Former Sex dealer Charlie Pee is now God’s healer

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When I was about 18 years old, I was commissioned to join a national census that brought me back to the village where my extended family lived. It’s here my health problems started after having been fed with something I suspect was from bad omen.

The next day, I had skin rush all over my body and even sleeping became difficult. After the week of duty at the village I went back to the Accra where I lived with my parents and siblings but the skin rush got so bad that I lost concentration in everything. It was only a matter of time before I even quit school. I could not do anything more than scratching my body from toes to head and the doctors couldn’t help. Later on, my family acquaintance fixed a place for me at the University without passing my entrance exams.

I came to Europe when the University where I was discovered that I was fixed into joining college when while my grades were not sufficient. I had to flee for my life. But on arriving in Europe after more than two years living with this skin nuisance, I did not have skin problems anymore. “Waw”, I said, this was a great relief.

I did not know that there was more to come to this story. Life in Europe without income became unbearable and I went to handle in all sorts of things including alcohol, drugs and prostitution, I became the devil’s friend.

In my pub “The Fugees”, I got many people lost. Lost because I was the vehicle to all sorts of sins. A vehicle that drove God’s children to the house of the devil as if nothing was wrong. But God too had his own plans. My marriages broke down one after another and eventually I became sick, this time very, very sick. Nobody could imagine that I would ever survive, but here I am, reaching out to those women who’re in prostitution because of me to come out of it. “I am terribly sorry”.

My sickness this time around had no cure. I went to all medics in Europe, none could help. I went to Africa to try traditional medicine, none would help. My genitals were swollen and purse coming out of it, while bubbles were all over my private parts, bursting once in a while making it very difficult for me to put on trousers, let alone underwear. I was confined indoors for a long period of time. No wife and alone in Belgium.

After about 3 years, I felt better, so I rushed to Ghana to get married. I came back with my new wife and from nowhere, I became impotent. Totally lost. I didn’t know what to do and this time I thought I was going to die.

One day I saw Archbishop Deya on television with his miracle healings and I said “This is the man I gotta see”. So I packed up one weekend and traveled to London with a mission to meet Archbishop Gilbert Deya. I waited in the church after service and insisted that I had to see him and I did. After explaining all my problems, Gilbert Deya prayed for me intensively, chasing the demons out of my life and bam, I got back my manhood. Unbelievable but true. All my sicknesses were gone and its now close to two years, I am a very healthy man now.

Since meeting Deya, I dedicated my life to serving Jesus day and night, day after day and I tell you, my life is turned around now, so can yours. I read the bible from 6am and go to a full time Bible School and now I am an ordained pastor. Praise God I am alive and out of the devil’s den and thank God, the devil has lost a major ally. Now my main job is to get others out of the devil’s claws and even if it means out of the devil’s jaws, with God’s help, I will do it. I now have the power to heal, and I pray and fast so that I can prevail in God’s will.