The night I almost died in my sleep

The night I almost died in my sleep: Spending time with God
sorry for the long read :(

As Christians- at some point in our lives we all struggle with our quiet/prayer time with God. I once attended the Teenage Church where the topic coincidentally was Prayer. It was satisfying to know that even the Teens understood the importance of praying.

So, what is Pray? Why do we pray?
The Greek Orthodox Archdiocese of America defines prayer as a doxology, praise, thanksgiving, confession, supplication and intercession to God. It is the way to renewal and spiritual life. Prayer is aliveness to God. Prayer is strength, refreshment, and joy. Through the grace of God and our disciplined efforts prayer lifts us up from our isolation to a conscious, loving communion with God in which everything is experienced in a new light. Prayer becomes a personal dialogue with God, a spiritual breathing of the soul, a foretaste of the bliss of God's kingdom.

Clearly, prayer is an important part of our walk as Christians. You may attend Church everyday of the week, be a dedicated worker, not sin (i.e. not commit adultery, fornication, hatred, unforgiveness, covetousness etc), and pay your tithes. But if you live a prayer-less life, the consequences are: becoming powerless, ungrateful, a play ground for the devil, and a defeated Christian; which takes me back to Sunday February 23rd, 2003 when I had a dream where I thought I had died and heading- only God knows where.

The below narration was written as soon as I woke up February 23rd, 2003.

As usual, my daily routine every night is to read my daily guide and mumble some words to God- ‘NEVER forgetting to ask for mercy upon me, upon my spirit, body, and soul. And as usual.......................I would fall asleep.

This is real, God is real!!!

Recently, I had decided to take my Christian life more serious. I chose to change my ways that I know were not pleasing to God- and I have been successful; except for one thing, which made me guilty- ‘Quiet/ Prayer time’ with God. I just couldn't pray to God and meditate on his word. My prayer life was a joke - Unh!! Did I say prayer life? More like ‘mumbling life’.

My story................I woke with an aching body thinking I was dead and ‘probably’ going to hell. But I guess our God in his infinite mercy speared my life. I had a dream, I can’t remember much, but I can remember the main bits, and I shall try my possible best to relate what I can remember.

We were sent on a ‘mission’- me, my aunt (a Redeemed Pastor) and at the beginning it didn't seem so, but later on my 12 year old cousin and her two best friends were there. The mission was to go and get a female minister (whom happens to be London R.C.C.G.’s accountant- why her? I do not know) who was in some remote place to come and minister in our church. The journey was tedious. There were bushes and tall grasses everywhere, and one thing that I CAN NOT forget nor understand, were the numbers and types of insects and scorpions on the ground. Obviously, there was a lot of running in order to avoid stinging. What can I say? Thank God I was wearing good footwear.

We finally got to our destination; there was a big iron gate to enter the building. Entering the building was like entering somewhere totally different- no signs of scorpions what so ever. The scorpions were not close to the building talk less crawling on the building. When we got there, I sighed a sigh of big relief and swore to my aunty that I was NEVER coming back ‘here’ again- and I meant it! But she just smiled, I guess because she had realised that at that point of safety, I had momentarily forgotten we had to go back.

We met the female minister- she was wearing a purple sequenced skirt suit (you know them ‘funky’ skirt suits those S.U.’s wear- SMILES!!), and she had a little child in her buggy.

It was time for us to go back. Oh! I was terrified of the journey back. I remember seeing a ‘big’ man (white shirt, black/grayish trousers with a tie) in the building. He wasn't a Christian. I can’t remember what he was doing there- maybe looking at the interior to do some kind of construction work in the future. We opened the door, and the insects/scorpions were far ahead- you could barely see them. For some reason I remember something that had been spoken or rumored; about a little stream that had a wooden plank across it, in which a lot of people fall into and die.

With me, I had a Bible or a ‘book’ of God. When we started our journey back, it was my aunt, me, my cousin and her 2 friends, and the minister and her baby in a buggy. We started the journey- running and running so that one would not get stung. It was like the bushes and tall grasses represented obstacles that we had to overcome. We got to this stream, and low and behold, what we saw in it was the body of the ‘big’ man floating in it heads down- dead. I shuddered with fear. The wooden plank had fallen into the water and was damaged, so the obvious and only thing to do was to jump across. Fair enough, the distance across the stream was short so I wanted to go first. With the ‘book’ in my hand, I took a few steps back, ran, and jumped. And as I was going over the stream, the stream seemed to get wider and wider and I.........................fell in. But as I fell in, I screamed, “JESUS” and my ‘book’ fell in........................................................but, I survived. The distance I had covered was so minuet that I think all I had to do was to climb out of the edge I took off from. What saved me was the book, and so my aunty said.

At this point, it was only my aunt, my cousin and one of her friends and I at the stream. I don't know where the others were.

My cousin and her friend went for the jump, and you know what? Not only did they make it to the other side, there was a ‘BIG’ gap that they left on the other side. YEH! Tigeress!! ‘Aunty Tigeress!!!! Then, it was my aunts’ turn, and I thought to myself, ‘Uhn, this old woman at 40+, how would she carry herself and get to the other side?’ But my dear, low and behold, she did o!!!! And come to think of it, I can’t remember her landing on the other side- she must have been flying and flying (you kno sey na she wey born Jesus)...................................

Before she took off, she had said something to me in Yoruba - she said and I quote, “If you had been listening to me to pray and meditate for just 10minutes every day, then you would have gotten across the stream.” I was guilty but I thought to myself, if my aunt could jump then so can I. I took a few steps backwards, and with fear and hope, I took the biggest leap in my life and again, I fell into the water. This time around, I didn't swim or come out at the bank. No, not this time around. I went into total darkness and realised I was going to die. My dear, I struggled and struggled to swim up but as I did that, I went further down. I have never felt such great fear in my life.

The irony of it is that, in this dream, as I was sinking (mind you, I could still breath), I actually started to hope that it was a dream and tried waking up. It took me, what it seemed like forever, to wake up. And as soon as I did, I knew it was for REAL- my whole body was aching me and IS aching me still.

I guess what this dream means is, even if you stop doing wrong [stop being evil, wicked, disobedient, envious, jealous, greedy, selfish, vicious, and also stop drinking, smoking, reveling, fornicating; committing adultery, and rid yourself from lust, anger, rage, idolatry, malice, slander, filthy talks, orgies, evil desires and breaking promises/covenants etc (Galatians 5:14-20 & Colossians 3:5-8) and EVEN pay your tithes], it is not enough to get you to heaven nor let you live a long life here on earth. It is very important that you pray to God at all times. Spend time in His presence and seek His face, have a good relationship with Him, and meditate on His word.

I'm guilty of this, can u you say the opposite?

As for me waking up and my body aching, maybe I'm coming down with the flu (LOL!!!!!).

Fighting Temptations: No More Sheets

Sex, a word considered a taboo in the Church. An act considered shameful especially amongst Singles. A word many Church leaders choose to turn a blind eye to and rather assume an ignorant position when it comes to the singles; the workers. After all, they are committed workers that come to Church every Sunday and for all mid-week services; surely they can not be fornicating. But the truth is, sex (and other forms of immoral acts) is real. It’s happening in the Church; probably more amongst the singles rather than the married.

After a year of avoiding it, I finally sat down to watch the DVD ministration of Juanita Bynum- titled No More Sheets. It is the first preaching I had heard regarding singles (not marriage) in a long time that actually ministered to me; and come to think of it probably one of the best messages I’ve ever heard. Dr. Bynum was real. She was too real. To finally have someone on the pulpit talk about her personal challenges of being single was humbling. It was an awesome experience to see a minister who in the name of saving souls and touching someone put literally every nitty gritty detail of her past and short comings on the table for all to hear. It was a breath of fresh air not to hear someone who regurgitated what the Bible said about sexual immorality but let us know we are not alone; she knows what we’re going through- for she too is going through it as well.

Many singles are tired of singles seminars being held by married men and women of God who just never seemed to connect. Ministers of God who probably did not wait past the ‘right’ age; who did not have to hold on for their life partners. Ministers who probably came to the faith after getting married. Holier than thou ministers who make it seem as if only married people ever had urges/hormones and as a single person they did not struggle to kill the flesh. Ministers who married as virgins. Ministers who after ministering to so called singles will go home and lay down next to their spouses. But with Dr. Bynum, she shared her pain and consequences of her actions with us; and we felt it. It was heart touching. It was nice to hear ‘hold on’ from someone who knows our (singles) struggles and is going through it; someone who is really holding on too. Someone who also had the same thoughts and questions:

• Why am I not married?
• How can I be set free?
• When will I get married?
• When will I get someone to support and encourage me? After all, the Bible does say Ecclesiastes 4:11 (NIV) Also, if two lie down together, they will keep warm. But how can one keep warm alone?

Now, why are some of us not married? According to Bynum, it’s because some have been married too many times. When one is intimate with someone, spiritually you marry them. Genesis 2:24 states- For this reason a man shall leave his father and his mother, and be joined to his wife; and they shall become one flesh. So you’re married to all these men/women and you never divorced them; you’re not single!!!!! These people are still in you so there is no room for a wife or a husband. You are still attached to an ex. You know you’re still attached when you see the person and something jumps inside of you; when you're worshiping in the house of God and you have ‘flashbacks’.

Bynum focused on single women. Many women claim that they are ready to get married and yet

• They can't cook. I’m not saying a woman’s place is in the kitchen nor does one need to be a chef, but you should at least be able to put something edible together. Feed your husband. Feed your children good food.
• Their nails are too long to prepare pounded yam, and as Bynum said, your nails are too long to make biscuits.
• They can't do laundry.
• Their bedroom is a mess.
• Their apartment is filthy.
• They CAN NOT pay their own bills.
• They don’t grasp the concept of being submissive or the meaning of respect.
• Or they are too needy

In regards to being needy, some cultures have misguided both men and women by making them to believe that a ‘boyfriend’ is meant to cater for every single need of a ‘girlfriend’. Women pride themselves on all the material things that their bf has given them from the tampons they use to the clothes they wear and to the vacation trips abroad. Many have a misconstrued definition of a woman’s role in a relationship. A woman is to be helpmate; not a cash slot- like that of a casino. When you get married, what are you bringing to the table? Is it high credit card bills; is it 200 pairs of shoes; a box of make-up? These are not qualities of a helpmate. Get yourself together and stop looking for a rescuer. You are a major responsibility. Get out of debt. Bynum went on to say, God will bless you according to your integrity, not how beautiful you are, not how big certain parts of your body are, nor how sexy you look. A helpmate is a helper, not a devourer. Remember, nothing goes for nothing. When a man spends on you, there is a silent agreement or contract where he has the rights to touch or have sex with you in exchange for the material gifts.

When we don’t involve God 100% in choosing our spouse and we choose ourselves, we choose someone who at that point in time meets our requirement and most often than not- rocks our world. And then there are those who choose out of desperation or for totally wrong reasons. But when God chooses for you (a single lady), he chooses someone who can accommodate where you’re going.

• A man of God.
• A praying man.
• A fasting man
• A man who loves his wife just as Christ loved the Church and gave himself up for her.
• A man who loves his mother.
• Respects his female relatives.
• A man who submits to authority and to his pastor.
• A man who understands that if he doesn’t treat his wife right, he should not expect God to remember his prayers.
• A man who can catch his wife in the spirit, in prayer, intercede for her, fast for her and minister to her.
• A real man after Christ’s heart gives life to a woman. Not use her, mistreat her or abuse her.

So that after 5 – 10 years, neither party can say they’ve grown apart.

There is a penalty for every man or woman one sleeps with and as a single person who is looking to get married, you need to be set free from every spirit husband or wife before getting married. All your body parts are all over the world which has to be taken/ called back; and in order to be fully prepared, one has to be in the depth of God that matches the depth of sin or supersedes the depth of sin one has come out from.

• You need to be processed before getting married. Let God purge your spirit, cleanse your heart, and renew a right spirit within you.
• Walk by faith; faith comes by hearing, and hearing by the word of God- Romans 10:17. Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen- Hebrews 11:1.
• Learn to live on the word of God.
• Make God your provider, not man. He is the Jehovah Jireh. Know God rather then get another girlfriend or boyfriend to satisfy your needs.
• Let God prove Himself to you.
• God should be your ultimate joy, not a man, not a woman.

Marriage is not sex. You do not marry for sex. Sex is a ministry; be prepared to minister to your spouse.

No More Sheets is a DVD/CD every adult must watch, both single and married.