February 28, 2014

Embedded with a 10-pound tumour in her uterus, filled with 28-pounds of fluid in her body and virtually incapacitated by a swollen body, US-based Eritrean-born Ms Lamlam Kassa battled to come to terms with the 2009 backbreaking prognosis. A professional Nursing Assistant in charge of seeing to the wellbeing of homicide and suicide patients, Lamlam would find herself enduring six separate gruelling medical examinations converging at the same dreadful diagnosis and recommendation. Subdued by a dramatically fast-growing tumour, each of the six doctors she visited in the United States recommended for her to undergo surgical removal of her uterus. Terrified by this, Lamlam asked as to whether the doctors could recommend alternative treatments instead of the surgical operation. Alas, the doctors did not know of any other alternative to alleviate her predicament.

As if the mental torture her ill-health condition exerted on her mind was not grave enough, Lamlam could not lie down properly for a normal sleep that would have given her mental faculty the tranquility it needed to survive each night undisturbed. The rate at which the fibroid was growing in her body compromised the full functionality of her vital organs. As the fluid in her body increased with respect to the growth rate of the tumour, the combined mass competed for space against her organs. For example, the sheer size of the fibroid continued to squeeze her urinary bladder, making it difficult for her to retain urine for a reasonable time period. If she had to ease herself and did not hurry up, then she wet herself before she made it to the toilet. Given her state, it was impossible for her to run fast enough to make it to the toilet. To compound the situation, Lamlam would visit the toilet about 18 to 20 times in the night. This forced her to wear sanitary pads. The urinary case was, however, different from that of her bowels which became hardened by the pressures the fibroid mounted. Although it would turn out to be futile, she resorted to consuming organic food and raw vegetables to stimulate free bowels.

With her condition exacerbated by the volume of the fibroid and fluid in her body, Lamlam’s heart rate fluctuated, tilting towards a slow beat; she could neither lie on her left or right side; she vomited intermittently; she became anaemic as the tumour competed for the blood her general body needed; she lost strength by the hour, as thyroid problems also set in; and her general health deteriorated by the day. Cushioned with several pillows for stability and to ease pains, the advancing complications would force Lamlam to sleep in a sitting position for several months.

What could have been responsible for all these misfortunes in Lamlam’s life at the time she should have been enjoying her life? Could the various spiritual attacks she had had through demonic dreams be of any significance? Of all the many questions there were to seek answers for, why did she often dream of seeing herself caged inside an enclosure? Born into a polygamous family – in which her father married four women, had twenty children and lost five – Lamlam is among the fifteen surviving siblings. Two of her siblings were killed in the Eritrean-Ethiopian war. Among her ten surviving sisters, six got married and two of them later became divorcees. At forty-one, Lamlam counted herself as one of the unmarried remaining four siblings.

Although she could not easily identify what to attribute her health complications to or trace anyone in her family who may have gone through what she had endured, Lamlam learned that when her 26 years old mother died all of a sudden, she, then a 6 month old, was made to suck her dead mother’s breasts for milk.

“While she was lying dead, I drank a lot of milk from her,” said Lamlam. Was this part of her ancestral ethical foundation to allow a baby to suck the inert mother’s breasts under the guise of quieting a crying baby? Could this be responsible for poisoning Lamlam’s tender body? What actually killed Lamlam’s mother just six months after giving birth? While several questions loomed in her head, Lamlam would come to understand from her aunt, who raised her and the nine other sisters, that she hailed from a deeply rooted traditionalist family or idol worshipping background and that her deceased mother used to experience countless evil attacks, including a spiritual husband who constantly slept with her.

Lamlam remembered how her aunt cherished idol worshipping and performed sacrifices in the house. Growing up in an idol worshipping home, Lamlam watched as her aunt offered sacrificed chicken and goat to the idols. Whenever, as a toddler, Lamlam was very sick, she recalled, “A lot of my family thought that I would not make it; that I would die. They took me to witch doctors, and did a lot of things.”

As Lamlam continued to battle her life-threatening ailment in the United States, her family back home mobilised others to pray for her. Her family was saddened by the sheer scale of her illness that they did not think she would pull through it. It also became difficult to continue her work, causing her to lose her house. She could not mingle with others anymore because she felt embarrassed and uncomfortable with whatever she had to wear.

One and half years into her battle against the tumour and associated health complications, Lamlam’s brother, upon hearing about the recommended surgical operation, told his sister, “You are not going to do that, (for) the LORD will heal you. You have to go to Nigeria.” “To do what?” she asked him. “To see the man of GOD, Prophet TB Joshua,” he said.

Introduced to the Emmanuel TV cable by her brother, Lamlam started to watch the telecast to increase her faith while she waited patiently to travel to The Synagogue of All Nations in Lagos, Nigeria. Arranged for the prayer line, Prophet TB Joshua laid his hand on her and gave her four parting bottles of the Anointing Water. Following this, Lamlam had a dream in which the Prophet asked a Wise Man to enquire as to why she was crying out for help. When Lamlam explained her plight, he requested of the Wise Man to get him a razor blade. When the Wise Man handed Prophet TB Joshua the razor blade, the latter used it to cut through Lamlam’s body. As God used him spiritually to perform the Divine operation, the Prophet brought out a human head-like object that he threw away, before finally declaring, “There is nothing wrong with you; you are free.”

Immediately after this remarkable revelation, Lamlams health started to rapidly and miraculously improve. Upon returning to the United States after being spiritually uncaged, she continued to watch Emmanuel TV and minister the Anointing Water. Understanding her dream to be the spiritual indication of what was to be manifested physically, she decided to go ahead with the operation, confident that God was in complete control. Upon going for the pre-operation medical check up, the medical report revealed a remarkable fact – the tumour was no longer in her uterus! The puzzled doctors could not understand how the huge tumour had moved ‘by itself.’ It’s new position in the body was one the doctors marvelled at as it simplified the operation and enabled them to do so without removing her uterus! Just as God revealed to her in the dream, the doctors proceeded to surgically and successfully remove the mass of tumour from Lamlam’s body without disturbing her uterus.

The test was not over yet, however. In the aftermath of the operation, Lamlam developed a low blood pressure. Again. However, while in the post-surgery recovery room, she dreamt she saw Prophet TB Joshua hand her a decorated colourful cup bearing a number of positive inscriptions and pray for her. He then instructed her to drink from a cup, which she did. When the nurses came by to monitor her blood pressure, they reported that her system was normal. In addition to this, she was subsequently cleared of the thyroid and anaemic condition, leading to her next day’s discharge from the hospital.

Lamlam excitingly talked about how total peace has now overwhelmed her body. She has also found assurance in everything she’d endeavoured to accomplish in her life. With the tumour, swollen body, back pain, discomfort in her general body, weak urinary bladder, compromised vital body organs, low blood pressure, etc, now all completely gone, the Lord went on to level every mountain in her and family’s life. Her family began to mend broken relationships by forgiving one another and harvest what God had in store for them. Countless breakthroughs!

Based on her experiential insights and lessons learned, Lamlam had a word for the world: “What I can tell the world is that, first of all, have faith in the Lord! When things happen to us, they are not (meant) to destroy us, but to shape us. God is the same yesterday, today and forever. Hold on to the Lord, don’t give up. Know that doctors treat, (for) they cannot cure ‒ only God Almighty can cure.

“(For) people in my situation, it’s not easy for your uterus to be taken away. Because of frustration and a difficult-to-endure pain, a lot of people don’t wait. Because they cannot handle the pain, they just go ahead and do what they just have to do. But whatever we go through in life, the Lord is so merciful He gives us the grace to handle the pain and everything. We (have to) wait on the Lord, and believe that He is God (and) is able. Have faith in the Lord, trust in Him, and wait. If He has done it for me, He will do it for anybody else. So hold on in the Lord, pray and never give up.

“Things happen in life to make us realise that sometimes we take everything for granted. What I learnt from my experience is how to trust the Lord; how to be patient; how to be grateful for everything. We take everything for granted ― to open our eyes, to swallow the food, to go to the bathroom easily, to sit and get up… we take everything for granted. It’s God’s grace and mercy. This is a gift from the Lord so we have to be grateful for everything that we have, and not (concentrate on) the things we don’t have. We should always ask the Lord, ‘whatever I am going through, what are You teaching me?’ So we can learn from our experiences. If there is no test, there is no testimony.”



February 27, 2014

Mrs Esther James Jada, from the Republic of South Sudan, is a living testimony of how God honours the humble and rewards those who trust and wait upon Him in faith. One, who was a local market girl due to limitations in life coupled with the early death of her father, now, walks the corridors of the rich and powerful. She is the Executive Secretary of the country’s Vice President.

South Sudan TestimonyShe came to The SCOAN to testify to the goodness of the Lord and His mercy upon her life, having picked her from the squatters, dusted her poverty off and elevated her to a place of honour in the echelons of the mighty.

An orphan coming from a family of seven, life had been a big battle. They found themselves living from hand to mouth, struggling to fend for themselves and living in a dilapidated apartment left by their late father. As the eldest child, she was looked upon to support the rest of her siblings. She would make and sell, by the street, little things such as doughnuts. Sometimes, she would sell at the local market just to keep body and soul together. Life was fast becoming meaningless for the young woman, who, like many her age, was yearning and fighting to get out of the poverty trap and swing into a desirable lifestyle.

It was while struggling with life that one day she visited a neighbour and found her watching Emmanuel TV. Although she was not very familiar with The SCOAN, she had heard about Prophet T.B. Joshua and how mightily God was using him. When the man of God started to pray for viewers, setting them free in the name of Jesus Christ, she touched the screen and felt a hot sensation sweep through her body. Her faith was so strong that she immediately confessed victory and thanked God for the breakthrough.

Instantly, all chains of limitation fell off her life and locked doors started to swing open. She received an incredible breakthrough as secretary in the country’s National Assembly. Financial problems eased off and she tirelessly worked faithfully and consistently. However, while her colleagues were sent for training, such opportunities never seemed to come her way. Equally, she did not experience promotion. She continued to pray with the man of God and, out of nowhere, a friend volunteered to sponsor her trip to The SCOAN.

She came, prayed and received the Anointing Water. The moment she reached home, a miracle was waiting on her door. She was told she had been considered for training in China – after seven years of no recognition. But that was just the cake; the icing was waiting back home. When she returned from China, she was called to collect her allowance – a huge bonus she had never seen in her life. Able to buy land and build a magnificent and fully furnished house, blessings started abounding for the South Sudanese secretary! This was followed by a brand new Four-Wheel car and another big apartment which she is letting out in the heart of the city.

As if that was not enough, her brother, who was diagnosed with Hepatitis B, ministered the Anointing Water and was officially declared healed of the disease after he was given a full scholarship to study in China. Equally, she had been suffering from high blood pressure for many years. After ministering the Anointing Water, her blood pressure levels fell and returned to complete normalcy.

To crown it all, she received a call from the presidency of South Sudan and to her utmost surprise, was offered a job as Executive Secretary to the Vice President of the republic. What she had desired for many years came by grace in a short while after she ministered the Anointing Water and left everything to God Almighty. Now able to sponsor the education of all her siblings, she thanked Jesus Christ for His abundant provision in her life. How wonderful God is!

“What a God we have to worship; what a Son we have to praise; what a future lies before us.” – T.B. Joshua



February 26, 2014

When Mr Okpalaeze Chidi from Enugu State, Nigeria, married his sweetheart Stella over 15 years ago, it was all heavens and bliss. Neither anticipated the shock arrival of the devil who would spurn their newly found love into a war affair reminiscent of Tom and Jerry, the television cartoons that thrive on misery although in their case, the battle was one sided.

Whereas the escapades of Tom and Jerry are characterized by hair-raising pranks of greatest antagonism, those of the Chidi couple were etched in utter abuse and agony that smashed their marriage on a sharp rock.

They told a horrible story of how they had spent a huge part of their married life like enemies, courtesy of evil spirits that tormented the husband unbeknown to him let alone the wife.

The result was a ruined marriage whose survival dangled on a threadbare noose, if it were not for the grace of God. Not only that, the demon also orchestrated financial and career failures in the lives of the two until they came to The SCOAN recently Jesus Christ set them free to be free indeed.

Mr Chidi, a 38 year-old entrepreneur dealing in pharmaceuticals, was running a thriving business, supplying multimillion naira worth of goods to companies 15 years ago when, suddenly, things started crumbling all around him. He lost containers full of goods through seizures. Every contract he invested in simply fell through and was losing huge sums of money that he would soon be out of business and on the street. “It became a virus, attacking even people I joined with in any business venture. This cost me many friends who began to view me as a partnership risk,” he said.

It was against such a catastrophic background that he decided to escape to Switzerland with his wife – in search of a new life. Little did he know that the powers pursuing him were far beyond human understanding and not limited to local geographical boundaries.

He had a spiritual wife and, like any evil spirit, it was bent on running Mr Chidi’s life down the cliff of destruction! The evil spirit made him hate his beautiful wife and spend his time out of the marital home with other women or simply drinking.

Every time a potential breakthrough appeared, the evil woman would come and sleep with him in the dream and everything would crash. Whatever he put his hands on would plunge. After staying abroad for 13 years, he discovered he was no better off and in 2012, decided to come back home where the episode continued.

“I thought I could fight it alone but I failed. I started to drink heavily, sleep around with all kinds of women,” he said, adding, “I lost all affection I had for my wife.” Sometimes, his wife would wake him up in the night and tell him that he was behaving as if he was making love to someone. He would slap her. The more he involuntarily slept with the spiritual wife, the more reckless he became with his business and marital life.

He would drink all day long, come home only to change and drive back to spend the night away from home. Still, he found no peace and his wife bore all the brunt. He found her irritating and nagging and would beat her for no apparent reason. The spirit of lust inside of him made him a sex addict sleeping with any woman he considered beautiful. He only had to look into a woman’s eyes and she would start following him, wanting to sleep with him even for free. He did not see his wife as a wife anymore. He stopped eating her food and would rather eat outside.

Anytime his wife asked him a question, he would answer with a slap. The demon’s influence on his life was so overwhelming that he chased her out of their matrimonial home when he felt like it.

At times, pastors would come trying to settle the problems in the house but to no avail. They slept in separate rooms and he locked himself in to keep his wife away. He was so tormented that he had to take many tablets to induce sleep at night. At a point in time, his mother asked him if he was smoking Indian hemp because his eyes were always shot-red due to lack of sleep.

Mr Chidi began to contemplate committing suicide. A spirit would tell him that he was suffering, his business was not working and there was nothing to live for. He often told his wife he would kill himself. One day, as the couple was driving across a bridge during one of the rarest occasions the two traveled together, he told his wife to keep quiet or he would run the car into the river!

Not that he was a poor man. He had significant money in his bank account, drove a good car and dressed nicely. He bought a car for his pastor, paid tithe and contributed to many charitable projects but the devil blinded him to the truth.

“I spent my money outside the home and my friends thought I was a happy man; I was the saddest in their midst,” said Chidi.

But joy comes in the morning and everything that has a beginning, must surely have an ending. His mother, depressed with her son’s condition and marital problems, introduced him to Emmanuel TV and he started watching the channel, although he was a doubting Thomas. “I believed nothing about what happens here. I thought everything was being staged. I only watched Emmanuel TV because my mother insisted, not because I believed,” he said.

With the insistence of his wife, he decided to come to The SCOAN to see what was happening. The first day he came, before the wise men came out to touch people, he simply picked up his Bible and stormed out of the church to his car and drove home.

But the devil is a liar. God gave him another chance and he came for the second time. This time his wife had a plan. She asked his friend to come with them to keep an eye on Mr Chidi. She also pleaded with some of the church ushers to make sure her husband did not run away before he was touched. “I knew this was my last chance. Some pastors were saying I was the cause of his problems and I wanted God to help us whether I was responsible or not,” she explained.

It was a day of suspense for the couple and friend. They sat like statues. The wife and friend did not want to say anything that might be deemed offensive to Mr Chidi who was looking for a slight excuse to walk out. In fact, he occasionally spoke rudely to his wife to trick her into an argument so he would snap and grab his Bible. His wife and friend kept their discipline and ignored his utterances. Every time he stood to go out, the ushers would order him to sit down and keep his peace.

When Wise Man Daniel approached, recalled Mr Chidi, he saw a flame of fire hit his face. He thought of collecting his Bible and bolting but he remained transfixed. The battle between light and darkness had started. He was cornered and the evil spirit in him could not stand the overwhelming power of the Holy Spirit.

Exposed and incapacitated by the flames of Holy Fire, the evil spirit started to confess, identifying itself as the spirit of lust and spiritual wife. It was ordered out of him and Mr Chidi was declared free, in Jesus’ name.

“I felt like a heavy block of cement had moved out of my body,” he later said.

How cunning and deceiving the devil is. When he looked by his side immediately after his deliverance, he saw a beautiful and attractive woman console him. He was struck by her beauty. When he looked closely, he discovered it was his 36 year-old wife – the same one he had hated to see; the ‘ugly’ and ‘irritating’ woman he had thrown out of their matrimonial home a number of times.

They embraced and hugged. Since then, he and his wife have become greatest of friends. They eat, talk and share the same bed again. Mr Chidi now sleeps like a baby at night. His business is flourishing and he has stopped drinking alcohol. Women are no longer following or staring at him. The power of seduction in his eyes that had lured women to him is long dead.

“By clubbing and sleeping with women, I thought I was enjoying life. I was not. Although I was driving a big car and wearing expensive clothes, I was dying inside me. You have to believe in God. If God could do it for me, He can do it for anyone. Once you are delivered, you will see a lot of difference in your life,” he said.

Mrs Stella Okpalaeze who accompanied his wife to The SCOAN to share his wonderful testimony, said that before her husband’s deliverance, he hated her with passion.

“My husband is a cheerful giver; he bought cars for me, my mother and his mother but this spirit ruined my home,” she said.

She testified that her husband has now changed completely and that they have a wonderful marriage, they go to church together and read their Bible as a couple. Not only that, Mr Chidi eats at home and offers to cook. His business is up and rolling. What the devil had stolen, God is giving her back!




February 25, 2014

When a then 8 to 9 year-old Carolien was sexually abused against her will for a period of one year , little did she know that she would grow up having to endure the devil’s persistent torments. Hailing from Cape Town, South Africa, and married with two children, Carolien Coetzee would suffer rejection, develop a strained relationship with her mother and find blemishes in her matrimonial home. Carolien’s relationship with both her husband and daughter Carla knew no peace until her deliverance at The Synagogue, Church Of All Nations (SCOAN) exposed the spirit of lust and the spirit of abuse that had been responsible for the torments she’d suffered.

“I didn’t know there was a spirit behind my problems,” said Carolien. In the aftermath of the abuse, Carolien always felt rejected. Whenever she was among people, whether she knew them or not, she always felt she was never good enough. She thought she was the worse in the midst of others. Thinking of herself as being ugly, she would constantly compare herself with other women. A voice in her mind constantly occupied her thoughts with such self-degrading pronouncements. In order to compensate for this, Carolien explored ways and means by which to please everyone. She would browse through magazines in order to search for models or celebrities whose lifestyle she could emulate. This was tantamount to seeking acceptability among others. In her attempt to attract the attention of others, she even thought the friends she had were only being kind to her or considerate. The tormenting voice within wired her to think that she was never good enough for anyone.

Corolien Recieved Deliverance From Sexual AbuseDuring Carolien’s school days up to her post-marriage era, she has had dreams or nightmares that usually had something to do with a body of water. There were times when a large wave appeared to engulf her, but then she would find herself floating away on the waves. Sometimes, she found herself in the midst of others at the beach, where a large wave appeared ready to consume the beach goers. She would then find herself desperately directing the attention of the beach goers to the gigantic wave in an attempt to avoid what seemed to be the inevitable in the spiritual realm.

Married and blessed with a son and a daughter, Carolien’s problematic antics excluded her son but pestered her husband and daughter Carla. She constantly picked and fussed with Carla. She found her dealing with the 4 to 5 years old little girl was rather frustrating. Whenever she asked Carla to accompany her to the shops, the little girl would refuse but prefer to go with the father instead. This always left Carolien feeling dejected. If she asked Carla to sit on her lap to stimulate a mother-daughter bonding at home, her daughter would prefer her father’s. Whenever Carolien requested her daughter to make up her bed, she expected the 4 – 5 year-old to take a Yes mum! approach. However, if the little girl would not say Yes mummy! Right mummy! her mother, then Carolien would yell, “Carla, come, come, you’re being disobedient.”

If Carolien chose a dress for little Carla to wear on a particular day and the latter refused the mother’s selection, then the voice within Carolien told her, “She is not listening to you; she’s not obedient enough.” This would then cause anger to rise in Carolien, triggering another commotion.

Carolien recalled that she too never had a good mother-daughter relationship with her own mother. In the past, when she was frustrated by something, she chose to share it with her father and not the mother. She sparsely met her mother – once every three months. Carolien would learn from her mother that her birth was not planned due to financial constraints. However, she would later in life reconcile with her mother, creating room for the pair to talk over their differences and forgive each other.

Overwhelmed by the spirit of lust and controlled by the voice within, Carolien’s post-marriage affection for her husband dwindled by the day. Whenever her husband advanced to meet her as husband and wife, she would concoct excuses to avoid being intimate with her husband. However, if she ever yielded, then the spirit of lust projected unavoidable graphic and visible pornographic images to occupy her mind. Following this, the voice within dictated for her to remain locked in the images in order to enjoy the act. She would then go through the intimacy without any attachment, because the whole experience made her feel violated, tortured, abused and used. She felt like a prostitute, and reckoned that if such would be the situation throughout the marriage, then it would be best she rather not go through it in her marriage. This unhealthy marital circumstance stimulated series of altercations to a despicable degree.

Questioning her thoughts on the extent to which the spirit of lust compromised her marital bliss, Carolien said, “It affected our relationship and compromised the attraction between us. I’d felt used and did not want to feel used again. It was like you wanted attention and when the attention comes, you don’t want it. You don’t feel like it is something that you want. You will rather want to run away from that. But I never felt like I would rather attract other men’s attention. I wanted his (husband) attention, but then I reject him. This compromised peace in the house. I don’t know whether he went outside of our relationship, but he confessed to getting addicted to porn. The house was constantly at war, for one could not return to a peaceful house.”

To compound her domestic problems, Carolien developed a drive that would rob her of the quality time-biased attention she could have given to her husband, children and herself. She would seek to have everything in perfect order. When she picked up the Bible to read, the voice within reminded her of an outstanding laundry. She would then drop the Bible and immediately occupy herself with doing the laundry. While sorting out the laundry, she would start to worry about other household chores simply to seek something to do to occupy herself. She could not stay still, for even whenever she was seated with her family, her thoughts would be dominated by things she needed to get done perfectly and impressively. Another mechanism to subscribe to a shared attention between family and other things was to visit the shopping mall to shop on both what she needed and others on impulse.

Describing the demonic controlling voice as a non-audible one that did not come from her heart but rather invaded her mind, Carolien recalled the role that voice played whenever she had a row with her husband. While she quarreled with her husband, the voice would tell her, “He’s very selfish.” Carolien agreed and told her husband he was selfish. “He’s lazy; men are typically selfish, and will fall into self-pity,” said the voice. Carolien agreed and echoed it back to her husband. The more she communicated what the voice told her, the more the voice shaped her personality. As a consequence of this, Carolien’s anger and frustration increased violently. Although she would reconcile within her reasoning intellectual faculty that her husband was not selfish, that such reaction to an ensuing domestic altercation was not what God had intended for her and that it was wrong to carry on like that, she had no control in helping herself out of the bondage.

In the midst of the troubling web that engulfed her matrimonial home, Carolien’s husband was also battling his own personal issues. He struggled to get out of ungodly dreams and an intense interest in pornography, which compromised his spiritual life. He could not escape from the addiction. As a result of this, his spiritual life became erratic. His addiction to pornography started in primary school when someone showed him a pornographic picture. He also recalled another occurrence in which an exposure to a sexual introduction negatively impacted his life. The pornographic habit became the core distraction that subjected him to the act of masturbation coupled with a sense of guilt. His life digressed from making progress.
Carolien’s sensitive husband likened his marriage to walking on eggs to avoid confrontation. As such, altercations put him in a dilemma. In order to resolve some of the domestic conflicts, Carolien’s husband implied that he would virtually take the responsibility as the source of the conflict by saying ‘sorry’ to his wife. Although such an approach was never an ultimate solution, it did provide temporary cessation to the conflict.

In an attempt to normalize her relationship with her family, Carolien would fast, pray, read the Bible and seek counselling along with her husband. She visited other churches in search of solution to her family’s plight, without any success. However, when the couple finally renewed their interest in watching Emmanuel TV in June 2012 and saw how people with similar problems fell under the influence of the Holy Spirit and were eventually delivered, Carolien humbly accepted that the voice she had thought was part of her genetic wiring might after all not be hers. She questioned herself as to whether the voice she had listened to from childhood to mid-2012 was actually part of her character. That voice must have come from another source, she reckoned. Encouraged by the deliverance exercises she witnessed, Carolien prayed thus: “God do in me what I’d seen in The SCOAN. God I am ready. I am not willing to go on with this. I cannot go on with this,” she continued, poised to be freed from the devil’s grip.

Carolien and her husband decided to open up and seek deliverance. As December 2012 approached for the 2013 New Year service in The SCOAN, Carolien decided to be a part of the event. However, just a week before she and daughter Carla left Cape Town for Lagos, she had another demonic dream. “I was walking on the beach and a big wave was coming at me when a shell (with a venus-like figure) emerged and opened. The figure came out as a woman, who spoke to me. She appeared beautiful but at the same time evil. She was something of the type you would not want to look at but the beauty draws you to it. ‘You will never escape me,’ the venus-like figure told me,” she narrated.

When Carolien and her daughter arrived at The SCOAN Nigeria to fulfil her quest to seek more blessings, little did she know what God had in store for her and the family. Wise Man Daniel prayed for her, and the spirit of lust, anger and rejection within her manifested. The evil spirit did not only confess that it originated from the ocean, but also stated that it had wanted to destroy the relationship between Carolien and her daughter.

In her own words, she recounted the spiritual experience: “I saw Wise Man Daniel standing in front of me, but the experience I had showed that there was the Power of God in my presence. A good electricity shot through me, for God located me that day using Wise Man Daniel. The first time he put his hand on me, I felt a bolt of electricity shot through me and the thing (evil spirit) started speaking through me and I had no control. I was aware of the voice but I could not control it. During the deliverance, one feels the Power of God. What spoke through me, I had no control over.

“My immediate reaction was that I was shocked but relieved. It took me about thirty minutes to compose myself. I was blank in terms of that voice which disappeared and I felt that inner peace. “I never figured there was a spirit (of lust) behind it (marital problem), for I’d thought it was one of those things a husband and wife go through in marriage as part of life. These were all from the voice within me, and after my deliverance, I never heard that voice again.

“After the deliverance, I could feel the peace in me settling in. I could feel the voice is gone, (for) I realized there was nothing any more in my thoughts. And now, I have the affection a wife should have towards her husband. We don’t have the quarrels any more. We do occasionally argue over a few things but those are over trivial issues and never escalated into any of the previous domestic fights.

“Even the frustrations I had with my daughter over the trivial of things have disappeared. The nagging over her being disobedient and the like are no longer issues with me. She wants to be with me now. I look at my child and I feel love towards her. She goes to the shops with me and the other day when I picked her up from school, she told me: ‘Mummy you are the best mummy in the world’.”

Carolien had formerly thought that her husband was always in her space, but nowadays, they can sit together and touch each other without any sense of hatred between them. Above all, she is no longer hysterical about the must-do domestic to-do chores. If any of such chores crossed her mind, she said to herself: “This can wait till tomorrow.”

“It is peaceful and everything is relaxed at home,” Carolien continued. “The SCOAN? Life changing, definitely. If it was not for the ministry, if it was not for the Man of God, if it was not for the Wise Men that came out of this ministry, if it was not for the Anointing Water, Anointing Sticker… I could go on and on, our lives would still have been the same. We would have probably ended up being part of the divorced statistics. I probably would have been on medication to cope with life. I thank God it (The SCOAN) changed our life for good.”

On lessons learned, Carolien presented that, “I have learned that spirits can come into your life uninvited. But sometimes there are the generational elements (too). Sexual abuse is not something people want to open up to because one feels ashamed and guilty as though it is always one’s fault; as if it was one who caused it to happen to one. I wish I had opened up much earlier to get these things out of my life and out of my marriage. Now, I have the power to choose, (for) in the past I did not have any control because something was driving or forcing me. Now my thoughts are clean and so I can say no or yes. I rather have God instruct me when to do the laundry. Unlike previously, while reading the Bible I would suddenly remember to do the laundry. (As an element) of distraction, I would drop the Bible to go do the laundry. But now I am wonderfully doing what I want, such as having a quiet time with the Bible.”

On his part, Carolien’s husband maintained that everyone has a past for which they were encouraged to seek deliverance. “In my wife’s case,” he said, “She did not choose what happened to her. It was not a choice she made. It is not a personal thing. One cannot say ‘It is my thing, I cannot share it with the world’. We have to expose satan of his garbage because it is not about us. We do need deliverance because it is very necessary in our time. Our relationship with Jesus is ever improving.”

Carolien advised that, “I would really encourage them (victims of sexual abuse) to open up, (for) it is never your fault. I went through twenty-nine years of the evil spirit’s torments, which even opened the door to the spirit of lust. If you open up your heart to God, He can take you from where you are now to where He wants you to be. It is that confession that brings you freedom.

“Over here (at The SCOAN) it is not only about your deliverance, but they also teach you how to maintain it. Because the world will always be the world, and so maintenance is important. Better is not good enough; the best is yet to come!”

Having been subjected to years of the demonic spirit’s torments, Carolien’s husband also advised that men and people in general must maintain a life of humility and piousness. He stressed that regardless of the fact that every Christian is eager to read the Bible, speak in tongues, prophesy and do all the good things expected of a Christian, one should revisit one’s spiritual life. Going back behind the scene to do pornography, expand unclean thoughts, among others, while projecting oneself positively in front of unsuspecting people, are the elements that can question one’s spiritual level. “I would say, as a man, you need to humble yourself, open up to your weaknesses, go to a place where there is Anointing of God or Power of God,” he said. “We’ve been through counseling and (visited) churches, but it was only when we came to this place of the Power of God and Anointing that we received our deliverance. People need to find a living Church where there is Power of God. For us, we follow Emmanuel TV and its various media platforms such as Facebook, YouTube, etc. We’ve come to a point where our lives now depend on it. My advice is: ‘pursue Godliness, find a Living Church of God, get involved with The SCOAN for the Man of God is a Prophet of our times. He’s a gift of mankind’.”

We thank God for this wonderful testimony and we believe you were blessed by reading this testimony. Please share it with others for the glory of God!



February 24, 2014

Survival was a daily struggle for Lucky Susa, a young man from Delta State, Nigeria. Pushing a local trolley around the busy Mile 12 Market in the heart of Lagos, he scavenged an occasional N100 or N200 by assisting market customers to transport their items to the nearest bus stop. With these stipends, he barely managed to feed and fend for himself. As dawn broke on the morning of December 9th 2008, Lucky arose from slumber and headed for the market as usual. Little did he know that an event was about to transpire that would forever change his life.

“I brought two bags of rice and beans to the bus stop,” he reminisced. “Across the tarmac, there were some people gathering. I crossed over to look at what was happening.” The sight that Lucky beheld was heart-breaking. An elderly lady lying in a pool of her own blood. “I began to shout that people should help this woman. They told me, ‘The car that hit this woman has already run off. Don’t you know this is Lagos?’ ” Moved at the despicable sight and angered by the hardheartedness of the gathering crowd, he decided to take action.

“I felt for the woman and said I should save her life. I took the money I had suffered to work for and manage with my family to take a taxi and rush her to a clinic at Ojota.” However, her condition was beyond recovery. On reaching the hospital, the woman gave up. Instead of being lauded for his life-saving efforts, the unthinkable opposite happened for the ‘wheel-barrow pusher’. “The doctor called the police and they arrested me. I was charged with her murder and sent straight to prison.”

Five and a half years later, Lucky was still languishing in the Maximum Security Prison in Ikoyi for a crime he never committed. Transferred to a cell where only armed robbers and murderers were incarcerated, he knew his day of judgement was nigh. “One man came to visit the prisoners on Friday. I explained myself to the man that I had not stolen or killed anyone and asked him to keep me in prayer.” The man took off a small bracelet he had on his hand and gave it to Lucky to hold. “The man said that the bracelet in this hand was from T.B. Joshua and that I should pray with it.”

Lucky had never been to The Synagogue, Church Of All Nations but he grabbed onto the bracelet in desperate faith. “I prayed, ‘God of T.B. Joshua, if You are really alive and You really work, please remove me from this problem because I am innocent.’ ” Thereafter, a truly remarkable chain of events was triggered. “That night, when I slept, T.B. Joshua appeared to me in the dream. He told me, ‘My son – the tears you have cried, God has seen them – you are innocent. Continue doing good to others; don’t stop just because you suffered. You will be released tomorrow.’ ”

Just after 3pm the following day, Lucky’s name was called out by the prison wardens. “They brought me to the gate, told me I didn’t have a case to answer and released me!” Lucky walked out of the prison gates, a free man! Begging a lady for money, he was given N150 which he used to transport himself to The SCOAN. Looking bedraggled and tattered with the clothing he had on in prison, Lucky tried to enter the church on Sunday 23rd February 2014 but was directed to return for the prayer line as his appearance matched that of a lunatic. Tears began flowing.

“One man called me and asked why I was crying. I explained my story to him and he asked me to follow him. He gave me soap, told me not to cry and took me to the bathroom to take a shower. After I bathed, the same man came and brought me new trousers, a new shirt and shoes. He gave me N500 to keep in my pocket in case I wanted to buy anything.”

Upon entering The SCOAN, Lucky’s case was brought to the attention of T.B. Joshua. Visibly moved at his story and the compassionate gesture of the ‘Good Samaritan’, he asked Lucky if he could still identify the man. Minutes later, Lucky returned with the gentleman, remarkably revealed to be one of the security men in The SCOAN by the name of Chuks.

Addressing the congregation, T.B. Joshua said the selfless efforts of the security man were a great lesson to everyone, stating that people should never stop doing good to others. “When many look back at their experiences in doing good, they have said they will never do good again. Nothing can separate me from doing good! Continue doing good until then, when you see light at the end of the tunnel,” he said.

When asked why he had gone to such lengths to help Lucky, the security man stated, “Man of God, we need to follow your footsteps,” citing T.B. Joshua’s humanitarian activities as his inspiration. To the astonishment of the congregation, T.B. Joshua proceeded to announce that N5,000,000 ($30,000) would be given to the security man to encourage him in his charitable endeavours.

He said this was just the beginning of a new initiative to support people who are selflessly engaging in works of charity worldwide. “If you are into charity, what can we do to support you? I can be visiting you all over the world when you want to launch these charities – giving scholarships to deserving children, supporting the widows and helping the needy all over the world. Rescue them; go all the way to help mankind.”

Counselling Lucky, T.B. Joshua continued, “Don’t stop doing good because God is aware. What you passed through was as it should be by Divine will. If God is aware of your challenges, they will not destroy you but prepare you. I was pushing a trolley in the past in the same market he’s talking about. It was in the midst of all of this that the Lord took me to the place where He could use me.”

As a cheque with the huge amount was presented to Mr Chuks, the impromptu millionaire could barely withhold his tears. “I never expected this today; I was discharging my duty as I normally do. I will continue to help the less privileged.”





February 14, 2014

A figure flashed uncannily across his mind: 0004. His heart still beating fast, Emmanuel looked breathlessly around before trying the digits in the ATM machine. It was a one-in-a-million chance. The card was stolen and the owner could literally be there in minutes. Time seemed at a stand-still, as beads of cold sweat puckered his brow. Then suddenly, the unbelievable happened – the code was accepted. Scarcely believing his fortunes, he hastily clicked the first figure flashing on the screen – N25 000. As the cash streamed out, the young teenager stared in almost disbelieving delight. The subtle voice within spoke again: run!

Emmanuel O had been stealing for as long as he could remember. It deteriorated to the point where a day would not pass without his involvement in theft. It was both inevitable and uncontrollable. From the tender age of five, Emmanuel had been plagued with a spirit that led him from police cells to prison yards, becoming a stigma to his family and snare to his community. The day after being bailed from jail for the burgling of close to 25 houses, Emmanuel’s mother resolved to bring her son to The Synagogue, Church Of All Nations where a remarkable prophecy revealed the root of his brushes with the law…

Emmanuel, the youngest of five children, was brought up in a rich family in Edo State, his father, the owner of a flourishing private school. His family was also reputable. His parents brought their offspring up under strict moral standards, mirrored in the exemplary and disciplined behaviour of their first four children. But one night, an incident occurred that was to shake the family to its very core. “One fateful night, when Emmanuel was five years old, I dreamt he was placed in the centre of a large group of people,” according to Maria, his mother. “I heard every one of them decreeing evil on him, saying that he shall be useless and not become anything in life. It looked as if they were initiating him. I woke up from sleep and started praying, cancelling it. But two days later, the nightmare became a reality.”

“When I was five years old, that was when this whole problem really started,” Emmanuel narrated in an in-depth chat with The SCOAN. “There was a particular day when my mum asked me to buy a sachet of pure water in a store opposite our school.” It was two days after her terrible dream. “I told the store keeper so she went straight to her room to get it. Before she came back, I saw an egg on top of the table there. I thought the egg was cooked, not knowing it was uncooked. Something told me to take it but in the process, the egg broke. When she came out, she saw the broken egg in my hands which I could not deny.” The livid store-keeper would not release Emmanuel until his mother’s arrival. Getting back to school, his disciplinarian father punished the small boy in a way he believed would expel all traces of stealing in him. Beaten severely, he was paraded naked in every classroom of the school. But Emmanuel’s actions were beyond physical control and mere beating. “I was thinking that was the end of the problem, because I had never done it before – not knowing that was the beginning of everything,” he stated.

Emmanuel’s first incarceration in a police cell came at the age of eight. “My parents thought I was in church, but I went to my friend’s house. His mum came in and dropped her handbag on the floor. While they were both out of the room, I went to the handbag and took the money there, N4 500, and quickly left.” Not considering the consequences, the young boy went out to feast on food and drinks, returning home to meet his furious father who had been informed of the theft by the friend’s mother. “I tried to tell him I had been in the church since, but he gave me a dirty slap and told them to take me to the police station.” For three days Emmanuel was in a cell meant for hardened criminals. “My cell-mates were telling me at this age I am not supposed to be there, that I am too small to be stealing,” he remembered the bitter experience.

Three years later, events spiralled seriously downwards, as Emmanuel was involved in a case of attempted rape. “During lecture period, I told my class-mate, a girl, that we should go to my friend’s house and come back before the next class. She was not having anything in mind, so she followed us. Inside my friend’s room, I just told her that I wanted to make love to her. Something was pushing me to do it. She said no – that she had never done it before and nothing would make her do it at her age. I told her that I had never done it before, but I wanted to start right now with her. It resulted in a fight. Something within me wanted to force her. She had to bite my hand to stop me. My friend came in and saw blood and slapped the girl. There was a glass cup there, so with annoyance, she broke it and used it to injure my friend too. Then she managed to escape and went straight to the police station to report.” The girl’s father was an Anglican Pastor who vowed vengeance on the two boys. They both ended up in a police cell and could face seven years in prison if found guilty in court, all at the age of 11. With the name of his school already in disrepute, Emmanuel’s father made every possible attempt to avert the sentence, the case eventually reaching the State CID. With intervention from an Anglican Bishop, his father ended up paying N450, 000 to the girl’s parents to resolve the case. Emmanuel spent three weeks in a dark and dingy police cell. “I was really regretting then. What pushed me to this? My mum even bought a Bible for me, and asked me to start reading. I started praying for mercy, that God should show mercy on me.”

The story of Emmanuel’s rape case had spread throughout the community, forcing his parents to send him to a brother in another town to allow the backlash of rumours and reproach to settle. “When I got there, my uncle and his wife knew me to be a very good boy. I tried all ways to maintain my Christianity, but it wasn’t easy. Something soon led me to steal again. One day they asked me to go and clean up the house on Saturday and, in the process, I saw my uncle’s wife’s money. It was N3,000. The money was folded under a bed. The moment I saw it, this spirit just prompted me. I picked it. It’s not as if I was lacking anything – my parents used to send me money frequently and I had everything a child needs.” Soon Emmanuel was back to stealing on almost a daily basis, the blame always being apportioned to his uncle’s son who had a reputation of stubbornness. “All the atrocities were committed by me – but they would accuse the boy. Sometimes they would beat him up and not even give him food to eat. I will be the one to give him later in the night because I know what he was passing through was not his fault, but done by me. They would even come and meet me and ask me to talk to him about the way he was behaving. I would advise him that ‘If you are the one doing it, stop it.’ ”

After finishing his junior secondary school, Emmanuel pleaded with his parents to allow him back home; mainly for fear that his secret stealing habits would soon come to light. After he had lied that he was being maltreated, they eventually succumbed and Emmanuel returned home to start secondary school. It was there he met Samson, a figure of some notoriety in society, who introduced him further into the world of lawlessness. “It was as if the boy knew who I was; as if he knew I had that urge in me, that spirit of stealing in me. He started encouraging me – the encouragement was how to be a strong man, how to talk to people that were not my age, how to get whatever I wanted at any time, how to be moving up and down with girls. He told me there was a cult I needed to join to get whatever I wanted. He talked me into it.” Now aged 14, Emmanuel was on the verge of joining the infamous Black-Axe cult, a group almost exclusively preserved for university students. Asked to bring N25, 000 before initiation, Emmanuel was left with seemingly one option to obtain the funds. It was to be his largest ‘operation’ yet.

“In my bedroom, there is an adjoining bathroom and toilet,” Emmanuel explained. “I found I could remove the protector in my bathroom, so when it was 11pm, I jumped out of the window and went outside. I trekked down to Samson’s house and we went together to this supermarket – that was our target. His plan was that he would stay outside watching while I went inside to rob. I didn’t refuse. After lifting me up, I started breaking the ceiling until I could pass through. I marched on top, and it soon broke. I dropped down, and the very first drawer I opened contained money. I didn’t even bother to search elsewhere again because of fear.” The package contained N45, 000.

The following Friday was initiation day. “The moment my dad drove out of the house, I just took off too. There were three of us. We stayed in a beer parlour until 10pm. I didn’t know how to drink then. That was the first day I drank beer and the first day I smoked too. Then they took us to the initiation ground. It was around midnight. There were six in number, plus the old members there.” Before then, Samson had already prepared Emmanuel for the task, equipping him with answers to questions they might ask a university student. “There was a little disagreement because they said I was too small. They went elsewhere and talked, and then called me separately. They started pretending to beat me, before we then took the blood-oath. We finished around 5.00 on Saturday morning.”

The first assignment in the cult invariably involved stealing, a nemesis he couldn’t run away from. “They gave us a mission to know if we were capable of defending them,” Emmanuel solemnly narrated, his docile demeanour seeming a world away from the treacherous past he spoke so freely of. “The mission was in Benin. We were targeting a particular man who owned a pharmaceutical shop. They told me what to do, as the smallest, for the man to pay attention to me. I was watching when the man was going to come out of his shop, while others were inside the car. As the man came out towards evening, I went to him and started begging that I had not eaten since morning. He shouted on me that he didn’t have money, that I should get out. When he wanted to enter his car, I held onto his trousers. He pushed me away and I fell down. Two of our guys now came out on cue and said, ‘What did the little boy do that you should do this to him? You are wicked!’ The man started fighting – ‘Who are you to be telling me that I am wicked?’ In the process, he dropped his bag in the other side of the car. That side of the car was open. That was the luck we had. As they were arguing, one of our boys opened that door and grabbed the bag. How we got to know that this particular bag had the money is God’s grace. That was how the mission succeeded. We made N450, 000 that day, though they didn’t give me anything out of the money.”

Joining the cult only served to fuel Emmanuel’s stealing habits, as they forcefully insisted on monthly payments. “Whether you have money or not – you must pay,” Emmanuel bemoaned. “This normally encourages boys to go and steal, because of those dues. If you don’t pay it –wherever you are, even if you are hiding in your father’s house, they can come and take you away at any time. And the more you don’t pay the more the money is increasing and the more your freedom of movement is limited. I didn’t pay mine for about three months. One day while I was walking, their hit squad met me. I tried to plead, but they collected my wristwatch, my phone and my shoes. They told me this is just the beginning.”

Shoeless, phoneless and penniless, Emmanuel dismally contemplated his return home. Sighting some slippers being sold outside a barbing salon, there was but one thought in his mind. “I went straight there, pretending that I wanted to have a haircut. I opened the door and saluted everybody, but they told me they were not working any more. Already I had sneaked a pair of slippers on from outside. As I was leaving, the owner called me and asked me where I was going. I didn’t know that inside, they had sighted me coming with empty feet, and leaving wearing slippers. They started shouting that this is how they are stealing shoes here – that I am the one. They were not ready to show mercy at all. That was how police came. Before then, the beating, the disgrace, the nakedness was already there.”

Following the completion of his secondary school, Emmanuel left home finally, the internal disputes reaching their breaking point. Going to Benin with Samson, he forged a living through petty theft, their daily bread being the product of robbery. Incredibly able to retrieve N25, 000 from a stolen credit card after Emmanuel ‘guessed’ the pin code, the dubious duo rented their own apartment. “On a very good day, I was left alone in the market square. I saw a woman who said I should help her with her luggage, that where she was going to take a taxi was very far. In the process of following her, she got mixed up in the crowd, so I ran and got a taxi back to my home. I was thinking it was just clothes that I could sell, not knowing there was money inside the luggage – N80, 000. I didn’t tell any of my friends. I kept the luggage in my room, took the money to the bank and opened an account.” The following day, Emmanuel was alone in the house. “I heard a knock. As a person who is not free, you need to always watch who is knocking. I peeped through the window and sighted the woman who came with police. I pretended no one was in the house, but they knew because it was locked from the back. The policemen now said if I didn’t open, they would shoot. I decided to open the door and face the consequences. I was beaten, thrown into their van and taken straight to the cell. After a lot of torture, I confessed that I took the money. The woman also alleged there were jewels inside, but there was none. I took them to the bank and was made to sign the cheque naked. Everyone was mocking me.”

Emmanuel shuddered while describing the torturous methods used to exact information from stubborn prisoners. “The torture was hanging. They will put handcuffs in your hands, a pole under your knees, then raise the pole up. Your head will be facing down, so all the blood will be rushing to your head and the handcuffs will be cutting your flesh away. It’s like meat about to be roasted. It still affects my hand – there is no life in my right hand again because of the punishment and torture there.” Emmanuel languished in the police cell for close to two months, his friends already on the run. “I didn’t want my parents to be told, so I bore the consequences alone. I started praying and begging God to have mercy on me. One day they called me and told me the Commissioner of Police in Edo State wanted to see me. I went straight to his office. He was thinking the person who did such thing was a hardened criminal. When he saw my appearance, he was shocked and said this little boy – how did you get involved in this kind of life? I lied to him that I was an orphan, and I was doing this just for a living. He told me that was not a reason to steal. I pleaded with him and cried in his office. He asked me to go back to the cell.”

The grim cell conditions were enough to bring anyone to despair and desperation. “It was hell in the cell. It’s not easy for you to sit in one place – eight people inside a tiny room. Nowhere to stretch your body; nowhere to lie down. Only to sit. Always in the dark. I used to sing there for the other people in the cell. Because of my singing, they bought food for me. They would buy bread for me before I sang for them. That was all I had to eat.” Some days after his meeting with the Police Commissioner, Emmanuel was inexplicably released. Malnourished and frail from his prolonged stay in the cell, he went to meet a distant cousin and asked to stay with him. “He was the one feeding me while I was trying to recover – I was lean and there was skin disease in my body because of the cell condition. My cousin didn’t even know what had happened to me.”

However, instead of improving, Emmanuel’s health gradually deteriorated. He was wasting away. After eight long months, the young thief decided to return home, though his father had practically rejected him as a son. A few days after his arrival, a feeble Emmanuel collapsed in the house. “They had to rush me to a specialist. The injections they were giving me twice a day were N6500 for each one – all these expenses were from my dad. The doctors diagnosed meningitis. I couldn’t move at all, my whole body was stiff. I was at the point of death. When I was in the hospital, I was having terrible nightmares. If I closed my eyes, it’s always nightmares- I would be gathering with my friends, telling them I was going home. I would be trekking and trekking and never reaching where I was going.” At just 17, Emmanuel was on the precipice of passing away. Medically speaking, there was nothing more to be done. Spending both Christmas and New Year resigned to a hospital bed, it was a battle of will, a fight for survival. However, hope soon shimmered as Emmanuel began showing signs of improvement. Recovery was gradual but after a three-month struggle for his life, he was finally discharged from the hospital, doctors praising the resurgence as miraculous.

Emmanuel’s parents believed he had finally learned his lesson through the sickness, as by all outward measures there were signs of repentance. But once again, darkness superseded and stealing persisted. There was a force behind it that Emmanuel simply did not have the willpower to resist. Reunited with a childhood friend, Emmanuel was back to burglary in no time, this time operating at an even more advanced level. “I introduced him to stealing. We burgled all the houses on my street. I had a house I rented, but my parents did not know. We took girls to that place instead of booking a hotel. From there, we broke and entered all the houses on my street. I collected N150, 000 from one of them. The rest were sums of N30, 000 or N40, 000 but there were other valuables we collected like phones and laptops. Half of the money went for women, smoking and drinking, and the rest for clothes. I would also be buying Indian hemp in bulk. You see, if you don’t work for money, the way you spend it will be very lazy. If you work for it, you spend it with care.”

Emmanuel’s mother recalled an incident that shocked her to the core. “He just left one evening and not quite three hours later they came and said he was in the police station. What happened that made the police arrest him? They said ‘he went to a central hotel where these prostitutes lodge’. When he got there, after using the prostitute, he stole the handset of the prostitute as he was going. They now gathered and beat him up seriously. It was even the prostitute who saved them, and called the police who then came to arrest him. I believe those were the people he was spending the money on. He also took Indian hemp, cigarettes and drinks.”

Emmanuel’s nefarious activities took their toll on the family, as his father’s once thriving private school of over 1000 students was gradually reduced to zero and forced to close down. “I partook in the running down of his business,” Emmanuel soberly remarked. “I would go to his school, collect money from the students, take his colleagues phones, take money from people when they were in assembly – go to each class and take the money inside their bags. I used to do a lot of atrocities in my dad’s school.” Emmanuel’s mother was the headmistress. “If the students were on break and leave their phones inside the bag, he would go into the class, search their bags and remove the phone,” she explained. “If any teacher left his phone on the table – before he came back, he would no longer see the phone. That was how the students started leaving and parents started complaining. They said, ‘You cannot control your own child – why do you want to lead others.’ ”

Aside from the school, his father’s political ambitions for Local Government chairmanship were thwarted at the last minute as the community labelled him the father of a thief. “I paid for the nomination and everything,” his father Prince James solemnly explained. “When we were preparing with four days to go, from nowhere they brought in somebody else who had not contested at all, because of my son’s reputation as a thief. The family name has been dragged in the mud because of his shameful activities. It will appear as if he was purposely doing it. He could steal anything here now, and he would know he was the only one there at that time. They would pursue, catch, beat and take him to the police.”

Because of Emmanuel’s criminal conduct, the once thriving family were brought to the brink of financial devastation. “If he brings a case, whether a police case or stealing case, sickness or anything – it must take plenty of money,” his father said angrily. “As a result of that, the money was no longer coming in. He would bring problems, we would spend a hell of money to get him out of it, but he would not rest. He has never rested for three months without bringing more trouble to the house. The finances have been seriously touched. The business is nowhere. The family is gone. Nobody is happy the way we have been dragged in the mud.” “The whole of our community is shaken because of what I’ve done,” Emmanuel added. “What they are expecting to hear now is that I am dead, because I have done a lot of evil in my town.” His case also resulted in social rejection of the family. “The whole community no longer wants to see our face – it has become a shame and disgrace,” his mother lamented. “We are living the life of isolation there. Nobody comes to our house any more. We are just there – no friends. You know what it is for all your friends to be running away from you. If we are in any gathering, nobody will sit where we are sitting – because of the hatred.”

His parents had literally tried everything to deliver their son, going to extreme length in corporal punishment. “When he was very small, I would put a heavy stone mortar on his head and leave him kneeling down for hours,” recalled Prince. “I have beaten him, disgraced him, caned him – we tried those ones from that age up to this time, but nothing changed. The habit refused to succumb to all the torture and discipline.” After all human efforts failed, they started taking him to various ministries for prayer. “I still remember a large crusade my parents took me to for deliverance. They called me out and after praying for me, I went back to my seat, picked a purse and phone from the person in front of me and left the church,” Emmanuel stated, once again stressing that there was a force behind his actions that he couldn’t defy. Each time he sought to change, something would propel him to commit another crime. “Immediately I am caught in stealing, my mind would be judging me of what I did at that particular time. Then I really started praying to God, I made promises that if He could save me from this, I would serve Him the rest of my life. But after some time, after the case was finished, I would still find myself doing the same thing.”

A day did not pass without Emmanuel stealing one thing or the other. “If I wanted to share all my experiences, it would be too long. If I saw clothes hanging on a wire, I would just take them and replace my own. One day I was caught in a party wearing someone’s jeans, even though I used a blade to make some marks so that the person wouldn’t recognise it. It was a terrible fight that day.” Maria added: “If he went to where they washed clothes and hung them, if he saw any shirt or jeans he liked, he would steal it. Even if he had that type of clothes in the house, he would still take that one he saw. He would even take his own sandals off and wear another person’s own. His own might be the best, but he would not consider that one.” Emmanuel was also in the business of stealing and then illegally selling phones. “Stealing of phones was almost every day. If I found myself with nothing in my pocket, the next thing to do was to steal a phone. In fact, I stole something every day, whether small or big. Even if it’s N100 that fell from your pocket now, I would draw it up. I can’t resist it. I must always take it. What went through my mind straight was, ‘Let me take that thing’. There are always negative thoughts and positive thoughts in my mind – but the negative thoughts always overcome because of the spirit in me. I tried to stop, but I couldn’t.”

Reinforcing the fact that there was a spiritual dimension to his problem, Emmanuel seemed to have a sixth sense that told him where money was once he entered a location to steal. “It was still that same spirit that directed me. There was no place I went where I couldn’t realise there was money. If I got inside a room, it’s just for me to take a look around and the first place I would look – if it was a drawer, wardrobe or a bag that I opened – it must be money that I would find. Something would just tell me to go there. Even in my house, there was no place my mum would hide money and I would not know, even if it was in an obscure place under a rug or carpet.” His parents confirmed this uncanny discernment. “If I came from outside now with money and I put my trousers somewhere, he would go to the wardrobe and remove all the money,” his father said. “In my house, I hid money in many secret places but when I came for it, I would not see it,” Maria added. “Anywhere you thought he would not suspect, he would go there and take it. There was a day N100, 000 was missing, then N80, 000. Because of him, we stopped keeping money at home.”

Emmanuel nearly lost his life on numerous occasions, recalling a specific incident where his eyes were burned by hoodlums and he was almost blinded. “When it was 4.00, I didn’t know what woke me up, as if I had an important place to go. I took some canned stouts from the fridge and left the house. As I was walking down the street, a car came down the road and pulled up close to me – there were four boys inside. I didn’t know the people inside, so I began to run away. They began to chase me. As my pockets were loaded with drink, I wasn’t able to run very fast. They caught up with me. The people in the vicinity knew the boys were holding guns, so they were afraid to come close. They dragged me inside the boot of the car and drove off. They drove me to an uncompleted building faraway from my town. When we got there, they told me that they had heard a lot of the atrocities I had been doing, that they wanted me to join their gang. They stripped me naked and threw me inside an uncompleted tank. There was water but it was not full. I pleaded with them, but they beat me up and started using their cigarette to burn all my body, including my eyes. I nearly lost my sight that day.”

However, nothing stopped the teenager from stealing and soon nemesis caught up with him again, as Emmanuel and his friend burgled the house of a wealthy professor and were sighted by a woman in the process. “The woman mentioned the name of my family and took the police to my house. When I learned they arrested my parents, we both came and surrendered ourselves. Because we had enough record there, they sent us straight to prison.” Emmanuel’s experiences in jail would remain forever ingrained in his conscience. “Immediately after we went inside, they took our measurements and a tailor would sow you a uniform very fast. They would give it to you to wear, write a number at the back and your name. It’s as if the people in our cell had heard of what we’d done. They treated us roughly. They beat us, punished us and collected our clothes. We remained inside naked – no clothes, and they tortured us. I never expected to be an ex-convict.”

The day after his release from jail on bail, Emmanuel came down to The Synagogue, Church Of All Nations with his mother. “My mum asked me to fast, that this is our last bus stop. Within me I was praying that God would use the man of God to set me free.” As the service progressed, Prophet T.B. Joshua released a word of prophecy that pinpointed Emmanuel’s exact situation. “There is a boy here afflicted with the spirit of stealing. In your last operation, you went through the roof to steal and you were caught. You are just out of prison, and the marks of the handcuffs are still on your hands. You have fasted and prayed to stop this – but no way. You need deliverance. Come out.” Emmanuel’s father was watching the service live on Emmanuel TV when the prophecy was revealed. “When the man of God prophesied there is a boy there, my heart said, ‘This must be my son.’ He did not stop there. He said that the boy jumped into a compound through the ceiling to steal. When he said there are the marks of handcuffs in his hands and he had just been released from prison, I took out my phone to call them and say ‘That is your prophecy!’ I then saw Emmanuel coming out from the crowd and I said yes! I was having relief for the first time in 14 years; I was finally looking at the end of the problem.”

“When he called me, I was shocked,” Emmanuel reminisced. “Something that nobody knows except my mum – I was really surprised to hear it from the man of God. It was when he mentioned the marks on my hands that I was totally shocked.” After coming out, Emmanuel was prayed for in the power of the Holy Spirit by Prophet TB Joshua, falling uncontrollably to the floor as the spirit that had tormented his life for the past 14 years fled. “Something went out of my body that made me light. There was no longer this heaviness in me again – I became light. It was when I forced myself up, I found out there was a wonderful change in me.”

Since his deliverance, time and circumstances have proved its genuineness. “There are many changes in me. If there weren’t changes in me, those phones near me would be missing by now. I know what I was capable of doing. If I wasn’t delivered, there were supposed to be many cases reported of stealing. The other day I saw somebody’s money fall down, so I called the person and showed him. There is nothing like stealing any more. And before, I couldn’t eat unless I smoked Indian Hemp. But since the deliverance, I have been eating – that was what motivated me to know that I am free indeed.”

Now delivered, Emmanuel’s advice after 14 years of torment and torture is revelatory, especially for those in positions of authority who have to deal with common criminals: “For those in authority today, the thieves and criminals that we kill – you can kill their body but the spirit will leave and go into someone else, and the problems will only continue. So instead of killing them, it’s better for you to take them to a living church for deliverance. Because today people don’t want to see or hear about anybody that is a thief – that is what is happening outside now. As Christians, you should have that compassionate feeling for them, that you can save them from that situation. Try – take them to a nearby church for deliverance. There’s nothing any human being can do to stop them if there is a spirit behind it – it’s only the grace of God. Only prayer can save them, not killing them.” He added that the greatest battle is the one within, and Christians must learn from his experience not to give in to the negative thoughts that will always come to tempt us. “Though there are always negative thoughts in our minds as human beings, you should allow the positive thoughts to supersede the negative thoughts by dedicating your heart and life to God. I want to marry my Bible now. It’s no longer mere signs of repentance; I know there is genuine repentance within me now. I thank God.”



November 20, 2013
Prophet T.B. Joshua addressing the congregation

Prophet T.B. Joshua preaching to the congregation

What a Rewarder the Lord is for those who faithfully worship Him in Spirit and in truth! As is always the case, last weekend The SCOAN Live Sunday Service demonstrated the greatness of God through the power of the Holy Spirit, in the mighty name of Jesus Christ. People came from all over the world to witness the might of God in action and went back with no doubt that God is the same yesterday, today and forever as God’s awesome power which was called onto the scene with faith, resulting in healings, deliverances and prophesies ministered both in the auditorium and at the Prayer Line through Prophet T.B. Joshua and the Wise Men.

The man of God, Prophet T.B. Joshua, prepared the hearts of the congregants for the movement of God’s power by teaching with authority on the subject of ‘FAITH’, saying faith must first be in the heart before there can be an acceptable confession. Drawing people’s attention to the book of Hebrews 11: 6 as the proof text, he said unless one has faith in the heart, calling upon the name Jesus is in vain. Said the prophet, “The word of faith is in two places: in our heart to believe and in our mouth to confess. This means that confession is part of salvation just as believing is part of salvation. Faith must therefore first be in the heart before there can be an acceptable confession.” He said this was the reason why some will call upon the name of the Lord and nothing would happen and yet others call the same name and wonders and miracles, such as healing and deliverance occur.

Wise Man Daniel also mounted the altar and preached on the topic, THE NEED FOR CHRIST’S ENABLEMENT. His proof text was from the book of Luke 9:1-2 which talks about Jesus’ sending of the 12 disciples with power and authority to drive out all demons and to cure diseases, and to proclaim the kingdom of God and heal the sick.

Wiseman Daniel addressing the congregants.

Wiseman Daniel addressing the congregants.

He said just as Christ Jesus empowered His disciples to change situations – to heal, to deliver, to bless and to save the world, He still empowers His true disciples today and that such empowerment is for whosoever wills or desires because to Christ Jesus, what is important is the ability to register one’s genuine willingness to receive of Him.

Again, the service was highlighted by the amazing and heart-touching testimonies that are synonymous with God’s living churches. Many people came forward to testify at The SCOAN to the glory of God. Below, are a few of the testimonies.

What cunning and poisonous serpent, yet utter loser, the devil is! He plants a field of land mines and covers them with roses for unsuspecting souls to step on. Such was the case with Mrs Sandra Shaw from Ghana who, over a decade ago, stepped into a booby trap of drinking alcohol and smoking, a lifestyle that ruined her life and destroyed her family.

Last Sunday, Prophet T.B. Joshua prophesied to her that she was addicted to alcohol and had in the course, been abused. Confirming the prophecy, she said apart from being abused by people after drinking herself to stupor, she would drive under

Mrs Shaw sharing her testimony

Mrs Shaw sharing her testimony

the influence, often waking up to find herself curiously parked on the side of the road with all of her valuables missing from her bag and car. In six years, she had eight terrible accidents. She drank and smoked every single day, felt sadness and hatred towards her husband and children on a regular basis At one point her husband, a foreigner to Nigeria, threatened with divorce because while drunk, she would call her husband’s employers and threaten to kill them, resulting

Mrs Shaw joined by her family testify to the power of God in her life

Mrs Shaw joined by her family testify to the power of God in her life

in her husband losing his job.

Since her deliverance, one week ago, she has found the thought, appearance and smell of alcohol and cigarettes to be disgusting to her. That urge has been replaced with love for her family and peace in her heart. Mr Shaw described the 12 years of her addiction as hell, saying she had destroyed all the property in the house and was not a good mother. “But everything has changed since she was prayed for. We are a happy family. She no longer snaps at the children and they feel happy around her now,” said Mr Shaw, to the glory of God and shame of the devil.

Heal me, oh Lord and I will be healed indeed! So, it has been for Ms Senait Mesfin, an Ethiopian living in Sweden. For 40 years she had been suffering from multiple fibroids. In 2010 she went for an operation but because of excessive bleeding, they had to stop the operation. One day, in search of divine solution, she went on YouTube to look for Christian channels that would speak to her heart and soul. She came across Emmanuel TV where she discovered Prophet T.B. Joshua. She was soon hooked to his teachings and became amazed at the miracles God was manifesting through His anointed servant. She started to pray with him by touching the screen of her laptop. She later asked for and received the Anointing Water and Anointing Sticker from a friend of hers. She continued praying along with Prophet T.B. Joshua on YouTube and ministering the Anointing Water as she waited for a previously scheduled operation which would have seen her womb removed. Upon arriving at the same hospital for an ultra sound, behold, the doctors’ state-of-the-art machines could not detect any fibroid. Said the now-free and jovial woman, “When the doctors asked me where the fibroids had gone, I told them that Jesus had operated on me!”

Ms Mesfin testifying to the healing power of Jesus Christ in the Anointing Water

Ms Mesfin testifying to the healing power of Jesus Christ in the Anointing Water

She later went for a second opinion at another university hospital and truly, when Jesus heals, He heals effectually; He heals completely. The doctors confirmed the miracles that Jesus had done in her life and told her that as she had no fibroids, she had no need for an operation. To God be the glory!

Little seven years-old Wisdom Odion has all the reason to smile and thank God for his life. From birth, he was always sick. After a medical examination, he was diagnosed to have Sickle Cell Anaemia. He began taking medication but the sickness remained. He cried most of the time and was taken from one hospital to another, looking for a solution and a relief. He could not play with his friends and his education suffered.

Little Wisdom and father

Little Wisdom and father glorifying God

Often, he was unable to sit for examinations because the pain would be too much for him to bear. His father was then referred to The SCOAN where he came to receive the Anointing Water. He prayed that God would flush out the Sickle Cell Anaemia through the blood of Jesus Christ and he ministered the Anointing Water to his son. Throughout the next few days, he monitored the condition with his son. He saw that he developed more strength, was able to play with the neighbourhood children and stopped complaining of pain. After some time, they went back to the hospital for a check up. To his great relief and joy, his son was diagnosed to be completely free from Sickle Cell Anaemia. The little boy testified that he is now perfectly healed, is attending school without any problems and can even play football – after receiving prayer with the Anointing Water!

Wisdom's medical report showing he is completely healed

Wisdom’s medical report showing he is completely healed












Mr Sunday Clement, a bricklayer from Benin Republic, came to settle in Nigeria in 1985. He had hoped for a new lease of life, to make money and take care of his family. That was not how it turned out. Upon arrival, earning money to feed his family or to pay school fees became impossible. He didn’t even have the money for his son to finish his university education and the young man later dropped out. Last year,

Sunday Clement glorifies the name of Jesus Christ

Sunday Clement glorifies the name of Jesus Christ for his breakthrough

someone invited him to The SCOAN and as he came, he had the opportunity to receive the Anointing Water. He ministered the medium in Jesus’ name and, suddenly, everything changed. People from different regions started calling him for work and a once idle man became a highly sought after bricklayer. Now he has money enough to care for his family and to live his life comfortably.  “Look at me; am I dressed like any other bricklayer? I also have a car, an automatic Nissan Altima,” he said to the glory of God, car keys dangling in his right hand!

“Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you…” How true the Scripture has proven itself in the life of South African, Ms Maza Soprano! Unwilling to watch her business continue to plunge to the bottomless pit of bankruptcy, she knocked on the right door and the blessing of Heaven was opened to her.

A once successful businesswoman, she testified that at a time, her businesses collapsed and she lost everything she had worked for. She became terribly poor and was not able to provide for herself any longer. She came to believe suicide was her only option until she encountered Emmanuel TV. After imploring people to finance her trip to

Ms Soprano and friend displaying the pictures of her store

Ms Soprano and friend displaying the pictures of her store

The SCOAN so that she could receive the Anointing Water, kind friends assisted her and she returned with the Anointing Water and newfound faith in Christ’s mercy. After ministering the Anointing Water in prayer, she slept and had a dream in which Prophet T.B. Joshua visited her and put money into her wallet. “They were all (US) dollars and I cried with joy and woke up laughing,” she said.

Immediately after that dream, her business took a swift turn and she now owns one of the biggest shops in South Africa, stocked full of goods. She was also able to purchase two brand new expensive cars, one of which she gave as gift to her sister. She is currently working on opening a second department store in another city, Durban.


Mr and Mrs Ude proudly acknowledging the power of God in their lives

Mr and Mrs Ude proudly acknowledging the healing power of God in their lives

 Mr and Mrs Ude from Imo State came to The SCOAN to share their wonderful testimony of what God Almighty has done in their lives and in their marriage through the medium of the Anointing Water. They had been married for a long time but could not have a child. Mrs Ude later became pregnant but had a still birth. After the experience, she started complaining of persistent stomach pain. When they went to the hospital, the doctors ran tests and the results showed that she was having fibroids. The fibroid had caused complications during her first pregnancy, which resulted to the death of their baby. The doctors told them that she would not be able to conceive again until the fibroid was removed and that the only solution was to undergo an operation. They did not want to go for the operation because of the terrible things that could result from it. They came to The SCOAN and received the Anointing Water. They ministered the Anointing Water, in Jesus’ name and today, she is pregnant! Mrs Ude is no longer suffering from fibroids and the happy couple awaits the birth of their baby!

Pastor Nicky Agyepong from Ghana could not hide his joy when he testified how God had made it possible for his wife to deliver normally a 4.3 kilogramme baby, contrary to doctors’ prognosis. The pastor is a believer in the Anointing Water as a medium through which God delivers His people. He therefore had the Anointing Water in his home when his wife’s labour started.

Pastor Nicky testifies of God's delivering power

Pastor Nicky testifies of God’s delivering power

They went to the hospital and were told that the baby was too big to be delivered naturally. Mrs Agyepong stayed in labour for three hours but could not deliver. The doctors wanted to perform an operation but at that point, Pastor Agyepong remembered the Anointing Water. He sprayed it onto a face towel and dabbed it on his wife’s face with a prayer in the name of Jesus. It only took 15 minutes after that prayer for the baby to come out naturally, weighing 4.3 kilograms! Rejoicing in the Lord, he showed the photo of his beautiful baby, to the glory of God!


Mr Eddie with the breathing machine he was depended upon

Mr Eddie with the breathing machine he was depended upon

 Mr Eddie Jakpor, a Nigerian living in Sweden, was suffering from sleep apnea, a type of sleep disorder characterized by pauses in breathing in which he would stop breathing up to four times each night. His condition was so critical that doctors told him he would die if he did not use a machine every night to ensure his breathing. Every morning, he would wake feeling exhausted and it became difficult for him to go to work. He had to take the machine with him anywhere he went so his travelling was hindered. The father of two could not look after his children well. His cousin introduced him to Emmanuel TV and The SCOAN videos on YouTube. At first, he did not believe that the healing and miracles he saw were genuine but became convinced after watching one testimony after another. His faith was lifted to another level and he came to The SCOAN last Thursday morning to attend the prayer line. Immediately Prophet T.B. Joshua prayed for him, his sickness left him. He felt freedom in his system and that night, the first of many, he slept peacefully without the breathing machine! He testified that he is now breathing freely and glorified God by telling the world that Jesus is the great Physician and that He is the One who healed him. “I was paying 10 euros per month for the breathing machine. I got my healing for free. Seek your solution from Jesus; He is alive!” He said.

Mrs Perpetua Agwu came to The SCOAN for deliverance on the advice of her family. For several agonising years she had suffered from the

Perpetua acknowledges the power of God

Perpetua acknowledges the power of God

stigma of bedwetting. This affliction would come each time she dreamt of a someone coming to sleep with her in her dreams. During last Sunday’s service, Prophet T.B. Joshua prophesied that there was a woman there who was bedwetting. Ashamed, she refused to answer the prophet’s call until her husband, who was watching Emmanuel TV at home, called her phone and told her the prophecy was for her and that she should go out to confirm the prophecy or not come back home. She quickly jumped up and went to meet the prophet. Prophet T.B. Joshua prayed for her and God manifested His power through just a sound, ‘kye’ uttered from the prophet’s lips. She fell down and was delivered instantly. Since that time, she said the nightmares ended and she no longer bedwets! She has been free for over one week, sleeping freely in the glory of God!

Commenting on the problem of bedwetting Mrs Agwu faced, Prophet T.B. Joshua stated, that you are sick does not make you an unbeliever, that you are facing challenges does not make you an unbeliever. He stated that many Christians, believers and even pastors, when facing challenges, sickness, depression, feel that God does not hear them – however, that you are having a challenge does not make you are an unbeliever. A man may be sick and yet be a friend of God. A man may face depression yet be a candidate of Heaven.

The wise men then came to the auditorium and closed out the service by ministering deliverance to the thousands who were in attendance, through the amazing power of the Holy Spirit. They were delivered; Jesus is the Deliverer! To God be the glory!


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