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My take on ABEJOYE Season 3


The first time I saw Abejoye.. My defender, because a lot of people said they cried, in my heart I thought If I happen to cry too, let it be a portal that will take me to have a deep, supernatural encounter with God.
After watching, a new fire rekindled in me. I prayed and prayed and prayed and got more angry in my spirit that you cannot carry the power of God and your life will be stagnant and redundant and that the power at work in you must not lie dormant.

It carries great potency that can positively alter the course of the spiritual realm and shake dimensions as seen in the life of that little girl Diwura.God heard her cry to strengthen her faith.


As a believer, you have the lion of the tribe of Judah in you to do greater works and that is the more reason to watch out for the spirit of anger and pride and kill it before it derail ones purpose.
Above all else, there is a great need to be watchful and vigilant because the enemy is desperately looking for an inroad in ones life through these little character flaws that many of us ignore.
It is also not too late to carry out that assignment crying out loud because the longer you delay, it doesn't stop God raising a new army as seen in God already preparing Chief Oluoje for Baba ABEJOYE's ministry too.
This is indeed the season of the supernatural, powerfully positioned by the Holy spirit for a great an unstoppable move to heal, restore, resuscitate, deliver and above all rescue... He is Indeed My Defender!!!

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