God will deliver you
Heb. 13:5-6 says, “Let your conversation be without covetousness; and be
content with such things as ye have: for he hath said, I will never leave thee, nor
forsake thee. 6 So that we may boldly say, The Lord is my helper, and I will not fear what man shall do unto me.”
There is no sin that can easily stain the glory of Christianity than covetousness or inordinate desire. This vice emanates from the heart that does not trust the sufficiency of God or from a person who doesn’t believe that God is able to deliver. That is why Christians are implored to place much value on contentment, which is a gracious disposition of mind in which a Christian is satisfied with that portion of the good things of this life, which the wisdom of God assigns to him, without complaining or envying the much bestowed on others.
Beloved, no matter what your situation may be, we have assurance from God that He will never leave nor forsake us. The promise comes with assurance of His presence at any given time and condition. If that is the case, we must, therefore, hold on to this divine promise, regardless of what our condition appears to be.
God Almighty loves all He created and wishes that they would be in good health. He never wants anybody to suffer. Thus, He provided everything needed to ensure that we are not in pain or want. When He created man, He put him in the Garden of Eden, where everything he needed was made available. And when man derailed from the course of life, God, by benevolence, sent His only Son Jesus Christ to die for our iniquities in order to bring us back to what He expected us to be. (Jn 10: 10b says, “I am come that they might have life, and that they might have it more abundantly”). The emergence of our Lord Jesus Christ is to give us abundance of life devoid of any suffering.
From creation till date, God has not closed His eye from ensuring the joy of His Children. Anytime man is faced with challenges that seem insurmountable, God always comes to his rescue. In the days His people were subjected to oppression in the land of Egypt, they cried unto the Lord and He heard them and because He was mindful of their situation, He delivered them.
Exodus 3:7-8, “And the LORD said, I have surely seen the affliction of my people which are in Egypt, and have heard their cry by reason of their taskmasters; for I know their sorrows; 8 And I am come down to deliver them out of the hand of the Egyptians, and to bring them up out of that land unto a good land and a large, unto a land flowing with milk and honey; unto the place of the Canaanites, and the Hittites, and the Amorites, and the Perizzites, and the Hivites, and the Jebusites.”
At the above set time, the Children of God called upon God and He heard their cry, saw their oppression and delivered them. At that time, whether the Egyptians like it or not, God was determined to deliver His people.
As it was in the days God saw the affliction of His people and delivered them in Egypt, so shall it be with us now that the ominous cloud seems to have overshadowed the political and economic horizon of our country. We may have lost all hope for deliverance but today if we can humbly pray our apprehension shall be turned to joy. All these anxiety, misery and depression that have enveloped the citizens shall be a thing of the past.
Ex.1: 13-14 says, “And the Egyptians made the children of Israel to serve with rigour:14 And they made their lives bitter with hard bondage, in mortar, and in brick, and in all manner of service in the field: all their service, wherein they made them serve, was with rigour.
The above summarily narrated the affliction the children of Israel suffered in the hand of the Egyptians, for many years. During that period, the Israelites, irrespective of the age, were terribly oppressed but nevertheless, God didn’t fail in His promise. He was present with and delivered them. Today, as we pray, our deliverance will begin. Nigeria shall be delivered and freed. A new experience of peace and joy shall spring up, for God has determined to deliver us and nothing can stop Him.
Some people may be saying that the promise was made to the Israelites. But I want to let you know that the promise of His presence in all our situations and its accompanying delivery is for all good Christians. That is the reason Apostle Paul standing on God’s promise to Joshua says, “So that we may boldly say, The Lord is my helper, and I will not fear what man shall do unto me. Heb. 13: 6)”
Whatsoever promise that is made in particular to any one believer, if there be no special reason, which confines and ties it to that person; every believer is at liberty to apply it to himself. The promise, which God made particularly to Joshua for his support under that great difficulty in conquering the land of Canaan, the Apostle here applies it to the case and state of particular believers.
When God told the Israelites that He has seen their affliction and has come to deliver them, He is also talking to believers of today. Believers have the same grounds that they had, though our circumstances and theirs are not the same, but the same power of deliverance exists. Believers are permitted to apply in any of their suffering or situation all the promises of God’s gracious presence made to the prophets and apostles of old.
Testimony Of The Lord’s Doing
How The Mercy Of God Brought Me To Life
“Careless soul, go and sin no more.” This was the order of the angel I encountered in the world of the dead before I returned to life.
The incident that led to my coming back to life started on December 28th, when I boarded a luxury bus from Lagos to Aba, Abia State. We left Lagos very late because I attended church service, which I thought would close on time, so that I could get to the interstate bus terminal early in the afternoon. But when I discovered that the pastor was not ready to close on time, I angrily left the service and dashed to the motor park. But I was only able to secure a seat on the night bus. I was not used to night journey, but I was not ready to cancel the journey, so I resigned to fate.
So, we travelled throughout the night and as we got to a place in Imo State at about 3a.m, our bus developed a mechanical fault and everybody was asked to alight. The driver did all he could to put the vehicle back on the road to no avail. Then around 5a.m, he advised the passengers to find alternative means to get to their destinations. Not quite long after he told us to look for another bus, a Toyota hummer bus appeared and picked about five of us. I thought we were the luckiest among the stranded commuters to have gotten a bus. As we continued the journey, I observed that the driver was somehow reckless and was driving on high speed. Few minutes later, other passengers joined in advising him to reduce his speed, but all pleas fell on deaf ears. We didn’t know that devil had planned our death and the driver was an agent of death. While our driver was on top speed and trying to overtake a truck, suddenly, there was another coming bus and as he struggled to prevent a collision, the truck hit our bus, resulting in loss of control, which made our bus to go into a free fall, tumbling and somersaulting. It ended being crushed further by an on-coming lorry on the opposite lane. At that juncture, I didn’t know where I was again. Like in a dream, I saw people crying on the road, but didn’t know that those crying were fellow passengers. As we continued wailing at that spot, people gathered, but they could not see us. At that time, I didn’t realise we had died, but was pondering why the crowd that gathered at the scene could not hear our cry, just like those crisscrossing through us showed no sign of feeling our presence.
As we were crying, suddenly a book appeared and a little breeze blew and all of us stood up and queued according to how we sat on the seat. Thereafter, the first person on the line walked to the Book, looked at it and walked out through the left side. The next on the line followed suit and walked out the same way. This continued until it got to my turn. But while I was still on that line, suddenly the General Pastor appeared and called me careless soul and asked what I did on December 26, 2018. I remembered vividly and told him that the day he was referring to was on a crusade titled: “ONLY GOD CAN DO THIS” and that I left the church angrily before the end of service. He asked why I left the church, while the testimony was ongoing, and also pointed at the head of one of the ladies on the line, who had long weave-on. Then, as he was shedding tears, he called me a careless soul. Thereafter, he left me on the line and went straight to where the book was and seemed to be conversing with someone. After that, he came back and called me out of the line and said careless soul, you did not want to obey my servant (General Pastor) upon all he is preaching. As he was saying that, he showed me the time l left the church and also when some other women left. Later, he touched my head where I had injury and prayed for me and said I should go and sin no more. Afterward, I left and walked toward the same way that others followed, but he quickly called me back and ordered that I followed the opposite direction. As I followed that way, I quickly came back to life and noticed that we were inside an ambulance at the mortuary gate.
While we were on the line in the dead world, a lady was crying and shouting “my head, my head” but I did not understand why she was shouting. But as I returned to life inside that ambulance, I saw on my body the decapitated head of that girl’s head with the weave-on. And remembered that the weave-on that girl’s head was exactly the type of weave-on I bought for my sister on December 24, 2018. No wonder the General Pastor was pointing at that girl’s head, when we were on the line.
I was still in the ambulance pondering what happened, when the driver conveying us to the mortuary came and opened the door of the ambulance and saw me alive. Quickly, he ran away in fear because he did not believe that anyone was alive, as I was thrown into the ambulance a dead man. Some people had their heads, hands, legs and arms cut off. So, the driver ran and called the mortuary attendants, who came, opened the door of the vehicle and brought me out. They later took me to the hospital, where the doctor examined me and said, there was no injury on my head. Recall that the General Pastor laid hand on my head and prayed for me in that spirit world. So, when the story of what happened was told to the doctor, he referred me to another hospital at Okigwe Road in Aba, and said I should go there for more tests. I went there and the doctor checked, but did not see anything. He was marvelled and asked which church I attend and I said The Lord’s Chosen. He said no wonder.
Brethren, you will not believe it, our bus was compressed beyond recognition, and people were saying all the passengers on board the vehicle died. They did not know that I survived. Out of 20 passengers, I was the only one that survived. God of Chosen is so wonderful. I thank Him for bringing me back to life.
My prayer is that God should help me to live the rest of my life for Him and Him alone, so that I will not be called careless soul again. Brother Chibuike Nzeadibe.
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