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I want to tell you about the day a man handed me a “spiritual” gift which opened a door I could not close. It looked like a blessing, but It was a trap. It was not money. It was not a car. It was a small thing, a simple shiny object, and when he placed it in my hands he smiled and told me it would bless me. He said it would open doors for me, protect me, lift me above other men. And I believed him. I was honoured, even. I thanked him, and I carried that gift home with pride, and I placed it in my house. I did not know what I had just done. From that day, my life changed. The money came, more than I could explain. The doors opened, just as he promised. To everyone watching me, I looked like the most blessed man alive. But something else came with that gift. Something that moved quietly in the dark. Something I could not tell a single soul about. And slowly, it began to take from me everything the gift pretended to give. That small object was the beginning of my captivity. And here is the part that still shakes me. I accepted it freely. No one forced me. I said thank you. I carried it into my own home with my own two hands. And in the world you cannot see, that one small
I want to tell you about the day a man handed me a “spiritual” gift which opened a door I could not close. It looked like a blessing, but It was a trap. It was not money. It was not a car. It was a small thing, a simple shiny object, and when he placed it in my hands he smiled and told me it would bless me. He said it would open doors for me, protect me, lift me above other men. And I believed him. I was honoured, even. I thanked him, and I carried that gift home with pride, and I placed it in my house. I did not know what I had just done. From that day, my life changed. The money came, more than I could explain. The doors opened, just as he promised. To everyone watching me, I looked like the most blessed man alive. But something else came with that gift. Something that moved quietly in the dark. Something I could not tell a single soul about. And slowly, it began to take from me everything the gift pretended to give. That small object was the beginning of my captivity. And here is the part that still shakes me. I accepted it freely. No one forced me. I said thank you. I carried it into my own home with my own two hands. And in the world you cannot see, that one small "yes" opened a door that would not close again just because I wished it to. I am not going to tell you here what that gift was, or what it did to me, or how it followed me even into my sleep. That belongs in the book, told from the beginning, the way it truly happened. But hear this one warning, even if you never read another word I write. Be very careful of the spiritual items you receive. The anointing water. The anointing oil. The anointed bracelet. The anointed sticker for your car. The anointed handkerchief. The wristband, the pen, the stone, the blessed cloth. They hand these things to you in the name of God, and you carry them home believing you are being blessed. But not every anointing comes from Heaven. Some of these items are not gifts at all. They are doors. And the moment you receive one, you may be handing the key of your life to a power you cannot see, and whose true source you have never tested. And hear me even more carefully on this one, because it is one of the most dangerous of all. Be very careful of the prophet who gives you the very clothes he has worn, or his own shoes, and tells you to put them on so that his anointing can rest on you. Be careful of the man who calls you his son and dresses you in his garments to "transfer" what is on his life onto yours. Beloved, understand what is really happening in the realm of the spirit when you wear another man's covering. You are not only receiving his anointing. You are receiving whatever that anointing is truly joined to. And if you do not know the source of his power, you have just invited it to come and rest on you. So before you accept one more anointed item, one more blessed cloth, one more pair of a prophet's shoes, go and read the story of the gift I accepted. Then look around your own house, and at the things you have collected over the years in the name of blessing, with new eyes. Some of you are going to find something you need to throw away tonight. 📖 I Was One of Them.

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