Monthly Archives: December 2011

The Mirror


Only if we could  see ourselves as you see us

we only see through a dark window now

looking deeply into that time mirror

until we meet face to face behind the glass.

Let me see myself as your eyes see me

perfect in your sight because of your sacrifice.


whatever He says to you, do it!

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Whatever He Says To You, Do It
Monday, December 26, 2011 

Consider the present-day company that compares to those at Cana the day Jesus’ miracle ministry began; in the consideration we see modern examples of key players in the story. John 2

Mary, for example, was a catalyst. Her role set the stage when she spoke first to Jesus, then to the servants. Ultimately you could say Jesus followed her lead as did the servants Mary instructed simply “Whatever He says to you, do it.” Apparently she spoke with considerable authority or the servants would not have obeyed instructions from a woman since the culture then did not grant authority to a woman. And for the servants’ part, had they refused Mary’s instruction could the miracle have taken place? 

The lesson is obvious: Authority is discernible and produces visible fruit; authority speaks and someone responds accordingly. Rules, doctrine and cultures do not dictate Godly authority, at least not ultimately. God alone establishes authority through those He chooses. 

The Lord inhabits the lives of those available for the mission. He stirs their heart for divine purpose and speaks clearly to and thru them. His leading is neither complicated nor mystical and an obedient response is simply to discern His Spirit and honestly witness to His Truth. Philippians 2:13 

Whatever He says to you, do it! 


Prophetic Word for 2012

Prophetic word!!!

Year 2012 is almost here!!!

This is the year the Lord has been speaking to us long time ago.

We started the internet website ministry in 2005, and the Lord has been telling us about the 7years, from 2005-2012.


He told us that year 2012, is the year when we enter (shift) into God’s calendar (seasons), even if we know about His seasons or not.

 Year 2012 is a time when those who follow His calendar will eat the fruit of the land, and A time when we are being soaked in His showers of blessings, also being the same time to arise and shine.


As Christmas time is approaching, and since we are in the military system right now, warfare is increasing and the evil spirit of Nimrod  is beginning to oppress the people, but fear not! And do not lose heart, we just have to press on and keep on moving!



The greater the warfare, the greater the blessing. The enemy knows he is defeated and he is trying his level best to hinders God’s people from entering in to 2012.


He is destroying relationship, bringing poverty and attacks on people’s finances, strife, division, anger, sexual immorality and all sorts of attacks, so that he may make God’s people to doubt God’s promises and His existence.

We have to use these warfares as a stepping stone to our destiny!!!


Before David was made king, even his own followers (nearest warriors) wanted to stone him during the incident of Ziklag, people also wanted to stone Moses and some people even wanted to stone  Yeshua (Jesus Christ) too, but deeply it was just a warfare between God and the enemy, trying to hinder the people of God from entering into God’s blessings and His promised land.


So we all have to remember this, when we go through warfares, let us stay focused and more committed than ever before. The worst thing one can do in such a situation is to come against your spiritual covering and give up, rather be more radical and use your seed to bruise the enemy!


2012 is a year of opportunities and great favor for those who has tapped into His shower of blessings.


Yours Sincerly, Apostles Ngabo

The Days of Loss and the Cankerworn are over



Dec. 16, 2011

“I will repay you for the years the locusts have eaten–the great
locust and the young locust, the other locusts and the locust swarm–
my great army that I sent among you. Joe. 2:25

The days of loss and what the cankerworm has stolen are over. For you
are entering into a new season.  The days of what has been stolen are
coming to an end.  For even though there has been great loss, I can
fill the cup again.  Even though your supply has been lessened, it
will be replenished from my heavens above.  For the long hours of
great tribulations that have brought more than one season of intense
trials upon you, are coming to an end.

Yes difficult days are ahead, but days of restoration are also close
at hand.  For I have seen the plight of the widow and widower.  I have
seen how many of my people are living in abject poverty.  I watch and
see as the rich get richer, and the poor are left to fend for
themselves.  The world is racing towards judgment and yet, my heart
breaks for those who are in great need.  There is so much inequality
in the world today.  The children are left to and given the bread from
a lost generation.  I weep for those who are in need.  I weep for the
starving ones who are living in tents and in the desert.

The day will come when the weeping will cease.  The day will come when
the desert will bloom again.  I will feed my children beside streams
of living water.  Those who have added riches to riches will find
themselves in situations of great need.  For I was hungry and you fed
me not.  I was thirsty and you gave me no water.

But my own will be cared for.  Even though the pantry has run dry and
even though there is no bread, my storehouse will replenish you.
Remember that the widow’s jar of oil never ran out and she had enough
to sustain both her and her son through the days that were difficult
then.  And I tell you true, I can do the same in this hour as well.  “

Stephen Hanson

My First Christmas Adventure with Grandma


My First Christmas Adventure with Grandma

I remember my first Christmas adventure with Grandma. I was just a kid.

I remember tearing across town on my bike to visit her on the day my big sister dropped the bomb: “There is no Santa Claus,” she jeered. “Even dummies know that!”

My Grandma was not the gushy kind, never had been. I fled to her that day because I knew she would be straight with me. I knew Grandma always told the truth, and I knew that the truth always went down a whole lot easier when swallowed with one of her “world-famous” cinnamon buns. I knew they were world-famous, because Grandma said so. It had to be true.

Grandma was home, and the buns were still warm. Between bites, I told her everything. She was ready for me. “No Santa Claus?” she snorted….”Ridiculous! Don’t believe it. That rumor has been going around for years, and it makes me mad, plain mad!! Now, put on your coat, and let’s go.”

“Go? Go where, Grandma?” I asked. I hadn’t even finished my second world-famous cinnamon bun. “Where” turned out to be Kerby’s General Store, the one store in town that had a little bit of just about everything. As we walked through its doors, Grandma handed me ten dollars. That was a bundle in those days. “Take this money,” she said, “and buy something for someone who needs it. I’ll wait for you in the car.” Then she turned and walked out of Kerby’s.

I was only eight years old. I’d often gone shopping with my mother, but never had I shopped for anything all by myself. The store seemed big and crowded, full of people scrambling to finish their Christmas shopping.

For a few moments I just stood there, confused, clutching that ten-dollar bill, wondering what to buy, and who on earth to buy it for.

I thought of everybody I knew: my family, my friends, my neighbors, the kids at school, the people who went to my church.

I was just about thought out, when I suddenly thought of Bobby Decker. He was a kid with bad breath and messy hair, and he sat right behind me in Mrs. Pollock’s grade-two class. Bobby Decker didn’t have a coat. I knew that because he never went out to recess during the winter. His mother always wrote a note, telling the teacher that he had a cough, but all we kids knew that Bobby Decker didn’t have a cough; he didn’t have a good coat. I fingered the ten-dollar bill with growing excitement. I would buy Bobby Decker a coat!

The Gold Wrapping Paper


Once upon a time many years ago, there was a gruff man who worked very hard just to keep food on the table for his wife and children. This particular year just days before Christmas, he punished his little five-year-old daughter after learning that she had used up the family’s only roll of expensive gold wrapping paper.

As money was so tight, he became even more upset when on Christmas Eve he saw that the child had used all of the expensive gold paper just to decorate one large shoebox she had put under the Christmas tree. He also wondered where she had gotten the money to buy whatever was in the shoebox.

Nevertheless, the next morning the little girl, filled with excitement, brought the gift box to her father and said, “This is for you, Daddy!”

As he opened the box, the father was embarrassed by his earlier overreaction, now regretting how he had punished her.

But when he opened the shoebox, he found it was empty and again his anger flared. “Don’t you know, young lady,” he said harshly, “when you give someone a present, there’s supposed to be something inside the package!”

The little girl looked up at him with sad tears rolling from her eyes and whispered: “Daddy, it’s not empty. I blew kisses into it until it was all full.”

The father was crushed. He fell on his knees and put his arms around his precious little girl. He begged her to forgive him for his unnecessary anger.

An accident took the life of the child only a short time later. It is told that the father kept this little gold box by his bed for all the years of his life. Whenever he was discouraged or faced difficult problems, he would open the box, take out an imaginary kiss, and remember the love of this beautiful child who had put it there.

In a very real sense, each of us has been given an invisible golden box filled with unconditional love and kisses from our children, family, friends and God. There is no more precious possession anyone could hold.