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IT DOESN'T MATTER BY OLUWABUNMI AREGBESOLA




IT DOESN'T MATTER BY OLUWABUNMI AREGBESOLA 

This thing you have battled with for long and you keep on saying it doesn't matter will soon matter in a short while. 
You seem to be silent about it and you think you can get away with it. I hope it won't keep you from entering into the next level. You have struggled with it a lot, and each time it occurs to you that you are not safe, you ignore the matter and say life goes on.
I am sure you can't get away with it, you need to make a readjustment. 

Your time is short, stop postponing this matter. 
Why are you hiding from your Creator when He is omniscient? 
Do you think God is unaware that you still battle with secret sins? 


This 'it doesn't matter' attitude is totally out of it. 
God keeps coming to you through different means but you have decided to shut your ears. How long will you continue to ignore this matter? 


Though no man sees you but all things are naked before the sovereign God. 
Your ways are plain before Him. 
You keep indulging in secret sins yet you still handle the microphone. 


Are you not even afraid?
Which kind of message are you even passing across? 
Why will you continue to desecrate the altar? 
Why will you continue to run after shadows? 

Do you think you can get away with it? 
Please settle it with God and move on and let the devil be disgraced. 
The earlier the better for you. 
Mercy still speaks. Don't ignore this matter. 

Do you want God to possess your vessel? Then please repent of your evil ways. 
Stop giving the devil upper hand on your case. 
God is very much interested in you. 


Let all activities be stopped and face the real thing. 
Don't use activities to do a cover-up. 
At that end, what doesn't matter will matter but before it matters, please deal with the matter. 

Turn you at my reproof, behold I will pour out my spirit unto you, I will make known my words unto you. Proverbs 1:23

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