In July, 2005. I heard the Lord said to me son, go to my servant, Bishop David Oyedepo. So I set out from my Ibadan house to Sango-Ota. And after the Sunday service, I joined the church members that would normally line up outside the church for a touch by Papa. Interestingly, Papa laid hands on all the people that lined up and when he got to me he was stopped by one of the members of the security team apparently because he has to move to other assignment and in fulfillment of God’s agenda that the encounter with him must be personal and not collective. I was later informed that Papa’s next destination point from Faith Tabernacle on this fateful day is Covenant University.
I quickly ran to the car pack and drove after his convoy to attend the service. Sequel to the service, I tried getting close to him for a special touch but was denied by the “over-zealous” security team and off they guarded Papa to his car. And again, like blind the Bartimeaus, I shouted Papa in my heart and suddenly his car stopped and the window rolled down and Papa beckoned to me. Whoa! I ran with so much joy to the car with smiles and He stretched forth his right hand from the car to my head and made some prophetic declarations. And my second encounter riding on prophetic wings was established!
“Lift up your two hands to heaven and give Him praise”. Remain ever blessed.