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Aug 2015
We fought and we struggled
He  has struggled with an infection for long
He has prayed over an infection for long
Including long days of fast and intense prayers

He always wonders if the creator ever taught of him
If the creator ever taught of releasing him from this infirmity
But he never gave up to his faith until his last dream
A dream of hope through an intense struggle

But one may ask, what kind of dream?
What kind of dream will release a man of a great infirmity?
In his dream, he saw himself with an angel
An angel so hard to describe

Maybe he was the angel of healing
Maybe he was an angel of war
He wandered whom this creature was
Because he has  never seen a kind like this before

His countenance was like that of a warrior
He looked like one who was in a hurry
He had strong wings to fly
And his face was hard to describe

How did I know? Because he struggled with him
How did I know? Because he fought with him
This was a fight of redemption
This was a fight to regain his all in all

Just as Jacob struggled with the angel until he gained victory
And so we fought until he said you can use the ....... water
He pursued to ask who are you?
Are you the angel Raphael? he said no


He asked because he read an angel was in charge of healing
Who are you then?
Then he said I cannot bid you my name
For they know not that I am here

Then, tell the angel that I need to meet Him
So he took me for a tour
A tour that I saw many things like an accident with people screaming
A tour, perhaps to visit another mission

We landed on his second mission, then he vanished
I then woke up from the dream with half smile and of half curiosity
Curious because I could not recall the kind of water for my healing
Happy because I struggled hard with an angel and gained victory

My struggle was not vain
Your struggle should not be left unattended to
Never give up because healing come in different ways
Keep up the fight for you will gain victory one day

SO HE SAID, THERE IS ONLY ONE TRUE HEALING. FROM GOD (THE CREATOR) HIMSELF
WE FIGHT WE STRUGGLE AND WE FIGHT FOR THE GOOD 5:52 PM 8/16/2015OF MANKIND
Raphael Opare Larbi
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Raphael Opare Larbi  Koforidua
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