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Source officielle : https://www.philippekacou.org
This is the prayer that I, Prophet Kacou Philippe, I have addressed from my house, this Sunday morning April 7, 2019 to the Almighty God who appeared to me on April 24, 1993.
O Jehovah, God of my predecessors the prophets, You are the only God in the heavens, and you are the only God who rules over all the gods and nations of the earth. And in your hand are power and strength. You are the Holy of holies. You are the only One, You are the Almighty. You have called all things into existence by your Word.
For the redemption of mankind, You, the Almighty God, You came through a human body to Israel, You died in our place for our sins and You redeemed us. Of all men, You alone died, rose from the dead and ascended to heaven. And now, from generation to generation, You show yourself through men called prophets to claim our souls for eternal Life in You. You were pleased to reveal yourself in me so that I can be your messenger in this age of Laodicea.
You sent me to the Muslims, Christians, Hindus, Buddhists and Jews. You showed me that men would come to me from all the races, all the religions and all the languages of the earth and, behold, men came from everywhere. Even Indians, Muslims, Buddhists and people who never believed in God have believed in me. And more than the resurrection of a dead person, I have seen entire churches believe in me in one day and receive the baptism of the restitution that You revealed to me. And I have told them: Go into all the world, preach this good news of Matthew 25:6 to all the creation and make disciples of all the nations.
O God, I am your slave. I have never fasted for you to use me powerfully, it is You who created me and who knows what I am destined for. It is your will that must be done and not mine. My goal is not that You make my name great on the earth or that the whole world comes to me or that You give me to perform miracles and wonders, but I want to be saved with all those who follow me. You, my master and my God, bowing on the ground, I have thrown my hat at your feet. I was the blind man Bartimaeus whose eyes You opened on April 24, 1993. I come from Rikédiba. I am your slave, that is why I have never walked on wrappers spread out on the ground before me because I am the one who must be the stepping stone for the elect.
I have never accepted to walk on a red carpet and I do not want it. And those who bowed before me, I lifted them up and I have never accepted to be carried like a king because I am a slave. I will not have any money in the bank for myself, for my wife or for my children and my car will always be this old used car and my birthday will never be an event because I am a slave. The police have never guarded me because the Roman soldiers did not guard my master the Lord Jesus Christ.
Since 1993, because of your vision, my eyes have opened and I have known that the purpose of life on earth, it is paradise. I have never imitated a single one of all those on whom I have exercised your ju
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