The plan was to ensure I remained joined to it. I heard that if I left it, I was going to go crazy. At this point, I began screaming that I didn’t want to go crazy. Thank God Pastor kept singing. Then I saw a man appear. I had an impression it was the Lord. He was too shiny to behold. He hugged me and turned my eyes away from that Being, then He backed the Being. He took off the filthy wedding dress I had on and put me in a simple white dress. Then I heard my name: “Edima,” which means “Beautiful one.” My name had never had so much meaning as it did at that moment. He brought out a scarf and blindfolded me, and then said, “Edima, fight.” The only way I was going to be able to fight was to not look at this being, but walk by faith.
I was given a sword. It was the less heroic sight-a lady in a simple white dress, fighting this Being. As I stood there, Pastor began to pray even more aggressively in the Spirit. Then I had an impression to scream, “I will serve Jesus.” I was saying it quietly, and then there was an outburst, and I screamed “I will serve Jesus” about twice. I saw an altar shatter, and this god shattered into smithereens. Then the Man whom I had seen before the Lord-took my hand, put me on a horse, and we began to ride. I later noticed that the limbs of the horse were the Lord’s legs. Almost immediately, Pastor began to pray about horses and even added that we don’t trust in the horses. That was when I understood why it was the Lord’s legs I was seeing and not the horse’s.
I was still blindfolded while all these were happening, but I could somehow see. I saw a different scene where different men came to ask for my hand in marriage. Each of them had a tag on their tux. I saw Money, Fame, Comfort, and finally, Career. Since I was blindfolded, I couldn’t see them. I only saw them because I was the one having the vision. I saw myself in the Tabernacle of Moses, and for the first time, I was found worthy to enter the Holy Place. I couldn’t believe it. “You mean I’ve been an outer court Christian this whole while?” Then I heard, “You cannot enter into a deeper relationship with me with rebellion. The Holy Place is no place for the rebellious. If you serve another god, you might as well remain outside until you begin to serve me.” I became more scared of this matter of rebellion.
To be continued…
Miraculous Monday: 1st December 2025
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