Tuesday, 2 September 2014

.. Obama Hospitalized, African President Kidnapped, Nigerian Big Shot Killed – New TB Joshua Prophecies








From: <eCruzi>


Obama Hospitalized, African President Kidnapped, Nigerian Big Shot Killed – New TB Joshua Prophecies

Some reports have attributed the prophecies below to Prophet TB Joshua. The dateline on these prophecies is August 31st, 2014:

"Pray for the whole world and pray for your country. Concerning Nigeria, last time I was talking that, they should pray for a Nigerian big shot. Because I'm seeing these people beginning to target them.I said it in January, You saw what happened. This is another plan now, a very big big shot should not be attacked by these people, because it will result to death and that can cause crises in this country. They are looking for avenue to cause conflict amoung the region but I'm seeing in the spirit that they want to attack a very big big shot.

They have stopped it for sometime but they are starting the plan again,and when it happens it will cause political crises.

Remember the passenger plane in that region (Russia) and the one I am talking about in Nigeria. Pray….

Pray for Southern Africa.They want to get rid of a president in that region which I'm not permitted to mention. A president will be kidnapped. Don't mis-quote me like I said last January,but quote this, I'm seeing militants,interested in embarrassing the president, either they kill him or kidnap him. They are still on in that plan. If prayer is not offered well, they will succeed. God showed me the president but I don't want to put any country into pandemonium. Pray for them. Particularly Kenya as a nation. Pray for them.
The nation Poland, there will be crises there. It will start any moment from now .

Pray for the president Obama. I'm seeing him being rushed to the hospital but he will get over it. He should be careful of operation. Write it down and mark it. Pray so that when he is rushed to the hospital,they should be careful of the kind of operation they will do. He only needs rest but these scientists like to do everything. There is nothing we can do about it,he will be rushed. "

Special note from the owner of this blog....i dont really believe TB Joshua said this.....ecruz seems to believe it though

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 The Whiteman's school was called St. Aquinas primary school and it was situated in town. It was Garba's first time in the town. He was surprised to see houses that were different from the mud and thatched huts in his village. The houses were built with blocks and were well - aligned. The school was built with both blocks and planks. It was on a hill. The Whiteman handed them over to another Whiteman whom he introduced as Mr. Jacobs. A black native was interpreting whatever the white men wanted them to hear. "Mr. Jacobs is your head teacher. He is also the boarding house master. You must see him as your parent here. He will discipline you if you misbehave here. So you all must be of good behaviour,' the Whiteman said as he handed them over to Mr. Jacobs. "Follow me," Mr. Jacobs said. They followed him into a house. The house was very neat and there were many bunk beds with thin mattresses. The black interpreter was with them. Mr. Jacobs turned to them. Garba thought he preferred the Whiteman who had brought them from Dogongari because he was friendlier and nicer. "What is your name? I want your full names," he said. "Adamu Shalt," the first boy replied. "Kaita Maigoro," the second boy said. When it got to Garba's turn, he lost his tongue. "What is your name," Mr. Jacobs barked. "Garba Dandogo," Garba stammered. When the introduction was finished, Mr. Jacob began to address them. "This is where you will he staying. It's your hostel, it was provided by the church for those of you from the hinterlands. You will do well to maintain it and keep it clean," Mr. Jacobs said. He assigned them each to their beds. Garba was on the lower bunk. He had never slept on such a bed before. At home he only slept on a mat spread on the floor of his mother's hut. He sat gingerly on the bed and as soon as he did, he heard a creaking sound of spring expanding under his weight. Quickly, he jumped up in horror. The interpreter laughed. Mr. Jacobs considered him grimly for a moment. "What's the problem, boy?" "I heard a sound in the bed," Garba explained after the native had interpreted to him. Mr. Jacobs frowned. TO BE CONTINUED TOMORROW....PLEASE VISIT OUR BLOG AGAIN TOMORROW FOR A CONTINUATION OF THIS AMAZING STORY!}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}



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