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Apostle Johnson Suleiman's 2015 Prophecies!

Acclaimed man of God, Apostle Johnson Suleiman has released what he believed would happen in this New Year. One of his prophecies was that 2015 election would be a replica of June 12. He said Jonathan should be prayerful as there are plans to kill him. Suleiman who head the Auchi-based Omega Fire Ministries also said the queen of England and Shehu Shagari may die.


1.There shall be harvest of testimonies for women looking for fruit of the womb.
2. President Obama needs serious prayers for his health.
3. I see a woman becoming the president of America, but her health needs attention.
4. Britain needs prayers because of her Queen.
5. I entered the house of former president Shehu Shagari in the spirit and I saw RIP; he needs prayers. 
6. There shall be agricultural boom this year.
7. I saw Catholic Reverend Fathers getting married. I saw a group rising, called “Old Catholic Church”, they were on fire for God and caused a revolution.
8. Boko Haram is sponsored by two people; one is a traditional ruler and the other is a retired General.
9. Nollywood should stop Unclothedness and immoral content been shown because God is not happy.
10. Bola Tinubu, Bode George and king of Onitsha need prayers.
11. A great Pentecostal man of God been called to glory. I wept.
12. I see president Goodluck Jonathan coming back but troubles.
13. I saw people crying in the Oba of Benin’s house.
14. Libyan election to be cancelled.
15. El Rufai should go and sit down. For abusing Jesus, he will not win Kaduna election.
16. Brigade Commander Aso rock should be changed.
17. Buhari’s health needs attention.
18. Aminu Tambuwal, I saw him leading Sokoto State.
19. Dangote will not have it smooth this year; he will drop from Africa’s richest.
20. Patience Jonathan needs serious prayers.
21. Egypt will have elections.
22. 2015 presidential election will be rigged, marred in violence and end up in court case.
23. Thank you Jesus! Finally a Christian is now the governor of Lagos state.
24. A popular Abuja pastor needs serious prayers. I saw mourning.
25. I saw the Naira falling greatly. It became N200 (two hundred naira) to 1$ (a dollar).
26. I saw Cameroonian soldiers killing Boko Haram soldiers.
27. Prophets who deceive people, collects their properties, charge money, will face great judgment this year.
28. Rochas Okorocha; I saw him moving to PDP.
29. Contrary to most prophecies, Nigeria will not break up.
30. Nigerian Government will start fighting the Gospel and men of God.
31. Military leaders will be changed.
32. There will be plan to kill Goodluck Jonathan but it will be exposed.
33. I saw governor Amosun return.
34. APC Rivers State needs to do grass root campaign because I saw the election been rigged for PDP. Prayers are needed because of so much bloodshed.
35. Three popular musicians will die; one of them is a young boy.
36. Former President Obasanjo should go and make peace with God, Nigeria is not his problem.
37. The retired Army General one of the sponsors of Bokoharam, God warned him recently with his health. The next, God will take his life.
38. I saw a man win Governorship but not allowed to govern.
39. I saw attention in Delta state moved to Agbor.
40. President Gooluck Jonathan should arrest corrupt leaders. His calmness is what is empowering them to steal.
41. I saw people who resigned as ministers to contest election return back as Federal ministers.
42. I see so much food in Nigeria in 2015.
43. I saw major death in China (I saw group of kids killed).
44. A great man of God whose first name begins with 3rd letter and Surname with 15th letter needs serious prayers. I saw serious crisis and crying. Please let’s pray for him.
45. Let’s pray against military intervention and interim government.
46. President election inconclusive, yet Jonathan declared winner. APC Pray!
47. I don’t see Buhari with credentials to vie for president.
48. Ghana economy to have terrible and serious crisis.
49. With the level of bloodshed I saw, it was better Goodluck goes now to his village quietly.
50. 2015 election is another June 12. The man who truly won will not govern or rule.
51. Arik Airline to pray against disaster.
52. I saw people crying in Alex Ekwueme’s house. Why are they crying?
53. I saw upsurge around bar beach taking people’s lives, water overrunning and bringing down buildings.
54. Pray against three major Air disasters between February and October.
55. I saw a king in Zulu (South Africa) taking a bow.
56. Emmanuel Iwuanyanwu needs serious prayer against mourning and death.
57. I saw Niger Delta militants become so powerful and influential in government.
58. God is not happy with Nigerian government for handling power problem.
59. Lawyers will make so much money in 2015.
60. Chief E.K, Clark should pray, not a good year for him.
61. Great men of god to rise in Namibia, Ghana, Nigeria and Europe.

Culled from: 
http://dailypost.ng/2015/01/05/ostle-sulemans-2015-prophecies-general-election-another-june-12-buharis-health-needs-attention/

Internationally Renowned Preacher And Transformational Leader, Dr. Myles Munroe Killed In Bahamas Plane Crash

Prolific best selling author and internationally renowned preacher and business coach, Dr. Myles Munroe of Bahamas Faith Ministries International and his wife Mrs. Ruth Ann Munroe, died in a plane crash earlier today in the Bahamas. According to The Associated Press, the plane, a Lear LEA +0.97% 36 executive jet, reportedly struck a crane at the Grand Bahama Ship Yard, exploding on impact and crashing into the ground near a junkyard area.
The Bahamas Ministry of Transport and Aviation reported that the Lear 36 executive jet departed the Lynden Pindling International Airport (LPIA) in Nassau, Bahamas at 4:07PM for the Grand Bahama International Airport, a privately owned international airport in Freeport, Bahamas with nine people on board.

Dr. Myles Munroe and Mrs. Ruth Ann Munroe

The plane crashed while making an approach for landing at Grand Bahama International Airport at 5.10pm, the Ministry of Transport and Aviation said. The crash killed all nine people on board the private jet. The identities of the other people on board have not yet been confirmed. The cause of the crash was not immediately determined, though there had been heavy rain across the region. A full investigation is expected to begin on Monday.

The crash occurred as people were gathering in Grand Bahama for Dr. Munroe’s 2014 Global Leadership Forum which starts tomorrow, November, 10. Former mayor of Atlanta and former U.S Ambassador to the United Nations, Andrew Young scheduled to speak at the popular leadership forum, released the following statement through his foundation: “Ambassador Young expresses his deep sadness over the tragic death of his friends Dr. Myles and Mrs. Ruth Munroe. He offers condolences to the Munroe family and the families of the other souls who lost their lives as a result of this shocking plane crash.”

Known for his work and teachings on leadership, purpose and maximizing your potential, vision, individual and national transformation, Dr. Munroe was the senior pastor of Bahamas Faith Ministries International Fellowship, where his wife, Ruth Ann, served as co-senior pastor. They leave behind two children, daughter, Charisa and son, Chairo (Myles Jr.) Munroe.
Dr. Munroe died living out his purpose in life; spreading the gospel of Christ.
**UPDATE: Dr. Myles Munroe, along with his wife and daughter, Charisa died in the plane crash.
***UPDATE: At this time, it is not confirmed that Dr. and Mrs. Munroe’s daughter, Charisa was with them in the plane that crashed yesterday afternoon. We have reached out to officials at Dr. Munroe’s ministry at Bahamas Faith Ministries International for confirmation on this. The Royal Bahamas Police Force is handling the investigation into the plane crash and as previously reported, the identities of the other people on board have still not been released.

Culled from: http://www.forbes.com/sites/faraigundan/2014/11/09/internationally-renowned-preacher-and-transformational-leader-dr-myles-munroe-killed-in-bahamas-plane-crash/

Heaven as written by 17-year-old Brian Moore

17-year-old Brian Moore had only a short time to write something for a class. The subject was what Heaven was like. "I wowed 'em," he later told his father, Bruce. It's a killer. It's the bomb. It's the best thing I ever wrote." It also was the last. Brian's parents had forgotten about the essay when a cousin found it while cleaning out the teenager's locker at Teays Valley High School in Pickaway County Brian had been dead only hours, but his parents desperately wanted every piece of his life near them, notes from classmates and teachers, and his homework. Only two months before, he had handwritten the essay about encountering Jesus in a file room full of cards detailing every moment of the teen's life. But it was only after Brian's death that Beth and Bruce Moore realized that their son had described his view of heaven. It makes such an impact that people want to share it. "You feel like you are there," Mr. Moore said. Brian Moore died May 27, 1997, the day after Memorial Day. He was driving home from a friend's house when his car went off Bulen-Pierce Road in Pickaway County and struck a utility pole. He emerged from the wreck unharmed but stepped on a downed power line and was electrocuted. The Moore 's framed a copy of Brian's essay and hung it among the family portraits in the living room. "I think God used him to make a point. I think we were meant to find it and make something out of it," Mrs. Moore said of the essay. She and her husband want to share their son's vision of life after death. "I'm happy for Brian.. I know he's in heaven. I know I'll see him. Here is Brian's essay entitled "The Room." Page 1 In that place between wakefulness and dreams, I found myself in the room. There were no distinguishing features except for the one wall covered with small index card files. They were like the ones in libraries that list titles by author or subject in alphabetical order. But these files, which stretched from floor to ceiling and seemingly endless in either direction, had very different headings. As I drew near the wall of files, the first to catch my attention was one that read "Girls I have liked." I opened it and began flipping through the cards. I quickly shut it, shocked to realize that I recognized the names written on each one. And then without being told, I knew exactly where I was. This lifeless room with its small files was a crude catalog system for my life. Here were written the actions of my every moment, big and small, in a detail my memory couldn't match. A sense of wonder and curiosity, coupled with horror, stirred within me as I began randomly opening files and exploring their content. Some brought joy and sweet memories; others a sense of shame and regret so intense that I would look over my shoulder to see if anyone was watching. A file named "Friends" was next to one marked "Friends I have betrayed." The titles ranged from the mundane to the outright weird. "Books I Have Read," "Lies I Have Told," "Comfort I have Given," "Jokes I Have Laughed at." Some were almost hilarious in their exactness: "Things I've yelled at my brothers." Others I couldn't laugh at: "Things I Have Done in My Anger", "Things I Have Muttered Under My Breath at My Parents." I never ceased to be surprised by the contents Often there were many more cards than expected. Sometimes fewer than I hoped. I was overwhelmed by the sheer volume of the life I had lived. Could it be possible that I had the time in my years to fill each of these thousands or even millions of cards? But each card confirmed this truth. Each was written in my own handwriting. Each signed with my signature. When I pulled out the file marked "TV Shows I have watched," I realized the files grew to contain their contents. The cards were packed tightly, and yet after two or three yards, I hadn't found the end of the file. I shut it, shamed, not so much by the quality of shows but more by the vast time I knew that file represented. When I came to a file marked "Lustful Thoughts," I felt a chill run through my body. I pulled the file out only an inch, not willing to test its size, and drew out a card. I shuddered at its detailed content. I felt sick to think that such a moment had been recorded. An almost animal rage broke on me. One thought dominated my mind: No one must ever see these cards! No one must ever see this room! I have to destroy them!" In insane frenzy I yanked the file out. Its size didn't matter now. I had to empty it and burn the cards. But as I took it at one end and began pounding it on the floor, I could not dislodge a single card. I became desperate and pulled out a card, only to find it as strong as steel when I tried to tear it. Defeated and utterly helpless, I returned the file to its slot. Leaning my forehead against the wall, I let out a long, self-pitying sigh. And then I saw it.. The title bore "People I Have Shared the Gospel With." The handle was brighter than those around it, newer, almost unused. I pulled on its handle and a small box not more than three inches long fell into my hands. I could count the cards it contained on one hand. And then the tears came.. I began to weep. Sobs so deep that they hurt. They started in my stomach and shook through me. I fell on my knees and cried. I cried out of shame, from the overwhelming shame of it all. The rows of file shelves swirled in my tear-filled eyes. No one must ever, ever know of this room. I must lock it up and hide the key. But then as I pushed away the tears, I saw Him. No, please not Him. Not here. Oh, anyone but Jesus. I watched helplessly as He began to open the files and read the cards.. I couldn't bear to watch His response. And in the moments I could bring myself to look at His face, I saw a sorrow deeper than my own. He seemed to intuitively go to the worst boxes. Why did He have to read every one? Finally He turned and looked at me from across the room. He looked at me with pity in His eyes. But this was a pity that didn't anger me. I dropped my head, covered my face with my hands and began to cry again. He walked over and put His arm around me. He could have said so many things. But He didn't say a word. He just cried with me. Then He got up and walked back to the wall of files. Starting at one end of the room, He took out a file and, one by one, began to sign His name over mine on each card. "No!" I shouted rushing to Him. All I could find to say was "No, no," as I pulled the card from Him. His name shouldn't be on these cards. But there it was, written in red so rich, so dark, and so alive. The name of Jesus covered mine. It was written with His blood. He gently took the card back He smiled a sad smile and began to sign the cards. I don't think I'll ever understand how He did it so quickly, but the next instant it seemed I heard Him close the last file and walk back to my side. He placed His hand on my shoulder and said, "It is finished." I stood up, and He led me out of the room. There was no lock on its door. There were still cards to be written. "For God so loved the world that He gave His only Son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish but have eternal life." John 3:16 If you feel the same way forward it to as many people as you can so the love of Jesus will touch their lives also. Thank you,

Noise Pollution By Religious Bodies

Noise Pollution By Religious Bodies

Noise Pollution By Religious Bodies

Following government’s directives and subsequent sealing off of some religious buildings in Lagos State, over the blaring of their loud speakers, some religious bodies still disturb residents through their activities.

The disturbances usually occur whenever they have services. This is because they place their loudspeakers outside and the noise that emits from them disturbs residents. More annoying is when they hold vigils and they increase the volume of the loudspeakers, thereby denying residents their sleep.

For instance, Al-Afis Muslim Society at Saala/Arejogbo road in Ishaga area of the state and Mountain of Fire and Miracle Ministries in Isheri/Berger area of the state, are culprits of this offence. Whenever they hold services, the noise that emanates from their speakers disturbs residents.

In Ishaga, the Islamic body would also increase the volume of the speakers when it plays only cassettes while the MFM in Isheri/Berger has turned every other day to vigil.

Residents therfore appeal to these religious bodies to consider them since the areas where they operate are residential.

“We are not saying they should not carry out their religious activities but they should understand that this is residential area. Sometimes when you want to rest after the day’s work it becomes abortive because the noise from the loudspeakers would not allow you.”

“In my area, the noise is so bad that you will think the loudspeakers are placed inside my room. In fact, what they say has now become everyday music used by my children in the house. I’m not canvassing for any religion body to be sealed up but they (religious bodies) should caution themselves. They should view themselves as residents who wanted to rest in their own home but couldn’t just because some people must carry out their religious activities,” lamented residents.

 http://igchuka.blogspot.com/2010/06/noise-pollution.html