, and then there was this hissing snake sound that followed. Everyone present, all heard the sound (far louder and longer than any hiss, I have heard all my life). When I asked the others, what they thought, that could be? They replied that, it was the “Al-Jáanu” leaving. Hmmmm, after all I had seen for myself that night, I had no reason to doubt what they were telling me now. “It must be the ‘Al-Jáanu’, indeed”! I concurred. And we all bursted out in thunderous laughter.

“This is African Science, doc”, one of my own nurses blurted out to me. “No”! I contradicted, “this is Al-Jáannuu” Science.

The lady became quiescent afterwards and fell asleep. She awoke many hours later free from her irrational talks and violent behaviours; and interestingly did not remember jack about any of the things she said to me or anyone for that matter, whilst still in her acute confusional state. We discharged her the following 24hrs, well, sound, oriented and drama-free after checking a few of her biomedical lab parameters without finding anything and with further recommendations to continue follow up with a psychiatrist.

This has become one of the rarest medical presentations I’ve dealt with in my nascent practice.

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I had no luxury to write down the case note concurrently during the interactions or while the whole drama was ongoing. I was now at my desk moments later, trying to pen the whole narrative into the case file, as is normal practice.

However, when I got to the section where I decide or write down what the diagnosis is, I got somewhat confused there and struggled with what to call this whole drama in medicine.. I thought of writing “Al-Jáanu” as the diagnosis but I knew that would sound so ridiculous and humorous to the next medic who happens to read that, as there was no such thing in Medicine neither does Medicine veer into the realms of spirits and metaphysics. Such a person might wonder if I acquired my own MBBS at Dr Benbela Specialist Trado-Medical University. I thought and thought about what to call my encounter, till my brain began to “hurt.” On one hand, I had witnessed the whole thing and knew that this was indeed, “Al-jâannu”, on the other hand, modern medicine would scarcely believe me and always directs me to seek explanations for every illness presentation within the perimeters of empirical science. Spiritual science or African science or Demon science must be left to the disciples of the other men but not for the protégés of Hippocrates. I often encounter these tensions and contradictions (given that I am a person of Faith, and also a person of Science), which sometimes proves difficult to reconcile.

At the end of the day, under the Assessment/Diagnosis section of my write-up, I decided to write:

“Acute Confusional State, Secondary to Transient Psychopathia Diabolica”.

Now, there is no such thing as Transient Psychopathia Diabolica (TPD) in Medicine. I invented it in an attempt to describe what I thought I dealt with. TPD will literally translate or transliterate to ‘Transient Diabolic Psychological/Mental Illness. A variant of mental illness with its origin in diabolism or demonism.

I have not seen a second case again in my continued practice. I’m thinking, if I get to see one or two more, I should publish these findings or experiences perhaps, in an International Journal of Psychiatry or other like ones. I don’t know the possibility of the existence of similar cases, but I strongly feel they exist.

This index case left me with unanswered questions, one of which was : “why did the “Al-Jáanu” not want a particular injection?”.

~ Mark Godwin.

DEPRESSION (3).

During my episode of -manmade- depression, the Holy Ghost opened my inner eyes to see and learn some home Truths.

Firstly was that it was MANMADE -as the demons causing the “depression” were released by the OCCULTS (demonic forces UNITED for the aim of destruction…) in order to STEAL glories, KILL people, DESTROY destinies {same as their lord and master ~ Devil} – [I fought back with the WORD of GOD{e.g; 2 Corinth 10:5, Romans 13:3 -while confessing “I’m of good works!”, 1Peter 3:13-16, etc.} _and also took MEDICATIONS_]

Secondly, one can’t run away from these battles (as it is a spiritual battle), so face it head on and conquer! He that is IN you is GREATER! Only BELIEVE!

Lastly, these demons will make one feel “alone” amidst worldwide forces dePRESSing such, but KNOW this ~ 2 Kings 6:16-17. Only BELIEVE! Take it as -your FAITH being tested- and you’ll sure conquer via God’s help.

#PersonalRelationshipWithGOD
#HolyGhostIndwelling #TheWORDofGOD

DEPRESSION (2).

Lone walker in life, crowd puller in death.

There’s something about death. Something, that the human race finds covalently attractive and curiosity arousing especially if it concerns the self-induced apoptosis of a living soul.

Those who never cared in life, suddenly, will want to care in death. A man who walked the path alone begging for company, suddenly has pulled over fifteen hundred foot men willing to cross the seven seas with him, if only they could reverse the hands of time. Perhaps the sacredness of life and rude awakening that dawns on men when a soul kisses the dusk, could be partly blamed for this behavioural paradigm.

There is an ever-growing global suicide pandemic. Depression stands tallest among the commonest drivers of the suicidal instinct.

In Nigeria, depression especially among the youths (people aged 15 to 45), is currently nearing epidemic levels despite being quite under-reported. Arguably, this iceberged reality could mean that Nigeria may currently be peopled with up to 50 percent of mental health challenged population. Indeed, this postulate is partly in resonance with estimates which appeared recently on a news article suggesting that 60 million Nigerians may be mentally challenged (The Nigerian Pilot, pg 4, November 12, 2018).

Yet, nobody seems to be bothered or be actively doing something to address it or to dampen the impacts or progression of the menance. This is not surprising however, for a country where mental health is a chronically neglected aspect of the health establishment.

I came across the profile and the news of the demise of a young promising first classed graduate of Literary Studies who has just ended his own life, after a series of lamentations and an indirect cry for help on social media, laced in poetry and creative writing. However, people misunderstood his rants or pretended not to understand.

Many, indifferently read his library of despondent and discomposed lullabies. A few commended his creative writing brilliancies even whilst he writhed in his pain and sorrows and battled with the demons in his head. Only, that, they were perhaps, too engrossed with their own problems or too insensate to reach out. Living in Nigeria does not make life any easier. A failed State where virtually “nothing” works and scarcely anyone to whom you may pour out your soul is faring any better, and could care less about the next person’s problems.

Depression is a complex multidimensional and multifactorial health challenge. Although, medicine approaches it from the strictly biomedical and psychosocial angle, no less could have other less obvious determinants including the person’s state of internal stability and spiritual harmony.

I have been depressed twice in my life time (of course, many years back, which definitely cannot happen again today, at least because I know better now and take nothing in this temporal life too seriously). Depression is like living in a state of chronic negative mental force field with negative spiritual equilibrium, and persistent hopelessness, that nothing, absolutely nothing, about life makes sense to you anymore. You radiate negative energy and all you think of is doom, gloom, and glum. You lack or have low motivation to live basically.

You hardly can think straight in that mental frame. It’s like some forces external to you take control and begin to give you weird ideas. When you try to think straight, you will find that you’re broodingly morose, because you can see no possibility beyond the immediate problem or envisaged unwanted future. It is a dangerous state of existence. When you eat, your food doesn’t digest. You lose weight more rapidly than even someone plagued by chronic wasting diseases. Should you choose to indulge yourself more with frequent, commensurate with your declining weight, you soon discover that you gain weight unnecessarily. This is because you tend to sleep more, stay inactive more and burn less energy often in depression; not to talk of the fact that your entire metabolism is now messed up and “turninoniown”.

I was able to overcome my depression in both episodes, without therapy and without even a third ear (including closest friends and family) having the faintest clue about my internal struggles. It is possible a few close persons may have noticed my continued withdrawal and persistent state of disinterest in what interested me previously, apart from the obvious weight loss. Whereas I was able to pull through without third party interventions, not everyone who goes through a depressive illness may be that lucky or have that much emotional and spiritual tensile strength to regain their lost internal equilibrium.

Two things are inescapably characteristic of most depressive maladies namely : fear (of a certain expected but unwanted outcome) and a chronic, persistent state of hopelessness.

Modern medicine often pursues research around replacing or suppressing certain hormones or better put, neurotransmitters which more often than not are found in estimated theoretically “abnormal” levels, in certain areas of the brain. Examples of these neurotransmitters are serotonin and dopamine. Although this biomolecular suppressive/replacement therapies are reported to alleviate some symptoms in the depressed by blocking inhibitory transmitters and stimulating or potentiating excitatory nuerohormones, these novel scientific interventions do not boast nor promise any definitive cure for the disease. The reason is simple, they do not fix the root problems that messes up with those transmitters in the first place. Neither does a simplistic reduction of the phenomenon to just neurotransmitters embrace all the evidence there are on the subject. It is no wonder, many of such interventions are often backed up with soft therapies in form of joint treatment or adjuncts; for example counseling and psychotherapy in an attempt to fix the less organic but more pertinent problems — Fear, Chronic Sadness, Dejection and Hopelessness.

I was able to recover my hope in life and in God, through meditation in scriptures and changing the sources and types of information input I was receiving, getting out of my enclosure and mixing up with lively people and interacting more with my closest friends among others.

Let me end this by saying this to someone:

Sometimes your worse and most dreaded fears hardly happen. Many a challenge common to men, have a timeline; they are not eternal. This too will pass, if you retain a molecule of hope and hang around long enough. Even if the challenge doesn’t go away but remains permanent, you will find that time will bestow you with unique adaptations to navigate the storm. What doesn’t break you, will ultimately build you and give you grit and stamina. You will only see hopelessness when you focus only on your capacity to weather the storm. You will always find that your strength is small. But when you affix your hope on the capacities and the living hope beyond you. It will suddenly dawn on you that circumstances do change. You will never find out if yours can, unless you are alive to observe and watch.

Even if hope is against you, I dare you to believe against hope. People have dared to believe in hope against hope — dared to believe, against the odds. At least Liverpool demonstrated it recently. You will not be the first. So, did Abraham also.

Romans 4:18
Who against hope believed in Hope, that he might become the father of many nations; according to that which was spoken, So shall thy seed be.

Romans 8:24—25
For we are saved by Hope: but hope that is seen is not hope: for what a man seeth, why doth he yet hope for?
But if we hope for that we see not, then do we with patience wait for it.

Romans 5:2
…and rejoice in Hope of the glory of God.

Hebrews 6:11
And we desire that every one of you do shew the same diligence to the full assurance of Hope unto the end:

Are you depressed? Please seek all the help you feel and we know you need: medical, familial and spiritual support systems. Do not stay silent, talk to someone. It sure helps. They are complementary and not mutually exclusive.

P.S; Some type of “depression” are caused by demons usually sent on errands (..by religious -occultic- leaders mostly) to wreck such havoc. In such case, prayer and the word of God is needed to overcome. [Is the “rapture” to come in the form of depression?]

Faith will move away every mountain of depression. #OnlyBelieve

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Stay alive as much as God grants it to you; There is hope for a tree even if it is cut down, that at the scent of water, it will sprout forth again; how much more a living human. There is hope, if there is life.

~ Mark Godwin.

GIVING TO “CAESAR”.

Matthew
22:17 Tell us therefore, What thinkest thou? Is it lawful to give tribute unto Caesar, or not?

22:19 Shew me the tribute money. And they brought unto him a penny.

22:21 They say unto him, Caesar’s. Then saith he unto them, Render therefore unto Caesar the things which are Caesar’s; and unto God the things that are God’s.

If you judiciously pay your Tithes&Offering and do not pay your TAX, you’re simply being deceived and deceiving yourself.

Matthew 23:23
Woe unto you, scribes and Pharisees, hypocrites! for ye pay tithe of mint and anise and cummin, and have omitted the weightier matters of the law, judgment, mercy, and faith: these ought ye to have done, and not to leave the other undone.

I believe TAX is one of the “weightier matters of our law” here in Nigeria and refusal to pay it is outright disobedience to the word of God.

When you give to God the things (i.e, your life) that are His, your life is safely hid in Christ.

When you give to Caesar (“government”) the things (e.g; your tax) that are his, your roads, transport system, healthcare, security, electrical supply, etc, are developed.

These are simple laws the Countries we pray to get visa to travel to are applying and which is working for them -as they understand well the importance of adding works to faith-

Praying WISELY is adding works to faith!

Praying foolishly is adding nothing to faith, expecting God to come down physically and perform magic.

#PrayWisely #PayYourTax

P.S; The newly constructed transport facilities and new buses in Lagos State (with the Holy Ghost) motivated me to pen these enlightening words down.

Thanking the Government for the change they are vigorously working on to bring about the glorious future we deserve in Nigeria, and Africa as a whole. 🙏🙏🙏🙏

Restoring damaged people (3).

Restoring damaged people (3)

12 MAY 2019

‘He needed to go through Samaria.’
John 4:4 NKJV

Why does the Bible say Jesus ‘needed to go through Samaria’? To redeem a damaged woman who was called to introduce the gospel to Samaria for the first time. Think about the situation Jesus faced; the heat was smouldering, the journey was long, and He was on foot. He knew He wouldn’t be welcome there because of a long-standing animosity between Jews and Samaritans. Women in those days veiled their faces and were forbidden to speak to men outside their own family.

This woman was already the talk of the town because she’d been through five divorces. So why did Jesus feel He ‘needed to go through Samaria’? Because He saw her as a diamond in the rough. He looked beyond her problem and saw her potential for His kingdom. The Bible says, ‘Many of the Samaritans…believed in Him because of the word of the woman who testified’ (v. 39 NKJV). There’s an important lesson here. The schedule didn’t control Jesus; the will of God and the needs of hurting people did. He was willing to go out of His way, turn tradition on its ear, and break new ground to do it.

Notice what Jesus told His disciples afterwards: ‘Do you not say, “There are still four months and then comes the harvest?” Behold, I say to you, lift up your eyes and look at the fields, for they are already white for harvest! And he who reaps receives wages, and gathers fruit for eternal life, that both he who sows and he who reaps may rejoice together’ (vv. 35-36 NKJV).

Bible in a Year: Luke 9:1-17, Psalm 49-50

~ The UCB Word for Today.

IT’S TIME TO STOP PLAYING GAMES 🕕…

Take me to the king
I don’t have much to bring
My heart is torn in pieces
It’s my offering
Take me to the king

Truth is I’m tired
Options are few
I’m trying to pray
But where are you?
I’m all churched out
Hurt and abused
I can’t fake
What’s left to do?

Truth is I’m weak
No strength to fight
No tears to cry
Even if I tried
But still my soul
Refuses to die
One touch-will change-my life

Take me to the king
I don’t have much to bring
My heart’s torn into pieces
It’s my offering

Lay me at the throne
Leave me there alone
To gaze upon your glory
And sing to you this song
Please take me to the king

Truth is IT’S TIME
To STOP PLAYING THESE GAMES
We need a word
For the people’s pain
So lord speak right now
LET IT FALL LIKE RAIN
We’re desperate
We’re chasing after you

No rules, no religion
I’ve made my decision
To run to you
The healer that I need

Take me to the king
I don’t have much to bring
My heart’s torn to pieces
It’s my offering

Lay me at the throne
Leave me there alone
To gaze upon your glory
And to sing to you this song

Take me to the
Lord we’re in the way
We keep making mistakes
Glory is not for us
Its all for you

Take me to the king
I don’t have much to bring
My heart’s torn to pieces
It’s my offering
Lay me at the throne
Leave me there alone
To gaze upon your glory
And sing to you this song

Take me to the king
Take me to the king
Take me to the king

— Songwriter; Kirk Franklin