While praying generally for us and committing this season into God’s hands, I saw a chain of people standing on a wall—standing on their watch. At first, I thought this represented the watchmen or intercessors. However, because the link was long, I sensed it could represent the whole house. From the enemy’s side, I saw arrows being shot randomly at those standing watch. The people seemed to be taking turns,

While we worshipped, I heard: “It’s the season of praise!” Immediately, I remembered previous prophetic words that had gone out regarding praise. Then I began to see a vision of different states of hearts. I noticed that our praises began to look like incense—appearing as a form of blue smoke. But instead of rising into the atmosphere as usual, I saw the incense entering into our hearts. It began to

While we prayed, I saw us standing with scepters in a line before the throne. I had the impression that the people in this line were about to be commissioned for service. It seemed that as we came before the Lord, He would lay His hands on us. I had the impression that we had gone through different rudiments, and the last thing remaining was for our tongues to be

While we were praying, I saw a long table. Everyone in the hall was standing on one side of it, and I had the impression that we were 103 in number. Then a long, wide scroll was unrolled. It was almost the same size as the table, but not quite, and it covered the length of the table. I saw that it had writings on it, but the writings were

I saw a big, huge tree with eyes, ears, a mouth, and a nose. I had the impression that the tree was sad. When I walked past the tree, it started crying, saying: “No one loves me.” I paused and looked at the tree—one part of it was dead, and I wondered how and why. Then I saw Pastor, dressed like a farmer but in a civilized way. He said:

I saw myself and Nigeria in a space, all white, quiet and calm—a science lab/experiment kind of place. We could still hear the ongoing battle in the background, but it was faint. I had just entered this space, and saw Nigeria at a corner of it. She had her back to me, and would only turn her head occasionally to take glances at me. She wore a dress that was

I saw myself and Nigeria in a space, all white, quiet and calm—a science lab/experiment kind of place. We could still hear the ongoing battle in the background, but it was faint. I had just entered this space, and saw Nigeria at a corner of it. She had her back to me, and would only turn her head occasionally to take glances at me. She wore a dress that was

I was taken to somewhere else that looked like a throne room, but it wasn’t. It looked like the back yard of a house, just a counterfeit version of a throne room. There was a being seated on a huge chair—supposedly a throne, with a staff in his hand. I had the impression this being was Fear, and it happened that I was praying against fear at the time. The

The song, ‘We Bless You Nigeria’ had been on my lips all morning and wouldn’t leave, no matter how much I tried singing another song. So I just kept on singing and soon felt an urge to pray for Nigeria. I saw a conference table with men surrounding it. There were six men on each side of the table—a total of 12, and another man seated at the head of

While we sang “Hallelujah,” I saw a young man standing at a gateway. It was a place in the sky filled with clouds, and I had an impression it was Heaven’s Gate. He was given a scroll, which looked just like the Jade scroll meant for the Dragon Warrior in the animation Kung Fu Panda. “Run! Run with it, and deliver the message.” When he started running, the scene changed

Then I heard: “The message is both for you and for them. On your journey, you must learn how to use the scroll, the weapon—that is, God’s word, God’s message. The message is first for you, then for others.Then you too can say, ‘That which we have touched, we have seen, we have handled.’” I remembered John the Apostle’s letter to the church, where he said: “The message we bring

While we sang “Hallelujah,” I saw a young man standing at a gateway. It was a place in the sky filled with clouds, and I had an impression it was Heaven’s Gate. He was given a scroll, which looked just like the Jade scroll meant for the Dragon Warrior in the animation Kung Fu Panda. He was told: “Run! Run with it, and deliver the message.” When he started running,