I am Olatunde.
Pronounced:
Ola--like HELLO in Spanish. TOON--like CARTOON. DAY--like FriDAY." ola-TOON-day!!
I am a son of God the Father, brother of God the Son, slave of God the Spirit, the Breath of God, the Wind of God.
My purpose is to go wherever the Spirit of God leads me for his honor,
even if he leads me to my death.
Wherever He is, I am.
Wherever I am, He is.
If you have met me, you have met the Spirit of God in me.
I and the Spirit are one.
God lives inside of me, living inside my body, flowing in the blood of my typing fingertips.
I wrote two books and many blogs in three titles. Read all of them or none of them, because all of them are in these words!
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Day one:
Self-centered passion took me by the throat and choked me. Before my last breath and meeting with death, I said, "I believe Jesus Christ is the Son of God and that He died for my sins."
Self-centered passion took me by the throat and choked me. Before my last breath and meeting with death, I said, "I believe Jesus Christ is the Son of God and that He died for my sins."
Sin released me and evaporated. God's Spirit covered me like a blanket.
Day two:
I gave up. My first wife left me. My dream left with her. I raised my hands and said to The Spirit, "I'LL FOLLOW YOU WHEREVER YOU LEAD ME." An invisible power moved my hands. They moved in circles. I moved with them. Chi moved my body. My will and body yielded to chi.
I gave up. My first wife left me. My dream left with her. I raised my hands and said to The Spirit, "I'LL FOLLOW YOU WHEREVER YOU LEAD ME." An invisible power moved my hands. They moved in circles. I moved with them. Chi moved my body. My will and body yielded to chi.
Day three:
Satan stood veiled in cloud in my living room.
Satan stood veiled in cloud in my living room.
"What do I do?"
"Pray," my brother said on the other side of the door.
"Pray," my brother said on the other side of the door.
"Jesus, I can't handle Satan. Please help me."
Peace. Stillness. Fearlessness became my new name. I roared a new language, a proclamation to Satan and all demons: I AM THE SPIRIT'S SLAVE. TO HIM ALONE I YIELD.
Day Four:
"What makes followers of Christ so powerless?" I asked my brother.
"Power comes from God's Spirit. It manifested in a new language with the first followers of Christ. It manifests today in the same way. Ask God's Spirit to fill you. Thank Him for doing it. Open your mouth and speak."
I asked God. I thanked God. I spoke a spiritual language from God.
Day Five:
I sang in a language received from heaven. I then heard words from earth, these words from earth:
"I AM WITH YOU."
As it was and is written by David, a man after God's own heart,
"The Spirit of the Lord spoke by me and His word was on my tongue."
God spoke through
and speaks through
my mind and my mouth.
Being one with the Spirit,
my mind and mouth are His.
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