A WORD TO WORD MESSAGE GIVEN FOR THE CLERGY BY THE LORD ON 23rd March, 2014

Tell the clergy to wash their garments in the waters of repentance. Tell them that they have lost the former glory and attained themselves a standard on the arena of servant-hood. Tell them that I am not a respecter of persons, and that I do not move with gabbling vessels who are unworthy of the course of servant-hood. Tell them to replace the Ichabod on their chests as most of them stand in the assembly of my people and without the Ichabod. Some of the clergy have covered their sins with the priestly garments they wear as they appear in-between the sheep and the people of the land. The clergy and the whole priesthood generation has lost its former glory. Let it be known to them that they will scamper on my ground of servant-hood in these attires that are draping with moisture from the sins they have committed before me. They array themselves as servants of the most high. They appear to serve the most high God who is the creator of heaven and earth, but no, they do not, for they cannot serve God and mammon, and I will not be mocked for the hour has come when the true servants must be seen and separated from the false and the disobedient sons of Aaron who walk with their Father's name on their foreheads but have nothing of that big name inside them. The clergy, most of the men and women in this nation serve while standing in between lines. They move, they walk, they shout, they sing, they talk, all in my name, but no, they do not serve me. They serve other gods. For I am God, and my name is Holy. I am He that walks on Holy ground and I am a jealous God. For the time has come that I must stand and speak in the midst of the turmoil and the crave for riches and honour that lie deep in the diaphram of servants on the ground of servanthood.

 A WORD TO WORD MESSAGE FROM THE LORD TO KENYA

(given on 9th March, 2014)

"Call for an assembly of servants on the step who will blow away the wind of the enemy in this nation for three (3) days. while the wailing women should have taken their positions on a brigadier step from place to place, who will pray for seven (7 )days."

...And i heard, "tell others about the logs as others join you on a satellite step." The logs began with a dream in which i saw a tree, long and short, it looked like a forest. On its ground was grass and on the grass i saw chunks or rather pieces of wood which seemed to have been lying just there until they had began to be covered by moss. I could see many of them. I woke up thinking it was only but a dream, little did i know that this was the beginning of an assignment though, by and by, i had been hearing messages and taking them to the individuals concerned, and now after the dream, things began to take a different course. My life came to a downward trend. I do remember that God sent his messenger to me saying that he is going to take me down to the last step with an illustration of a rental house in Ngong. Telling the messenger to show me the stairs that he would take me down to the last step just like i go down to the last step on my way out of the rental house and that he, the same God would hold my hand and lift me up again. And so it happened. I and my children went down to the last step. It was then that i began to seek the Lord in prayer and fasting, long dry fasts until one day i heard Him say as i slept, "I want you to go out and gather the logs to rekindle the fire of prayer. I will help you to gather the logs." From this message, the Lord directed me more. One day i heard..."Go to Loresho, near the post office." I had never been to Loresho. After sometime, i boarded a matatu to town, then walked to Hilton stage and asked a conductor, wapi stage ya Loresho? I was told to go to odeon cinema, which i did. You cannot imagine that the directed post office is now a training center So i learned, the Lord gave me its original name and off i went from the second matatu walking towards the gate, to the beautifully built houses of Loresho. Oh these houses are so beautiful, i thought and especially now that i am in a badly situated single room in Kayole, I continued to calculate and decided to get on to find out more about Loresho. Skipping hurriedly i found myself knocking at one gate. Here bells do the calling, i said, as i noticed one by the side of the high wall which i pressed and a watchman came. He led me to the house. I found a kind mother who offered me some juice. I asked her how much was the rent. I told her briefly how i had heard about logs anyway showing more interest on house renting. But as i rushed to the next gate i clearly heard the Lord. Dear God's people, praise our almighty creator of heaven and earth. Allow me to tell you what i heard after opening the blog with the help of a servant in Nairobi. And i heard when i woke up this morning..."Tell them of how your steps of servanthood have been barred by lack of servants who should be walking with you. Tell them that i need available people who will help you to call for an assembly when i command. Tell them to help you walk the next mile. I am the Lord, i give instructions.Isaiah 1."