TESTIMONIES THAT WILL CHANGE YOUR LIFE
Early last year during acute fuel scarcity, I tried getting fuel to power my generator but couldn’t, I was so
troubled because I had my children’s school uniforms not ironed, and no light either, I waited till about
10pm and decided to take the uniforms downstairs to air , at least to get it straightened a little.
Unfortunately I forgot to bring in the uniforms before going to bed, at about 2am, I was awaken by
sound of strong wind outside, indicating it wanted to rain, without even checking the time, I rushed
downstairs to get the uniforms, while I was getting the last shirt off the line, a very big bird, the size of
an eagle hit me behind, the bird fell to the floor, struggled to lift itself and flew away
I went back upstairs without any evil thought attached to the incident, I kept the cloths and returned
back to sleep, I then had this terrible dream, where I saw myself lying down on the floor and surrounded
by up to ten women who were naked, with bird limbs
Wondering where I was, the fattest among them who I presumed to be the leader asked after someone
she called TAZUS, the others chorused and pointed down at me that I did not allow her come for the
meeting, she was consumed by rage, she walked towards me with heavy steps and stepped on my
stomach and chest severally, the pains jolted me out of my sleep
Still without linking what happened earlier downstairs with the dream, I just said a casual prayer and
From that day on I was in torment for like 3 weeks, I noticed about the same time I had that dream
every night, I would be woken by that terrible pain that creeps from my chest down to my stomach
I battled with this and at a point I started losing my mind, if I walked on the street, something would
keep telling me I would go mad soon and I saw it happening
I thought I was actually suffering from a kind of bed disease, and thought of seeing a doctor to run some
tests, but certain things started unfolding that made me believe to an extent that it’s kind of something
spiritual, so I decided to talk and join my faith with someone in church to pray
Wanted to tell pastor, but remembered, he had always told us that witches are the least in the kingdom
of darkness and its laughable for any Christian to say she/he is being tormented by a witch, and aside
that, I was not really sure if there was a correlation between the bird strike, the dream and what I was
going through, I decided against it.
The attack increased, and I decided I needed to talk to someone about it, and I wanted someone from
TKH, not any other church, and there was this conviction within me that once I enter TKH, I would get
my deliverance, though how it was going to happen was something I couldn’t explain
Seated in my office thinking who to talk to when I get to church, because I had definitely ruled out
talking to pastor Lawrence and Josephine, I decided I was going to speak with deacon kabaku.
While still drowned in my thought, deacon kabbaku’s call came, asking after my well being, so I said that
must be a confirmation she is the one I should talk to
Now I was left with how to convince my husband to allow me go to TKH, so I planned cooking up some
lies, but fortunately for me, on that particular Wednesday he was stuck up in traffic on the island, so I
decided to sneak to church.
Immediately I took the first step out of the sitting room door, I tumbled down until I got downstairs, and
my knee was sprained so I could not go to church again, but I sat in the sitting room watching time and
deciding that if the pain subsided I would still go to church, but the more I waited, the more the pains
increased, but when it struck 8:30 pm about the time service usually ends, the pains just disappeared
like nothing happened
That was when it now dawned on me that I was in a serious battle, from that moment; I started
preparing myself in prayer to get to church on Sunday
That particular Sunday morning, I encountered challenges on the way getting to church, but I finally
made it, and right there at the door I was welcomed warmly like never before by that same deacon
kabaku and I just made up my mind to see her after service
Pastor mounted the pulpit, poured out some declarations which I tapped into, and he raised a song
“there is power in the blood of JESUS” He continued that song, and I noticed a strong flow of power in
church and also noticed I was swaying.
I wanted to fall, but was struggling with myself not to, because so many lies of the devil kept flashing
through my mind, I tried sitting down but could not.
The more pastor’s voice went louder, the more I heard the sound of chains breaking free, bird sounds all
around me running out of my body
And finally after so much struggle I crash landed on the floor and I was set free. Not by physical touch,
nor any contact, but by the declarations and worship song of Pastor Lawrence.
There is truly power in the blood of Jesus and in TKH
After experiencing much pain and repeated swellings on my neck for about a year plus, doctors
confirmed to me that I had a condition called ‘Lymph nodes’ which was affecting my throat and
neck. During one of our services in TKH, I came out to be prayed for, and miraculously, I received
my healing right there. I can now move my neck around and open my mouth wide without
feeling any pains at all. All glory to God-
I was deaf in one ear for about ten years and had to always strain to hear with the only
functioning one, until that special night of healing. I summoned courage to come out for healing
as others were trooping out. Right after hands were laid on me, I discovered the deaf ear
opened instantly and I could hear perfectly well without having to strain my ear. After 10 years
of deafness in one ear, God touched my ear! What more can I say, thank you God – Bello John
After relocating from Ikorodu to ogba, I went to God in prayer specifically for church where I could
worship God in spirit and in truth. That night, I dreamt that, I walked into a church where praise was
going on, I saw a brother with an afro hair-cut dancing with reckless abandon and behold, the heaven
opened and I saw God on the throne rose up from the exalted throne acknowledging the praise and
even dancing. That Sunday, stepping into the king’s Heritage for the first time, I saw the man, I saw in
my dream with exact cloth and afro dancing away and I looked up to heaven hoping to the see the
heaven open but my physical eyes did not see it, but I knew I was in a holy place. My family thoroughly
enjoyed the service that day.
The next Sunday as we were coming to church, we were lured into a church that we clearly had a bias
for and that was when we became trapped for two dry years in the said church. Life was literarily at a
standstill, I lost several brilliant opportunities. One of them was when a senior colleague, impressed with
my work promised to hand over all his files (works) to me having retired few months ago, and he even
assured me that one of the files is enough to make me in life, and he was going to hand me about 24
files in all! Sadly, the man died a day before he was to hand me those documents. Following that, armed
robbers busted my house and ripped us empty. Opportunity to be the head of corporate of a Federal
Government parastatal was also lost. The list was endless before God showed me I have been on my
own all these while and so I visited The kings’ Heritage again and my finance like a dead bone received
life that week like never before. Revelations followed in quick successions of what to do. My life
suddenly became reinvigorated, my career present several brilliant prospects.
At the king’s Heritage, the prospects always materialize no matter how flamboyant, and I have become a
‘sought after’ in my career. God showed me clearly that the key to my breakthrough is service and work
in the house of God and also made it clear that the work is not compared to the benefits that awaits me.
God has continued to restore back all the years that canker worms and caterpillars have eaten and I
know the difference of being in the right place where God approves (i.e.) The king’s Heritage Church
than being on my own.
To God be all the glory, honour and dominion.
Brother Femi Israel Adisa
Few years ago, I began feeling some unexplained pains on my shoulder that comes and goes, before long, I
started feeling numb on the left side of my body, and over time it affected my legs, I started limping, and had
little control of my legs, it was so bad that I started avoiding going out. I went to the hospital, did series of test
which God supernaturally and miraculously provided for financially, the doctors concluded that I had issues with
my spine and the only solution was surgery that had only about 50/50% of either being successful or not.
I ran to my father in the Lord, Pastor Lawrence Onochie who encouraged me to go for the surgery. Amid
intense prayers and support, to the glory of God the surgery was successful but the doctors said it will take
about 2 years for me to walk again and if I didn’t walk in 2 years,I might never be able to walk again and that I
might never be able to conceive and carry a child again.
I started recuperating very slowly, and on my first day in church after surgery (Still limping at this time), Pastor’s
message from the podium was so timely and seem like it was specially directed at me that Sunday morning, he
said that… “God sees the things that be not as though they were” and I went home with the confidence that I
will walk soon, and in fact I started seeing myself walking.
To the glory of God, I was able to walk perfectly well in 3months and even got pregnant in 8 months.
All glory be to God
My Mum will always tell me, “You are going to grow up one day and be like Paul in the
Bible” this message keeps ringing to my ear whenever I do something terrible. Deep within my heart I thought
that will be impossible because I have no traces of ‘Paul’ inside of me, Yes! I love worldly attention, earthly
things, I saw Christianity as something boring, no parties, no smoking, no drinking, no flirting around with girls, I
thought to myself how can someone like me live without all these? I was sucked deep into sin that I felt I was
an agent of the devil, and I would do anything without thinking twice about it, as I felt there was no
repercussion. I was involved in every kind of Evil.
Few years ago I came to Lagos to continue my satanic adventure,I wanted to be even more adventurous, but
just like Paul in the bible I was arrested by God just by attending a service in the kings Heritage .Was God
talking to me? Did anyone report me to Him? I asked myself different questions .I got so deep into the message
and realized I have been living for the devil all these while and I know where I would end up if I didn’t change
my ways. The message kept hitting me like Pastor was reading my history, but I knew that God is always
merciful and He is the God of ‘Second chance. I saw what I would become if I accepted God as my father.I
started realizing my identity, I was not made to roam about the streets aimlessly, but to spread the word of
God. I was made to make a difference and show my identity in Christ who died for me and paid for my sins.
Today with the Help of my Pastor (Pastor Lawrence Onochie) I now know who I am, I am a Royal priesthood ,
an offspring of God ,a seed of Abraham and I AM THE KINGS HERITAGE….I have seen the goodness of God
in my life, He has saved me from death many times, what more can I do but to give myself away so he can use
My Name Is Adeoba Paul aka Mc Mario the world will know me as a Man that dedicated his life to serve the
Lord.I face temptations now more than ever, but I know the Lord God of host has won the battle for me, He Has
Two years ago, I woke up one morning to discover that my breathing was not normal, my breathing was like ten
times faster than normal. I was feeling very weak and could no longer lift even a bucket of water and several
times I would go into shock from heavy noise. After series of medical examination, I was told that there was a
blockage in the valves that supplies blood to my heart, from then on, I literally started living on lots of drugs
and was told to make arrangement for a surgery outside the country while stressing that the chances of
surviving it was 50/50 percent.
On the last day of our fasting and prayer program for the beginning of the year, Pastor Lawrence Onochie called out
people with sickness to come out for prayers, and I came out. To the glory of God, I woke up the next morning feeling
very light and my breathing was normal, and for the first time in several months, I was able to lift up things over 20
kilograms and i was able to do all the things I could no longer do.
I went back to see my doctor some days later, and after series of thorough examination, he confirmed to me that I was
absolutely fine. I give God all the Glory and I thank God for the life of my Pastor who God is using to bring healing and
deliverance to so many lives.