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The Rhema Blog is in need US$10, 000 (ten thousand dollars) for our Ministry of Helps based on 1 Corinthians 13 chapter of the Holy Bible; to care for one another, love another and to help the needy.

We have been helping the needy for their welfare in Nigeria since 2005 to date, especially giving money to poor widows who are traders in Lagos and supporting students from underprivileged families to pay school fees and skills acquisition in Lagos and Benin in Edo State of Nigeria.

Email ekenyerengozimichaelchima@gmail.com for details of bank account of the Publisher and Editor, Ekenyerengozi Michael Chima on https://therhema.blogspot.com/p/support-rhema-blog.html

The Rhema Blog is 17 Years!

 

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"In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God and the Word was God."
JOHN 1:1, NKJV HOLY BIBLE.
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HALLELUJAH!
To Almighty God JEHOVAH NISSI,
JEHOVAH RAPHA, JEHOVAH JIREH
JEHOVAH EL SHADDAI, JEHOVAH EBENEZER, JEHOVAH SHALOM and JEHOVAH SHAMAH be all the glory, honour and power forever!

I started my online ministry in June 2005 when I was living on Bonny Island in the Niger Delta of Nigeria after decades of evangelism on public transport buses and on the streets of Lagos.
My ministry is called Ministry of Helps based on Charity as defined in 1 Corinthians 13 by the abundance of the infinite grace of Almighty God.

1 Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, and have not charity, I am become as sounding brass, or a tinkling cymbal.

² And though I have the gift of prophecy, and understand all mysteries, and all knowledge; and though I have all faith, so that I could remove mountains, and have not charity, I am nothing.

³ And though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor, and though I give my body to be burned, and have not charity, it profiteth me nothing.

⁴ Charity suffereth long, and is kind; charity envieth not; charity vaunteth not itself, is not puffed up,

⁵ Doth not behave itself unseemly, seeketh not her own, is not easily provoked, thinketh no evil;

⁶ Rejoiceth not in iniquity, but rejoiceth in the truth;

⁷ Beareth all things, believeth all things, hopeth all things, endureth all things.

⁸ Charity never faileth: but whether there be prophecies, they shall fail; whether there be tongues, they shall cease; whether there be knowledge, it shall vanish away.

⁹ For we know in part, and we prophesy in part.

¹⁰ But when that which is perfect is come, then that which is in part shall be done away.

¹¹ When I was a child, I spake as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child: but when I became a man, I put away childish things.

¹² For now we see through a glass, darkly; but then face to face: now I know in part; but then shall I know even as also I am known.

¹³ And now abideth faith, hope, charity, these three; but the greatest of these is charity.

He Provides A Shelter in the Storm

HALLELUJAH! 

Present residence in Yaba, Lagos, Nigeria since September, 2020. Safe from the floods of the torrential rainfalls in the stormy weather.

Near the University of Lagos and Yaba College of Technology. I thank Almighty God for the hygienic and safe residence, and providing the money for the rent. Yes, it is not cheap, but trust Almighty God JEHOVAH JIREH and  JEHOVAH Ebenezer to provide the money for the payments of the rents weekly and monthly. Since He has seen me through the storms thus far triumphantly and victoriously, He will surely lift me up to higher grounds of greater heights in the mighty name of our MESSIAH JESUS Christ, the same yesterday, today and forever. AMEN. I can pray, praise and worship HIM and shout loud HALLELUJAH and nobody has complained that my joyful noise is disturbing him or her.  

Baba modupe o!

HALLELUJAH!

The Healing of A Man Suffering From Stroke

The Healing of A Man Suffering From Stroke 

Since 2019 I have been seeing the tall man looking ill and unkempt on Alara Street, in Onike walking to Sabo in Yaba on the mainland of Lagos city. He was always dressed in a shirt, black or cream coloured trousers and slippers. They said he had stroke and now walking with a shaking right hand and bent back. He was often talking to himself or thinking aloud.

I left Onike and relocated to Ikotun on the outskirts of Lagos. I returned to Yaba later after four months before Christmas. I saw the man again in the same condition. 

Then in September, 2020 when I moved into a guest house on Aggrey Street in Yaba GRA, I saw him almost every day in the estate and most likely was staying in the estate.

One day I saw him hailing a man riding on a bicycle in the Igbo language. The man brought out money and dropped it for him and rode on without even stopping. He picked up the note of naira and thanked the man. Then later I saw him begging passersby for money to feed.

One day, as I passed by to buy  items from a nearby supermarket ,I saw him beside a car parked under a tree opposite a new pharmacy called SHEBA. He asked me for money and I said I would give him after buying what I needed from the supermarket.

When I came back, I gave him some money and said: "What you really need is not money, but to be healed by God. "

"Yes. My brother is also praying for me," he replied.

Then I prayed to Almighty God to heal him.

Days later, I saw him still in the same condition and begging for money.

"You have been healed," I said, because I received the Word from within me that he was healed. 

I did not give him any money again and kept on repeatedly saying, "He has been healed." 

I received another Word of Knowledge saying, "But his brothers don't want to help him "

He has been healed, but his brothers don't want to help him. What he needed after his healing was his rehabilitation. 

Later, I saw him bending over a car by the sidewalk and he was writing on a piece of white paper with his right hand and it was steady and not shaking. HALLELUJAH! He has been healed indeed!

Later I saw him thinking aloud on the problems in Nigeria in good English!

When the Minaret Became Silent

When the Minaret Became Silent

I have not heard the adhan  أَذَان‎ call to prayer by the muezzin from the minaret at the mosque on my street since the #lockdown was declared by the federal government for the control and prevention of further spread of the #Coronavirus in Nigeria. Religious congregations have been banned and all gatherings of people in crowds must not be more than twenty and they must put on facemasks.
How can someone shout "HALLELUJAH" or "Allāhu akbar" when wearing a facemask?
Will Almighty God accept muzzled praises of "HALLELUJAH!", "Al-Ḥamdu lillāh!" or "Allāhu ʾakbar!"?

The voices of the muezzin and I were the first voices neighbours heard at dawn around 5.30am.
The sound of my "HALLELUJAH!" in my bedroom to begin my early morning prayers, praises and worship of our Almighty God JEHOVAH sometimes came first before the sound of the muezzin's Takbir, ʾAllāhu ʾakbar!
Many times, my closest neighbours complained about the loud sound of my baritone voice in praising Almighty God. But I always chose to make a joyful noise unto the Lord, because it a written
command to us to make a joyful noise unto the Lord (Psalm 66:1; 95:1–2; 100:1; 1 Chronicles 15:16) and in Psalm 149:5 -6:
"5 Let the saints be joyful in glory: let them sing aloud upon their beds.

6 Let the high praises of God be in their mouth, and a two-edged sword in their hand;" There is power in prayer.
Every faithful believer has that power written in Psalm 149:7-9.

HALLELUJAH!

I have always lived with mosques on my street since childhood; from Obalende on the Lagos Island to Shomolu, Mushin, Gbagada, Ikotun Egbe and Jibowu on the Lagos mainland. The voice of the muezzin from the minaret of the mosque in Jibowu was the loudest ever and he often woke up the entire neighbourhood from Lawani Street to Tani Olodo Street leading to the popular Jibowu Bus Stop, the motor park of several transport vehicles for interstate travels.
This is from my notes two weeks ago.

I am now missing the voice of the muezzin since I relocated from Jibowu to a nearby middle class neighbourhood in Yaba, where there is the St. Dominic's Roman Catholic Church and without any mosque nearby.

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My Tetimony-Healed of Brain Cancer

You have to read this to fully appreciate the awesome supremacy of Jehovah God in "My Tetimony-Healed of Brain Cancer".