I was told of a bomb explosion that happened earlier in the day.
A Dr. Braimah(?) was affected. He was a bushy-haired respectable PhD, I believe. He died.
He was a believer, and we gathered around mourning him. And then, suddenly, he came back to life! There was much rejoicing and praising God for this resurrection miracle.
Soon afterward, we realised that more bombs were being thrown at us. Yet I could see fleshly and gossipy Christians at a gathering caring little for their safety.
As I was escaping, I got into a muddy riverbed with a small stream of water. A bomb landed near me. But I was fervently praying sprinkling of The Blood of Jesus Christ on myself, and so the bomb didn’t explode.
Then, as I climbed up onto a road, a grenade was thrown at me, but it also didn’t explode! I then realised that I was particularly being targeted.
But I escaped unscathed.
Later, a fellowship was gathering together somewhere previously unknown to me. And I was sharing my miraculous escape with Dr. Braimah and other notable brethren such as the leadership of the fellowship.
I told them with fervent reverence and revelation, that I was preserved because I was praying sprinkling of The Blood of Jesus Christ on myself.
One of the fellowship leaders, a tall, affable Englishman (middle-aged), then quickly said to me with great interest and urgency: “Oh, would you share this with the fellowship then?” I readily agreed, humbly.
The fellowship must have numbered probably 100 to 200, or more people. But most of them were just rowdy, talking and talking! They were sharing food and doing small talk rather than giving any attention.
I mounted the stage and was trying to talk. First, I had 19 minutes, then 17, then it became NINE minutes, (representing the fruit of Spirit).
But the people were still disturbing and uncontrolled. And so I went among them, going from person to person and groups of persons, entreating them: “Please, stop talking, please stop talking. Please, I need to share this with us, the time is going; please…”
I was really very stern. And some looked offended that I was so direct with them like that. However, they kept quiet and ‘respected’ me, but probably resented me in their hearts.
I went back to the platform and started shouting with much fervor, preaching The Word, saying: “There is NO other way to come to The Father except by The Blood of Jesus Christ!
There is NO other way to come to The Throne of Grace except by The Blood of Jesus Christ!”
And I was just saying these things to get into the message. By this time, there was FIVE minutes left, (representing grace). Someone kept writing the reducing regulated time on a display board to my right.
As such, I was trying to talk quickly to cover the main points about praying sprinkling of The Blood of Jesus Christ.
And then, like Solomon, I “awoke; and indeed it had been a dream.” (1 Kings 3:15).
Whoa! I was so surprised that it was a dream. I laid on the bed to fit it all in, if you see what I mean.
For years now, I have been engaged in much meditating and praying, searching and seeking The LORD for more and more revelation and application of The Blood of Jesus Christ.
“….. elect according to the foreknowledge of God the Father, in sanctification of the Spirit, for obedience and sprinkling of the blood of Jesus Christ,” 1 Peter 1:2.
Then I started exclusively praying with 1 Peter 1:2 for over two years. Additionally, The LORD led me to, and gave me revelation as well as a dream of Hebrews 11:28: that Moses, by faith kept The Passover and the sprinkling of blood, lest the destroyer who destroyed the firstborn should touch them.
“By faith he kept the Passover and the sprinkling of blood, lest he who destroyed the firstborn should touch them,” Hebrews 11:28.
The destroyer was the death angel who killed the firstborn of the Egyptians but did not touch the firstborn of the children of Israel because they had the blood on their houses — on the lintel and the two door posts (the three blood splashes on the wood representing The Cross of Jesus Christ in prophecy).
And NOW, 1 Peter 1:2 declares to us, “elect according to the foreknowledge of God the Father, in sanctification of The Spirit, for obedience and sprinkling of The Blood of Jesus Christ”.
Thus, we ARE, we exist, we are chosen specifically for SPRINKLING of The Blood of Jesus Christ by the foreknowledge of God The Father.
God The Father has had it all purposed, planned and prepared for us to do: “obedience and sprinkling of The Blood of Jesus Christ” His Son at this very time before time began; before the foundation of the world.
We are chosen for obedience of Jesus Christ and sprinkling of The Blood of Jesus Christ. What a divine privilege and treasure!
There have never been, and there will never be any greater privilege and treasure. (See 1 Peter 1:10,11).
“Of this salvation the prophets have inquired and searched carefully, who prophesied of the grace that would come to you, searching what, or what manner of time, the Spirit of Christ who was in them was indicating when He testified beforehand the sufferings of Christ and the glories that would follow,” 1 Peter 1:10-11.
We are THE chosen generation. Let us “discern this time”, let us “discern the signs of the times.” (Luke 12:56; Matthew 16:3).
We must be like “the sons of Issachar who had understanding of the times, to know what Israel ought to do,” (1 Chronicles 12:32).
Let’s get all serious with sprinkling of The Blood of Jesus Christ to protect and preserve, and to provide for us in these evil days. How?
“The LORD Jesus Christ be with your spirit. Grace be with you. Amen.” 2 Timothy 4:22.
“Farewell” Acts 15:29.
~ Jacob Awagah
Jacob Awagah, an apostle of Jesus Christ by the will of God, according to the promise of life which is in Christ Jesus, (2 Timothy 1:1).
“And having been perfected, He became the author of eternal salvation to all who obey Him,” Hebrews 5:9.