#176 | The Amalgamation: The Books of Nigeria

While we were singing, “We Bless You Nigeria”, I saw a golden gate open — it had the flag of Nigeria on the lock. I had the impression that we had been given access to the things concerning Nigeria in the spirit.

For some time, I could not go through the opened gate; I could not even see anything beyond it. But as we continued worshiping, I was finally granted access.

I saw an aisle that led to a stage, all golden. At the junction between the aisle and the stage was a table. I heard a voice say:

“Let us revisit the files of Nigeria.”

I saw four books on the table at first; they were labelled ‘Past,’ ‘Present,’ ‘Future,’ and ‘Amalgamation.’

The Amalgamation book was black, while the others were white. I said to myself, “I thought the New Nigeria Prayer Group had already prayed about this thing.” However, I had an impression that they were not done.

I saw small black ropes linking all the books together. One could tell that some ropes had already been cut, most likely through prayer and intercession. The black ropes represented the consequences of bad actions and decisions. They showed how decisions made in the past were affecting the present and were capable of affecting the future of Nigeria.

Then, I saw the nations represented as women sitting in front of the stage, on the left and right sides of the aisle. They sat in a row and each of them carried a child.

I saw Lady Nigeria walk down the aisle to the table. As she walked, the nations mocked her and asked:

“Where is your own baby?”

They laughed at her for her delay in childbearing and bragged about their babies. Lady Nigeria paid no attention to them. She walked straight to the table and began to look through the books.

I looked to my right to see the baby a nation was carrying. The baby was an ugly, dark, purple-coloured creature with a horn. It was horrible to look at. Its mouth constituted ⅘ of its face; I doubt I even saw eyes or a nose. A dark purple liquid kept coming out of its face.

As it opened its mouth wide — I think it was crying — I saw that its mouth was hollow inside. I heard:

“Its mouth leads to Shoel.”

I got that the nations that had monster babies were those who had accepted Mystery Babylon.

I looked to my left to see one of the proud mothers. Her face was gradually transforming into a skull. The more I looked at her, the more I realized she was dead, although she had an appearance of life and seemed to laugh a lot. She too was one of the slaves of Mystery Babylon.

14th September 2023
Sister H. E. U.
© GAMWATCH