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                                       I NEVER KNEW IT WAS KUMUYI
                                       THE MAN WHOM GOD SENT
 




My mother told me of a man without an old grey hair. She said, he luxuriate in sky scraping twilight zone. She said, his room are jam-pack with sacramental flower's. She said, he catnap(sleep) with fresh anointing on his tongue and had a huge souls and present continuous power's in his hands. She said, he is blameless and he wakes to see more days. She said, he longs for humble sincerity.

Inside his house are mansions of room and the frame of his window are rich in wreath.



Early at noon, I woke and seek for bread. A stranger came to me. She state's me a parables, and my eye's to see the Revelation of the end time.
    She cheered me up, and said, am guilty that I'd to think before I could see. My heart cry and cry until my knee's knelt to pray. She left my hand with Bible and she pull out bread from my hand. I look at the wall of my roof, and I saw the picture of kumuyi.
    


                                                              I saw him at the retreat, sitting at the palace of ecstasy with a large comfortable chair having a bottomless gear.
     My mother said, he was speaking with Andrew osagie. She said, he was speaking with Erison Daminabo. She said, he was speaking with Pastor Nkeruwem. She said, he was speaking with Pastor Walter. I doubted. But, she said, he was covered by heavenly Angel's.

  
He preaches in tears and he aim at saving the world. She said, when he was thence, grace followed him althrough. I  thought I was a fool and when I met him, my story change. 






        At dawn, my  dad prayed with us and went out. I, my sister and my mum were the only one left home. Though we enjoyed the breakfast, and suddenly, we heard a knock from the door. My mum ran into the kitchen, and I and my sister went into the room and hide under the veil. Next to the door was an unknown voice, and we didn't know if they were thief or Suleiman, until we heard a gun shot.
     My heart stiff and scared, and we'd no phone to communicate nor talk to our dad. We didn't know that, someone from outside had pushed the door open and so they came in.  From the veil, we saw all that'd happen, but, we couldn't talk. It strange thief anyway. They wore red mask and white gown.
      We stayed there until one had a quarrel, and he was asked to swear. Another man walk in, in black suit, woring red tie and had a thick white shoe on his leg. We thought, he came to free us, so we ran out.
         This men saw us coming and ran to popped me and my  sister up. They dug a huge grave beside our kitchen where my mum had been, and tried burying us. This man on black suit open up a book which we didn't know what it stand for, and call their attention . I was scared, thinking that he has a magical power, that he want to witch us.
     Unknowingly, he  made a statement that tortured their inner mind and that he arrested them as he did to Paul on his way to Damascus.  I was catnapping when those men drop us down, and knelt their knees on the floor of our roof, looking upward and confessing all they'd done, secretly.
      Our Father stepped in. We believe he's back from work. Seen the multitude of men in his house he became a screamer and started screaming. This man walk to him and said to him 'fear not, I came to save You'.
   My dad turn his eye's back and saw us crying, and we told him all that'd happen, and he felt pleased and fold his arm, and bow his head on the floor and worshiped him.

   In the twinkle of our eye's, those men gave all their weapon including their bullet to this man, and he call the police on phone. And when they'd arrive, he handed over the weapon to them. I and my dad call back  the man as he was about to live. We asked him what is his name. Suddenly, we heard the sound of a cock crewing, and he said to us, that he is
              'K U M U Y I'

My mum ran out from the kitchen and said.
             Kumuyi odoho ye obon.mi, ete, "Tie mi ke ubok nnasia, tutu nda mme asua fo nnim fi ke udorukot".

         Yak enyin Jehovah edi se ekomde ke emi ye ke
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  "Victoria's volition sounds deeply impressed at her sister's fashionistic character, even as Odesina gave her a sisterly kiss and got broke in tears, she wasn't shy telling her mum of her bizzare convoluted stories and how she flipped herself round the bed'.
Etche is back from retreat. It was her first time for her to partner with etisalat trainees convention. She wears blue velvet and her shoe weighs her six feet. She's holding her vacuum bonanza bag, with a pair of chewing stick on her left. She'd been smiling when Street passer's faced her and grin at her beauty. She's the mother of two children 'victoria's and odesina's.
  She comes home singing and crooning how etisalat had given her a welcome certificate, and still hoping to see her children again.
      At her entrance, she saw a man with a white gown sitting on an armchair and clicking finger on her children. She didn't know that, it was her husband. Her dad Mr ELF when she was young about eleven took her away from him. It was because, he pregnated her.
    The instincts of her's came to reality that every mother are never and can never be coward's, she must take and bare the consequences.
     He staggered to her like a drunken master, and like a pub crawl, and she said to him
             'young intelligent man, I can see that; you are wearing my daughter's glasses, and therefore seeming seriously. But, she confirmed him an owl'.
After she'd finish speaking, the man responded, and calleth her name first  'Etche'. She gasps back at him. So optional, who told you my name? The man started crying while speaking
             'Haven't you read about my history? I am the father to your children, and my name is Ibeh, I live with my mum here in ILaye.
She gasps after she'd heard the tone of his voice sounding familiar and think towards his conduct.
     She recognizes that he was the man who pregnated her when she was eleven, and that he was there to live and spend his time with her. Her old fashionistic, sybaritic lifestyle flushed away and she got her parental freedom. She embraces him and he lifted up his paw.
It's morning; Ibeh had gone to work, and Etche remains on bed sleeping because she's pooped down by yesterday labour, and her children are wake, and seeking for pizza. They were hungry and needed morning breakfast. Mr's Etche, still sleeping on bed had a dream of how she married a huge cockroach, and she reproduce and gave birth to a bunky pithon, and that she grew becoming a dictator, and the pithon ruin the land.
         Secondly, she'd a miscarriage of how she buried her children.
     Thirdly, she dream't of how she drank with her blanket and got snooze with cigarettes. This is twelve hour and yet she's unaware. Her children at the kitchen shouted and shouted and haven't heard her voice.
      Odesina and her sister plan of what to do, that will make her shed tears. So they did eat and went into the kitchen, pour out bucket of dark dust, and pour out one litter of kerosene. Odesina ran into the room and hide under her bed, and Victoria hit the drum thrice and light on the matches, and Mr's Etche heard the sound, and she woke up, and rushed into the kitchen and found two bodies burning as if it was Victoria and Odesina her daughter's, it was burning with great flame's. She sprinkle the kitchen with water mixed with foam and the fire stop. She stepped in, and saw only ashes in form of dust. She call's her children's name twice and heard not. She wept sore, calling on Omega. Omega was a native priest who delivers dead bone's, and woke spiritual being in them. It unfortunate, that, Omega had travelled twelve year's ago to a  strange land and haven't return.
    
   Victoria and Odesina heard her cry but chooses to be quiet. It was to teach her some parental lesson and her responsibility.
    Her husband come's home with his brown xalic car, with a bag of pizza, and had two packets of chin chin on his pocket, expecting to see his children, at least to welcome him. Rather, it was his wife 'Etche' crying, crying and crying. Her conscience disturbing her because she'd no excuse give, talk less of what to tell her husband. He walked up to her, cleaning her tears with his paw and having pity for her. He asked 'my wife' who did this to you? She yelled in pain's. 'I lost my two children' What? In annoyance, Ibeh went into his kitchen and saw what she had said. He flounced out, and took with himself a pair of knife rushing to kill her too. By now, Etche has left the house, and he knows where she is up to. He jumped into his car and went to fetch her. As he drove into Iseyin lanlate community, the spirit of killing her roses in sparrow. It has gone. He came down from his car and saw her sitting under Iseyin lanlate mango tree, he walked up to her and sit beside her. She feels the cool and love for him.  She can perceive his fragrance perfume spread all over his body, and she lay herself down on his lap, and her eye's closes to rest.
   After some time, he woke her up and took her hand into  his car and drove her home. Back in car, she's wake and she can breathe normally. Ibeh asked her, if she could provide him another child, and she vowed to him according to their tradition, two children is enough for her' this word make her to blabbed with Ibeh her husband to remarry again. Ibeh looks at her, and she presume it was okay, because her dream had change to a woman of death bone's.
  
      It surprises her, when Ibeh had open the door seen numbers of people both men and women jubilating and singing Acapella, and some playing drums, while some blowing flute and some other instruments. It was like her dream and her husband eye's too. Someone came to them and led them by the way to the podium. As they wanted to climb the podium, Ibeh and his wife saw Victoria  and Odesina alive and they shouted "CHINEKE"
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William Kumuyi



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 Friends there is a man making my life overly worthwhile, i was moved to share a brief history of this incredible man of God with you..... He is Pastor W.F Kumuyi, my father and my mentor.  
               Enjoy his glossy images  then go through his brief profile.


Pastor William Kumuyi
The General superintendent of Deeper Christian Life Ministry
Born William Folorunso Kumuyi
June 6, 1941
Erin-Ijesha, Osun State, Nigeria
Nationality Nigerian
Occupation Pastor, Author, Televangelist
Known for Holiness preaching
Website www.williamkumuyi.org
William Folorunso Kumuyi (born 6 June 1941)[1][2] is the founder and General Superintendent of the Deeper Life Bible Church situated at KM 42 on the busy Lagos-Ibadan Expressway, Nigeria. He is the author of several books.[3][4][5][6][7] In the early 1970s Kumuyi worked as an education lecturer at the University of Lagos.[8]

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Life

Pastor W.F Kumuyi was born into a Christian family in Erin-Ijesha, Osun State, Nigeria. He completed his secondary school education in 1961, and in 1962 started teaching mathematics at Mayflower School in Ikenne, Ogun-State, from where he proceeded to the University of Ibadan and in 1967 graduated with a first-class honours degree in mathematics.[9][10] He became a born-again Christian in April 1964.[11][12][13]
Kumuyi remarried in October 2010 in London, about 18 months after the death of his first wife, Abiodun Kumuyi whom he married in 1980.[14]
In April 2013, Kumuyi was named as one of the "500 most powerful people on the planet" and Deeper Christian Life Ministry named as "the World's largest Megachurch" by Foreign Policy magazine (FP).[15]

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  • Ojewale, Banji (6 June 2011). "Kumuyi: 70 years of sacrificial service". Nigerian Tribune. Ibadan, Nigeria. Retrieved 14 September 2012.

  • Iwuchukwu, Francis (13 August 2009). "Kumuyi Speaks For The People". AllAfrica.com. AllAfrica Global Media. Retrieved 27 February 2011.

  • Kumuyi, William (1997). The Lord's Prayer. Lion Hudson plc. ISBN 978-1-85424-370-6.

  • Kumuyi, William F. (1990). The Hour of Decision. Zoe Publishing. ISBN 978-2367-70-2.

  • Kumuyi, William (2009). Supernatural Supply in All Situations. Yorkshire Publishing. ISBN 978-0-88144-416-2.

  • Kumuyi, William F. The Truly Liberated Woman. Life Press. ISBN 978-978-2908-25-4.

  • Kumuyi, William F. Power As of Old. Zoe Pub. and Print. Co. ISBN 978-978-2367-23-5.

  • Koschorke, Klaus; Schjørring, Jens Holger (2005). African Identities and World Christianity in the Twentieth Century. Harrassowitz Verlag. p. 74. ISBN 3-447-05331-3.

  • "Kumuyi: tomorrow belongs to Africa". Farmington Hills, Michigan, USA: The Gale Group. 1 August 2006. Retrieved 27 February 2011.

  • Fasehun, McNezer (13 April 2009). "Of Private Jets and Lot's Wives". AllAfrica.com. AllAfrica Global Media. Retrieved 27 February 2011.

  • Ankomah, Baffour (1 October 2006). "This is Deeper Christian Life: an outsider's view through the eyes of Baffour Ankomah who travelled to four West African countries in August to see how the Deeper Life Bible Church is affecting lives.". Farmington Hills, Michigan, USA: The Gale Group. Retrieved 27 February 2011.

  • "Pastor Kumuyi Remarries". AllAfrica.com. AllAfrica Global Media. 31 October 2010. Retrieved 27 February 2011.

  • Ankomah, Baffour (1 October 2006). "I don't want anything fake". Farmington Hills, Michigan, USA: The Gale Group. Retrieved 27 February 2011.

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