My trip to Nigeria
I was on the trip with my best friend and her family, we were going for a wedding and vacation. I was super excited because it was my first time visiting the mother land and I heard so much about it.
Prior to us leaving my friend told me that the pastor her mom had been speaking to that told her mom months ago about bad relationship my friend was in, lived out there. Because I was in such a vulnerable space after the abortion I was open to seeing and talking to this pastor who seems to have a level of insight. I was most looking forward to what that experience would be like for me.
My trip in Nigeria was great for the most part, I learned so much about the culture and the people. My parents are from the caribbean so I was familiar with some of the living conditions there from being exposed as a child. Though the Caribbean and Africa still have there own distinct differences, they still have similarities. I’ll also say that the continent is NOT only poor, they have Mansions there as well and different levels of living just like anywhere else. So lets just put an end to the belief that theres only poor kids in Africa and its just a big jungle, so not true.
First Encounter
We were driving back from the village and it was a long trip. I fell asleep and my body fell into sleep paralysis. Now I have had sleep paralysis before but never accompanied by visuals. This time I was awake but I had a vision of a witch sitting in the village with a pipe placed in my mouth with water constantly flowing like she was trying to drown me. I tired to fight it but it wouldn’t stop. The witch was dressed in black and she had such a wicked smile on her face. Finally when I was able to regain control over my body again I woke up gasping for air. I tried waking up my best friend to tell her but it was as if I was alone on this one. I refused to go back to sleep because I was afraid it would happen again.
Second encounter
We arrived at the church in morning and the place seemed very still and quiet. On the inside of the church it was built like the old time greek days and murals on the walls and ceilings of the sky. It was nothing I expected, a couple people were lying down on the floor either asleep or meditating, I couldn’t tell. The pastor came out and told us to remove our shoes (I had no idea the symbolism in that, strike one). He wants to speak to the mother and sister first so they went in before me and my best friend. While waiting to be called in I became really nervous just thinking “how bizzar is this?” waiting patiently thinking of the things he would have to say I began to wonder.
Finally, he called us in and now it was all of us in the office. My best friend and I took turns talking, first she asked him about her life and concerns and he told her what he saw also instructing her on what to do. Then it was time for me, he didn’t have much to say outside of my questions. I asked him about my career and what path I should take between two companies and he said which one he thought. Then I went further and asked him about my sister who I was close to. He asked me to write her name down on a piece of paper, so I did just that. He took the paper and stared at it for a little while then told me everything he saw about her. It was literally like a sidekick reading. In the end he told me I should become more spiritual and he is going to help me.
When I got back to America we spoke via Whatapp and he began so send me instructions. He said you are to wake up at 2am and take a shower with a bucket of cold salt water and read these scripture. So my “smart” self followed the directions I was given. I would wake up scared out my socks and get into the shower with the bucket of cold salt water doing what I was told. The water was FREEZING, not sure what the heck I was doing. I would read the scripture and then call him when he instructed so that he could pray. He would say things like come back for your next assignment. After that first time I just knew it wasn’t something I really wanted to do, mainly because I did not understand it. Then I found out a couple days later that he told my best friends sister to do the same thing, she came asking if he told us the same thing. I told her yes.
It wasn’t until two weeks later after coming home from Nigeria I left to go on a trip to the Bahamas where everything was exposed and my life was changed and God revealed himself to me the REAL way.
How do I know he was a witch doctor?
He put himself in God positions giving assignment/rituals
bathing in salt water (research article)
he prophesied from another spirit other than god abuse of gift
Naomi will tell me more lol