[gracefilled]

Thank you so much.

I no longer remember my dreams. I will dream from the moment I lie down till when I wake up. Only to remember just a scene in the dream. Even this will be remembered in fragments whose pieces I find difficult to put together.

What do I do?

[ebankole]

Many factors contribute to these :

• Distraction.
• Daily activities.
• Lack of concentration.
• Manipulated heaven.
• Infliction from the kingdom of darkness to rob you of what the holy spirit has to say and prevent you from hearing from the Lord.
• Worries about....
• Sin.
• Lack of prayers.
• Attacked heaven.
• God is angry.
• Fear.
• To much responsibilities on your daily task/activities.

Above all,pray for recovery of your heaven, for forgiveness -do away with worries/distraction and ask the lord to restore back your spiritual foresight.

Joel 2:28 (7times), psalm 19, 24 and 121 :1.

Bless u

[gracefilled]

Quiet a long dream but I can ony remember these:

In my work place, it was like I was singing. A woman arrived, swept her corner as well as mine. She had to add some water to sweep my corner. According to her, she needed to sweep out something and thoroughly too. Not long, the official head arrived. She came in with something we would her with. I found out like someother persons that I washed some clothes and spread them on the rope. It would rain and stop. On one of the occasions I had to bring in my clothes, spread them on top some items and covered them with wet bedspread. One of my colleagues asked that I gave her my rope, I refused and gave her someone elses rope which she later did not use. As soon as I was done bringing in the clothes, it started shining again. But I didn't take out my clothes. One of my colleagues made a statement that seemed like she was accusing me of trying to avoid doing the work we all were supposed to do. I scolded her for saying that.

On my way, I didn't know where I was heading to. I saw a male friend of mine with his younger brother ahead. He, my friend turned and smiled at me but I pretended I didn't see him, I didn't want to meet his eyes. I felt like I knew where they going to and so, decided to follow them. They entered their house probably to get something and then, continue from there. Because I didn't want to get to their house. I looked towards their house and noticed he had changed his clothes in readiness for the journey. I continued with the road I was walking on. I got to a house and found out I must pass through the house to continue my journey. I got in, tried to climb the stairs but discovered it's and old house, cracked and may fall if touched. In fear, I ran out and concluded I would ask him for details instead when he returns.

In another environment, a woman came to me asking me some questions. I was interested in her hair style. I was wondering if she was half-caste as her hair was very curly but she got no intonation. I looked well to see she fixed it. She gave me a leaflet and started listing and explaining some of the things written on it. She said I should forget loyalty or royalty I can't remember which and someother thing. A man sitting with us started to argue with her that if we would accept others then, we should accept all. She later dropped the leaflets on the man's table and the man was happy the discussion and argument had ended. I wasn't interested in all what was said but had to occupy mysel with something while waiting. Like we were waiting for a lorry to bring in some sand. A young girl made an offensive statement that sounded like " and you people would have taken at least four cups from it" I really scolded her and cautioned to have at least little respect for elders, seeing there were elderly people among us. She threatened to report me. But I stood my ground and told myself I wouldn't beg her not to. The man she reported me to came, after reading my offence he asked that I lie down to be flogged, I asked him to hear my own side of the story. Instead, he asked the girl to repeat what happened. She did but lied and the man knew she was lieing. I expected those in the room to bear me witness but no one stood up for me. Rather, they took it up like discussion among themselves. All these while, the woman with curly hair was standing by my side. I insisted I must tell my own side of the story, after much dragging he permited me. But he didn't accept my story and said i insulted the girl and him as well by making him come down to the place. I asked to be flogged on my palms, he insisted I must lie down to be flogged on my bottom. When he saw I was bent on not lying down, he asked a certain young man to write dowm my case for another day and to include 'caricature' against the case. It was as if I came along with some soup items to be cooked. He gathered these things, kept them aside as ceased items and left. I wasn't at all bothered. He came back with a man superior to him, after narrating what happend, I still insisted I would not lie down to flogged. Next, he returned with a lawyer in black suit. When the lawyer came in, he bowed and I did same, as is done in a court of law. The lawyer insisted I must take my punishment that I had no choice, I kept saying I'ld rather be flogged on my palms than lie down. Next, the president, a higher lawyer came. And was trying to explain to me the consequences of my refusal to lie down. I asked her to be allowed to be flogged on my palm even if means increasing the number of strokes, since I might still be flogged on same bottom when I got home. I was trying to avoid saying 'please' in all my explainations but when I did, I was unhappy with myself. I determined not to lie down and wasn't scared since they would not cuf off my head, I told myself. I was still pleading with the higher lawyer when I woke up.

A blissful weekend to you.

[ebankole]

But I stood my ground and told myself I wouldn't beg her not to. The man she reported me to came, after reading my offence he asked that I lie down to be flogged, I asked him to hear my own side of the story. Instead, he asked the girl to repeat what happened. She did but lied and the man knew she was lieing. I expected those in the room to bear me witness but no one stood up for me. Rather, they took it up like discussion among themselves. All these while, the woman with curly hair was standing by my side. I insisted I must tell my own side of the story, after much dragging he permited me. But he didn't accept my story and said i insulted the girl and him as well by making him come down to the place. I asked to be flogged on my palms, he insisted I must lie down to be flogged on my bottom. When he saw I was bent on not lying down, he asked a certain young man to write dowm my case for another day and to include 'caricature' against the case. It was as if I came along with some soup items to be cooked. He gathered these things, kept them aside as ceased items and left. I wasn't at all bothered. He came back with a man superior to him, after narrating what happend, I still insisted I would not lie down to flogged. Next, he returned with a lawyer in black suit. When the lawyer came in, he bowed and I did same, as is done in a court of law. The lawyer insisted I must take my punishment that I had no choice, I kept saying I'ld rather be flogged on my palms than lie down. Next, the president, a higher lawyer came. And was trying to explain to me the consequences of my refusal to lie down. I asked her to be allowed to be flogged on my palm even if means increasing the number of strokes, since I might still be flogged on same bottom when I got home. I was trying to avoid saying 'please' in all my explainations but when I did, I was unhappy with myself. I determined not to lie down and wasn't scared since they would not cuf off my head, I told myself. I was still pleading with the higher lawyer



◄ Ephesians 4:26-27 ►
And "don't sin by letting anger control you." Don't let the sun go down while you are still angry,for anger gives a mighty foothold to the devil

◄ Proverbs 18:21 ►
The tongue has the power of life and death, and those who love it will eat its fruit.


◄ James 1:19 ►
My dear brothers and sisters, take note of this: Everyone should be quick to listen, slow to speak and slow to become angry,
because human anger does not produce the righteousness that God desires.


Gracefilled, This is message coming directly from God not angel nor holy spirit but from the mouth of God, and he said :


Because you've decided to provoked me with your emotional, uncontrollable anger and stubbornness.

Because you've departed from the path of humility, love, meekness and chose not to fear me anymore.

Because you've allowed your challenges,fear and worries robbed you of what matters : salvation.

Because you've decided to fight,defend yourself and forget that it is,I, the lord who defends the defendless,give hope to hopeless.

Because you've given in to the spirit of anger and refused to accept(humble yourself) that you can not always be right even when you are indeed right, and have refused learn to forgive and accept defeat is part of life/discipline!

Because you always think about yourself, and life has thought everything must always be about you and yourself alone?


As from this day,moment, I have withdrawn my grace/privilege from you,and cause your enemies to mock, judge you at will.

The guilty one will be proclaim innocent and you,the innocent one shall be declare guilty because I am departed from you from this moment on.

As from this moment on, I will take away my presence,grace from you and cause your enemy/contenders to despise you and condemn you.

You will struggle and strive to fight for your innocence, right and freedom but,the more you try the more you will be tag guilty(judge),accuse and judgment.

One accusation against you shall multiply into a thousand even though you are not the guilty one will be proclaim guilty.

People shall gather to judge and condemn you for no reason and what you know nothing about shall be use to judge you

Note ; this message has nothing to do with pastor bankole.
Mind you, I say it as the lord has ministered to me. If you doubt the message you are free to seek a true man of God for confirmation.

I must let you know that you are on your own and it's between you and God. My fear is, who fights God and wins?

May the lord see you through these.


Bless you.

[gracefilled]

Goodevening sir.
My mother's dream:

She was in a hall with different women, all in different groups each. Her own group was to pound 'fufu'. It was night already and they had gathered things in readiness for the pounding. But she wanted them to pound as soon as possible, then, rest at once. But the women prefered to sleep a little, wake up towards dawn to do the pounding instead. So they all went to sleep. But she sat, waiting for the time they will wake up having gathered her firewood ready for the pounding.

Me:

I somehow found myself with some used menstrual pads, I think I used them. Going to burn them, I discovered the previous ones I used were stocked somewhere. I got a stick and used it to bring them out where they were packed. I gathered everything, the ones I had and the ones I gathered out, poured some liquid on them and set them on fire. But they wouldn't burn so, I gathered everything in a bag and was going to dump them into a pit toilet.

[ebankole]

1. What a hardworking and straight forward woman.
Your mother is the type that always want things done NOW!
She's a believer of " hard work pays" and indeed, a peace maker and a sacrificial person.

She's the type that believes in harmony,try as much as possible to get along with everyone around her, she believes in unity and peace. She'll inconvenience herself just to get along and see everyone happy.

You have lot to learn from this great woman-as the heaven acknowledge this great woman and her uncommon personality.




2. I can see that you'd realised your mistakes and admit that you erred hence so much efforts was made to repent and seek the lord for forgiveness.

Indeed, I see you struggling and striving to dispose that detestable and both within & without sins you committed.

But daughter, indeed, the lord is come to redeem,forgive and dispose these sin but? There is need to seek for grace in other to be able to destroy it completely rather than temporarily.

These detestable sins/filths must be burn not throw away. Therefore, cry out for grace accompany with more forgiveness so that you sins may be forgiven/destroy forever!


Bless You.

[gracefilled]

The environment was my secondary school, the room was like my primary school but the persons involved were my coursemates in the university. A lady was holdig a big cream, white container that was written 'oil' in bold. And in tiny was written ' SoCommonWealth', not so sure though. She was dishing out the contents to a lady. There were girls all over the place and they were made up. I commented that choir members were usually beautiful no matter their age, especially when they make up. But that they lack respect and make so much noise in the church. The girl with the cream container was intently looking at me. I apologised to her for saying what I said but, told her I still stand my ground on what I said not minding she is a member of the choir. But she told me she was not a member of the choir. She was holding two different spray-like containers this time and was showing it to a lady sitting beside me. I tried to read what was written on each of them. One had something to do with 'gay sex' the other too had something to do with 'sex' and I think, that of female. It was like she had plans of taking one of the girls to a night club. She sprayed the content of the containers and liquid like oil came out. I noticed I was carrying a sleeping child, I warned them not to let the liquid touch the baby. She answered that it won't touch the baby. The two ladies rubbed the liquid on their lips and it was shiny like lip gloss. When I looked at the face of the baby, I noticed something like oil on its lips and I wiped it off. It was as if we were all prepared to go to church like we used to do in the hostel during our university days. So, everyone went out. I was to lock th door, but am sure the sleeping baby was left somewhere in the room sleeping. While locking the door, one of the ladies was waiting for me. I looked at her hair and asked her when she wove her hair but she said she didn't that it was a wig-attatchment. I wondered at the beauty and the kind of wig-attatchemt it could. I tried to touch it but she warned me not to. She left before I could finish locking the door. After I locked the door, I noticed the detached hook of the door was outside. I tried throwing it back into the room but couldn't so I hooked it on the padlock together with another hook I found there. On getting down the stairs I found some girls were washing, some were plucking mangoes and outside was somehow dark. It was an extact environment of my university school hostel. I was also tieing a wrapper on my skirt and it was preventing me from walking properly. When I removed it, I noticed I was putting on a folded black skirt. I folded it out and continued to where I was going.

More blessings Sir.

[ebankole]

◄ Matthew 7:3-5 ►
Why do you look at the speck of sawdust in your brother’s eye and pay no attention to the plank in your own eye?How can you say to your brother, ‘Let me take the speck out of your eye,’ when all the time there is a plank in your own eye? You hypocrite, first take the plank out of your own eye, and then you will see clearly to remove the speck from your brother’s eye.


The lord warned, Judge not for you have no authority to do so. And, Even though they lead a wastage,sinful and worldly life while they claim to belong to God but still judge not them for you are no different & still living in your past/sin just like them.

How can you wine,dine and eat with sinners and still live in the past along with them,and yet still have the audacity to judge their wayward and sinful lifestyle? Why not fight your own battle first, why not remove the sawdust in your eye first before you consider that of your friend? Why not come out of your past/sin and become clean completely before judge them?

In essence, I can see how much you've been striving and fighting to leave your past behind and turn a whole new life but, daughter? You are yet to be free wholly therefore you have no right to remove the sawdust of those ones yet for you are yet to be clean wholly.

Truly, I see you coming out of you past/sin and fighting to be made whole in the lord but while you are at it? Pretend that you don't see when you see, act like you don't know when you perceive another leading a wayward life before you lest you be judge as well.

It's not yet time to tell others what isn't good or what's good. For you are yet to be cleanse of your sins completely.

Therefore, go ahead now and remove the sawdust in your eye completely then, you may have the grace to remove(correct these sinners) that of others around you.


Bless you.

[gracefilled]

A pleasant morning to you, sir.

Sorry this is lenghty:

In a banking environment, one of the cashiers was the secratary to my Head of Department in my University days. And I was wondering if banking job was better than Fedral Job and whether or not to go and greet her. I found out too that my brother was working there too as a customer service staff. Within me I was wondering how I haven't been able to save enough when soonest I would mark a year I started my current job. My brother suddenly became upset and asked if I had deactivated my account with Eco bank, I said no but that I wasn't interested in banking with them any more. He said I should hurriedly put on my slippers so we go to the bank to rectify some issues. I told him I wasn't going that I wasn't prepared as I was yet to take my bath. He shouted at me to get up immidiately. I shouted back at him asking him to let me be since I wasn't a kid. Still in the bank, I saw myself in another customer care unit where it seemed I deactivated the account in question, due to processes I passed through there. I was shown the amount I had left in that account to be 572 or thereabout. There were children there, so I played a little with them before leaving.
I was going into a building to see that same brother of mine when those that helped me deactivate my account saw and warned me that if I were going to reactivate the account, the bank would charge me twice what I was charged. According to them, the bank wasn't happy I deactivated my account with them. I made a sign to them that I was going to greet my brother. At last, my brother came out and was leading us towards a kind of stairs * 'us' because I found out I came out of the bank with somebody, probably an uknown friend* I saw a guy I used to know and greeted him but he ignored me. I started complaining that people you know would suddenly pretend not to know you when you meet in different environment and my friend supported me. There were many of us in line climbing the stairs while my brother was leading. A man behind me complained I wasn't walking fast enough. I cautioned him to let me be that the way the stairs were built was making it difficult for me to climb. We got into a room and there many guys in the room. I joked with some and recognised some as fellow corps members. Remebering how I was regarded by some of these guys during my service year, I beat my chest and said "yes, you are looking at me. It's me again, the Ikere witch".

Now in my father's compound, I was picking some beads I swept out during house cleaning, I saw some old pictures of my sister, now married. I threatened I was going to burn them as well as other things I felt are old and and no longer useful. Someone like my mother warned me not to, knowing the kind of person my sister was and was likely to come asking for it if she found out. Looking up, I saw a dirty, fat madwoman approaching with her basket containing some rags and dirts. There were people sitting with my mother in the sitting room and they all encouraged me to carry away a sleeping child to avoid this madwoman stepping on it. But this sleeping child didn't look anything human. A naked doll with breasts and big buttocks. I took it into the house though. This madwoman threw her load into a ditch in our house, my mother got up immidiately and insisted she must carry back her load. She started removing her clothes too and was saying something. I clearly heard this " if I won't wear*she mentioned my name here...*will wear". She entered my mother's room and continued with what she was saying, my mother got a broom and started beating her with it. She too went to where we usually keep broom, got it and started fighting back my mother with it. I took up an umbrella and started hitting her with it. She turned to me and started beating me with bare hands ,as though she were playing, and saying something. I heard this "rear yam, rear cocoyam..." I started repeating and doing the same thing she was doing to me back to her.
Then I woke up, prayed, went back to bed and had more dreams.

1. In my father's compound were ripe african pears on the ground and I was cutting them with a cutlass when suddenly, they turned to fowls, both big and small, about nine or thereabout. I looked towards the gate and saw one of our in-laws. He was eating and discussing with someone. I wanted to go and greet him but changed my mind. I told myself that he had no reason to keep away from his in-laws besides, no one knew he was coming to visit therefore, he was supposed to coming in and greet his in-laws. He didn't enter though. I still went on cutting the fowls into halves while alive.

2. I was managing a shop whose owner, a classmate in secondary school, in reality is dead. Her younger sister came and we hugged and greeted. It was as if it was agreed that I manage this shop. I noticed I was wearing a wig inside out. I hid to wear it properly and asked her to comb it for me. And she did.

[gracefilled]

*since the death of this classmate of mine, I repeatedly have been seeing her in my dreams*

3. Some children were after me though we were playing. But they were trying to prick me with pins. So, I ran to my elder sister in the kitchen were she was cooking. Instead of beating the children, she got hold of a piece of white cloth one of them was holding and soiled it with red oil. I later visited these children and heard their mother screaming at whoever that soiled the piece of white cloth she gave to her child. I told her my sister did it. She kept on screaming. I started begging for her forgiveness on behalf of my sister. But she insisted she would not forgive. I told her my sister did so to defend me as her children were trying to prick me with pins. She said my sister's action was delibrate and wicked. And that it was the second time she was doing it. I kept on begging. She spread the cloth on a table and poured salt-like substance on it, trying to clean off the oil. I promised her I would buy her another piece if white cloth, she refused, I begged her to give it to me to wash that I would wash off the oil, she refused. I promised I would buy the bleach needed to wash off the oil, she smiled. I told her I was happy she smiled and was glad to have been forgiven. She said the smile didn't mean anything, I had nohing to contribute as far the white cloth was concerned and that she wasn't sure if she had forgiven. I wanted to scold for having such an unforgiving heart but changed my mind and quietly left her.

4. In a gathering, I was among a group of girls selected to dance. We were all in our dancing attire but I was the only one bare-chested. Just a piece of wrapper round my waist only. I was among the third group. At first I was reluctant but later joined. I didn't understand the dance and didn't know how to dance it. I just played along. The dance suddenly stopped and masquareds started chasing everybody, we the girls ran to a heap of sand and I noticed a big hole in the sand. It was as if the sand was used as cover up. We were actually standing 'on' a deep pit. I quietly left the girls to avoid being pushed into the hole. One of the members of the masquared came after me with something like pipes, aimed them at me and said something. And I heard "you especially". He threw one of the pipes at me but I didn't know if it touched me. I jus kept on running and laughing at the man till I got to a place I found difficult to cross.

I sincerely apologise for the lenght of these dreams.