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Welcome To Nigera Where Prayer Kills




Welcome to Nigeria, where prayer kills!

How a fully grown mature fool says their church forbids blood transfusion and therefore would rather allow their child or relative die than give them blood or allow blood transfusion to save their life.

How someone will be so hypnotized and delusional to believe this crap this golden age of enlightenment beats me!!!

It's beyond me

They would pray for the sick patient that needs blood, to be healed when the solution is blood transfusion

Sadly the Patient will die

I only feel sorry for the deceased when it's a baby

If it's a full grown adult with their faculties still intact, yet refuses blood because of a blind devotion to a false doctrine, I sip my wine and continue writing.

Gosh!!!

The worst fate that can befall a generation or a nation

Isn't poverty

Isn't corruption

Isn't even failed democracy

It's religion

A woman went to church to testify how God saved her husband in an accident that took the lives of 6 people

Can you beat that

Another is rejoicing because the entire house got burnt, all her documents, papers, certificates and even money were burnt, but the Bible wasn't burnt.

So she testifies!!!

Praise the Lord oooo...God is good!!!

Religion is the cancer that can never be cured with medicine or even prayer

Not even faith can cure religion

Only knowledge can

You don't pray for that kind of knowledge

You read for it

And, what an irony that the black continent are the custodians of the white man's religion

The white man really did us one this time around

They found the Perfect replacement for slavery

And Nigeria is the headquarters of it!

They are the guardians of myopicness

We pride in being Kings of ignorance and stupidity

How can you explain a woman who had her first child through CS and because she wanted to have the second one ''naturally''...She decided to go to church on the day of the delivery, not the hospital...

Las Las when situation became critical and God taught her that Divinity isn't moved by stupidity because he hates it too, she ran to the hospital and delivered through CS, again...lol

The poor child almost died by the way, had to be given oxygen to survive...

Already a victim of stupidity from birth.

All because the mother wanted to testify in church on Sunday.

If you think that is the worst

You haven't seen anything yet

Wait until it's your neighbor whose daughter's, sisters have been fucked by the pastor under the guise of deliverance and finally got pregnant

Now the father is crying and blaming himself for trusting the devil

The devil isn't to be blamed

That's not all

Wait...

I read another story

This time around, a single mother was having an affair with a prophet her son was very ill and so she confided in her prophet boyfriend who after much prayers told her the only way for her son to be healed is for him to sleep with her teenage daughters, two of them

16 and 19

Her son's case is spiritual, the prophet said...and her ex husband is responsible.

So the only solution is his holy anointed penis

So the woman went and badgered her teenage daughters into submission

Yes....

Uncle prophet slept with them several times

Until the 19 years old daughter got tired and ran and then when mummy realized her son wasn't getting better...

Her eyes opened, sense entered and she reported uncle prophet

Being a sharp guy, he escaped

Or maybe God revealed it to him...who knows how these things work.

I lost interest after he escaped, I didn't follow up the story to know if he was caught.

The son might probably die...or not.

But...*sipping my wine and writing*

Las Las we will be alright.

Welcome to Nigeria where prayer kills.




© Kingdavid Chinaeke Ofunne

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