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WE NEED A FRESH OUTPOURING BY TRAILBLAZER AREGBESOLA BUNMI




WE NEED A FRESH OUTPOURING BY TRAILBLAZER AREGBESOLA BUNMI


We are tired of recounting what God did through us several years ago without a proof of what He is doing through us now. We can't continue to attend programs and having nothing to show for it. How long shall we continue to struggle with having sweet communion with you? We need a fresh outpouring.

How irritable it is, seeing people engaging in sexual activities right in the same room with us. They even make use of our beds when we are not there. After all our tongues outburst, they don't feel anything when they mount our beds. Whereas, they are supposed to remain eternally separated once they come near us or our possessions due to your presence we carry. We need a fresh outpouring.

Waking up on our beds and muttering two minutes prayer is not worth it. We can't afford to continue to read the word like some other literature books. Studying the word should drive us into the place of prayer. A fresh revelation of your personality should be dawned on us when we pick our bibles to study. We need a fresh outpouring.

It is shameful sleeping in the same house with someone who has a familiar spirit and nothing happens. They even have the effrontery of carrying out their evil vices under the same roof with them. All we could do is to sleep and even snore on top. Whereas our presence in that house should render them restless and powerless. We need a fresh outpouring Lord.

Our encounters with you should be fresh at all times. We should be able to navigate the spirit realm. When there is a fresh outpouring, we shall be willing and obedient.

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