"Tara come forth"
i had malaria and these were like the words that preserved me amidst the prayers of familya nd friends.
so i battled for my life against malaria fever and all the demons of hell who thought they had the right to take me. At first, i thought it was a joke and then i prayed sparingly. Guess what i had this sneaky feeling that someone was trying to take my right to life from me.
who can declare a thing when the Lord has not commanded it?
not that i remembered this scripture at the time. somehow i feel refreshed after this ailment had been sent back to the enemy, i do not want any gifts from him.
"My times are in God's hand".
My words are important and no one, i repeat no one is going drive me from this earth until i am satisfied.
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