Dynamo

I share a testimony of the wonders of God, some of you here will come with empty words to cancel me or the testimony.

You think too highly of yourself. You don’t matter

Your opinion doesn't count

Your words are weightless and insignificant.

When I read you, I only see the void in you.

Your fathers did worse than that. 

When I was starting out in 2016/2017, They said all I had was zeal without knowledge. 

They rostered me out of ministrations so that I didn’t have access to the podium on Sundays.

They said my claims were too bold. They said they believed in God, they believed in miracles but they just didn’t believe the miracles could happen through me.

I was to them unworthy of the grace Christ bestows upon His anointed ones.

They held meetings with me as the subject. A lot of phone calls and clandestine engagements. They frustrated every move I made to fulfil destiny. 

He is too full of himself they said. He is not humble enough. God does not use a man who has not been thoroughly broken.

I remember praying for a mad woman in their presence on a Sunday morning at Ogudu and healing the woman (during Sunday School). When I was done, I was called aside and rebuked for disrupting Sunday School time with my antics. 

I remember healing a minstrel who slumped after praise and worship on Sunday. She managed to leave the altar and then she slumped in the children’s church. A minister sent me a note asking me to come urgently. 

I went to the children church and found the sister gasping for breath. I took off my jacket immediately and laid hands on her. She recovered within ten minutes. 

When they saw us, they shouted, "You are a bad example, what are you doing in the children's church while service is going on? And the youths are all here with you and you call yourself a minister!"

They didn’t see the miracle and the fact that a life was saved. All they found was fault. 

Their minds were trained to see evil and revel in unbelief. Yet they are believers,

Self-acclaimed elders! 

There were several women waiting on the Lord in the church for the fruit of the womb. 

I started a 30 minutes prayer meeting after service because they wouldn’t let me minister during church service. 

They didn’t know people would wait or attend. People did. 

Those waiting got pregnant! All seven of them within four months. 

Guess what was done by the authorities after?

They shut down the 30 minutes prayer. 

I was invited to Ghana to minister. I took permission and it was approved. When I got back to church the following Sunday. During the fresh anointing prayer, I heard the minister saying, "Those who went to Ghana to collect strange power, Father expose them."

I wanted to turn back from the entrance when I heard it. My brother, Bukola Adewuyi said "Where are you going brother Gbenga?"

I said, "I don’t think it is safe for me to come to church today. 

He said, "Go into the church sir, this is your Father's house."

The Kingdom of Jesus has given me only joy. But the church has caused me to weep bitterly several nights. 

I remember crying from Ogudu to Magodo while driving because I was called into a meeting and torn to pieces by some leaders just because I wanted to hold a Supernatural conference in 2019. 

They said I was holding a ministry in a ministry. By that time, they couldn’t deny the miracles again so they went for technical attack. 

It was terrible. I was praying for one of my sisters in the Lord who happened to be a child of one of them. The lady came to me asking me to pray for her. I didn’t want to but her life took a negative turn and she really needed help. Do you know what happened?

While we were praying together, her father walked up to the podium, snatched her from my hand and took her straight to the car in front of the whole church. I just stood there looking like spider man without his web. 

But the Glory of Zion is at work in me. I am His full expression.

Have you seen how my light in Christ has turned out?

It is surely better than theirs in every way. 

I was badgered and battered but I took comfort in my God.

They said there was no space at the top. He created a space for me. 

He sat me down among the Princes of heaven and among the Kings of the earth and proclaimed to every one of them: THIS IS MY SON, THE SON OF MY LOVE!

That was all that mattered.

I live for Jesus and I will share the testimonies of the wonders He is doing in my life without shame. 

He is all I know. 

So, you're welcome to feast of His grace like eagles or to feed on carcass like vultures.

What I know is this: You will become what you say as I will become what I say. 

I am doing greater works.

My timeline is full of the testimonies of His grace at work in me. 

What is your timeline full of?

Politics?

Insults?

Christ is the joy of my life.

Can you see it? How I am raising glories for him every day?

Blessed be God!

Glory

-GSW-