#252 | Fear or Faith: Nigeria, Whose Side Are You On? [Pt. 2]

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 being asked what a little voice like mine could do against the crowd of Nigerians he already had to himself. I looked down to the foot of the throne and saw crowds of Nigerians surrounding the throne. They were all dark, like shadows, and I could feel/hear silent whispers of fear. And it was just me, where I stood. Then I said:

“the Lord rebuke you.”

His throne shook, shaking him as well as though he was being threatened. Then he looked at me angrily, with a stare that said, “you dare to threaten me?”

He was about to point his staff at me, when suddenly I saw four huge angels surround me. I don’t know where they came from or when they arrived. They just showed up, and the being stopped in his tracks.

I heard a voice tell me that I couldn’t do it alone. The voice was calm and subtle, very encouraging, and speaking from a place of concern for me. It sounded very much like the Holy Spirit, but I also wondered why He would be saying the same things as this being.

I believed and was agreeing with what the voice said. I mean, if it’s the Holy Spirit, He’s got to be right. But just as I was still in that phase of uncertainty, I heard the Scripture:

“the Lord will save whether by many or by few” [1 Samuel 14:6].

Then I said again:

“the Lord rebuke you”

(my intention was to keep saying this over and over till the being falls from the throne). I began praying in the spirit more vehemently.

There was a clash between the angel and the being. I was still present with them, but was of small stature, holding a sword in my hand. I kept quoting Scriptures against fear. With each Scripture I spoke, I would see a slash from sword strike the being, but I wasn’t the one who did it. I don’t know how it happened, I wasn’t controlling the sword; I’ll just say a Scripture and there’ll be a strike.

In the midst of this fight, I had found my way to the crowd, and started beheading them with my sword. It was a picture of getting their mindset changed. Two people came to join me, although I don’t know where they came from, but I suspect they were among those from whose mouths came the white smoke.

As I kept swinging the sword, I started saying:

“whose side are you on?”

At this point, I felt I was talking to Nigeria herself.

Then the scene changed.

3rd July 2025
Sis. EEM
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