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THE WRITER'S ENCOUNTER WITH THE CREATOR By: Oluwajimi.J.Thorpe






 O my CREATOR, you are Adonai, Sother, Emanuel, Ehic, Tetragramaton, Ayscher, Jehova, Zeboath, the Lord of Hosts, of Heaven and the Earth
Adonai, E El, Zeboath, Jebaouha, Jehovah, E El, Chad, TetragramatonChaddai, Channaniah, al Elyon, Chaye, Ayscher, AdoyahZawah, Tetragramaton, Awiel, Adoyah, Chay, Yechal, Kanus, Emmet. 

  Eheye, Ayscher, Jehel, Yazliah, Ellion. Sum qui sum ab aeterno in aeternum, thou my servant
open thou thine ears, hear the voice of thy God. Through me Jehovah, Aglai, the God of heaven and earth, I will also give thee might, power and wisdom, to rule over the spirits of heaven and hell.

 I told my creator i am confused, what is happening to me, the CREATOR asked me what i wanted and i told HIM i wanted HIM to fight my battles for me and grant to me wisdom in everything i do.

 From that day HE fought for me, HE gave me battalions of soldiers under my command spiritually, HE said HE will fight for me if only i will give HIM my heart O MY CREATOR you are ADONAI,ELOHIM,EL.EHEIEH,ASHER EHEIEH,PRINCE OF PRINCES,EXISTENCE OF EXISTENCES.

  My creator gave me wisdom but he told me that, if i wanted wisdom i must do what i hated most (writing) i asked him WHY and he told me that its only wise men that make use of BOOK AND PEN, my CREATOR said "THE BOOK AND PEN COMMANDS POWER AND ONLY WISE MEN USE THEM".

 I told him that i am disturbed, that i have never done this in my life, that its boring, i told him i have done a lot of things in my life that i am not proud of, that i have over three hundred incisions on my body, i told him i am not worthy of these, he then told me HE also receives sinful men, THAT HE DIDNT CREATE MEN TO BE PERFECT OR TO FIGHT FOR HIM.

 I asked the CREATOR that i had nothing to write about, HE told me that he will teach me how to write that i should just write what is on my mind, I then told HIM that i am scared, HE said "WHY has thou doubted ME all through", O my CREATOR i surrender my life to you, take control my God.

 HE then summoned the spirit made from water,wind,earth,clouds,solar vapors and fire and then commanded them to obey the writer and work for him, HE then commanded them to fight all his battles for him, he told them to bring pain who ever plans evil against the WRITER will suffer the wrath, the CREATOR commanded the third spirit that is of good nature, that his office is to declare things PAST and TO COME, and to discover all things HIDDEN OR LOST and OTHERS to work with the writer.

  From that day, i found my true love '' YOUR BOOK AND PEN WILL NEVER LIE TO YOU,IT WILL ALWAYS SHOW YOU WHAT WAS WRITTEN ON IT GENERATIONS TO COME''.

 O my book and pen, i am really sorry that it took me so long to love you, so long to listen to my calling, so long to give you a chance in my life, forgive me for I was only lost in this world (CONFUSED WORLD WITH VANITY) .

 O my love, my heart i promise to be with you forever, to love and care, even after earth in the other realm.

 Thank you my CREATOR for giving me the love of my life MY BOOK AND PEN.

  ©OJ Thorpe blog

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