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    Shina Rambo is a former bandit who
    terrorised South-West Nigeria in the 1990s.
    After serving jail-time for his crimes, he was
    converted by an evangelist and became a
    Christian evangelical pastor. Shina Rambo
    now Mathew Oluwanifemi was a name that
    sent shivers down the spine of people who
    lived in the South West of Nigeria and even
    outside Nigeria, like Benin Republic and
    neighborhood, in the 1990s.
    He was a hardened criminal, a terror and
    killer, one whom men of the security agencies
    will never forget in a haste.
    A man mountain, towering about 6 ft 5inch,
    well built, dark skinned and sweltering eyes,
    he carried out his operations, like a movie, in
    the broad day light, with
    sophisticated weapons, and bullet belts and
    explosives strapped roundabout him. He
    specialized in robbing exotic cars on
    highways and robbing banks. Nothing could
    stop him, not even security operatives, he
    was totally invincible. He was Shina Rambo!
    He was born in the year 1958 to a military
    man who was a bad egg in the service. His
    father was from Abeokuta in Ogun state, but
    his mother was a native of Sabongida–Ora in
    Edo state. His father had over 18 wives, as
    was the norm for soldiers to impregnate
    virtually every woman they met where they
    were posted to. His father used his military
    influence to rob innocent citizens, and always
    brought huge amount of money home. This
    used to entice little Shina. He recalls, “I
    remembered when I was about 7 years old,
    my father came home with a lot of money,
    foreign currencies, with blood on it, and they
    were using something like a woman’s scarf to
    wipe it, then I asked him, is this an animal’s
    blood, or human blood? But he wouldn’t
    answer me, they were just drinking, smoking,
    and merry making.
    ”Shina was already indoctrinated into the
    underworld by his father at a tender age of 7
    without him knowing it, as he would sit in
    front of his son, to dismantle and assemble
    all sorts of weapons and then polishing them
    in preparation for an operation. This went on
    for so long till one day, little Shina, entered
    into his father’s room while he had stepped
    into the toilet, and saw a dismembered gun
    on the floor. He sat down in front of it, and
    bit by bit, he had assembled it effortlessly in
    no time at all. His father came out of the
    toilet, and saw his son, with a loaded gun in
    his hands. Shina flashed back and said,
    “That day my father was so disappointed,
    that he wanted to kill me, he grabbed the gun
    from my hand and shot straight at me, but I
    miraculously escaped out of the room. Then
    he waited for me to be less alert at night he
    came to my room with a machete and tried to
    behead me, but once again, I escaped, but
    the machete caught my left leg (he rolled up
    his trouser to show us the large scar, that
    made everyone sighed in pity). It cut me so
    deep I thought I was never going to walk
    That day I knew I had graduated, all that was
    left was to pull the trigger, and I was so
    eager. Shina Rambo became so notorious in
    no time, and was hell
    bent on succeeding in his career as an armed
    robber, that he went through any length to
    secure spiritual powers for fortification.
    To the extent of pounding over 27 live new
    born babies in the mortar with a pestle,
    cutting off about 100 human tongues and
    cooking them to eat, visiting the spiritual
    river called river of life in Ogoja, Cross Rivers
    State, living in an Iroko tree for days, and
    sleeping in the cemetery.
    He was given a spiritual wife who always
    followed him for any operation, she dressed
    like an Alhaja, people thought she was
    human, but she was a spirit, that was why
    they never saw her face. He said she was his
    personal driver, that she could drive from
    Nigeria to Cotonou, in the speed of light.
    Hear him. ”I was involved in so many rituals,
    that I can’t start naming them now, I was so
    powerful, I went underground, inside trees
    that looked like a city, a lot of beautiful
    houses inside the tree, I had my own too. I
    went into a river called River of life in Ogoja,
    where a lot of politicians and wealthy men
    used to come. I had several personalities, I
    could change my form whenever I wanted to,
    that’s why the police were busy killing
    innocent people, and thought they were
    killing Shina Rambo.
    The 9 herbalists that gave me that power, I
    became stronger than them, one day I went
    to their shrines, and killed all of them, so that
    they don’t reveal my secrets. I had too many
    powers; my spiritual wife could drive any car
    in this world or out of it, no police vehicle, or
    anyone for that matter, could ever chase and
    catch me during an operation. She was out of
    this world, and when she had completed her
    operation, they took her away from me. I
    could give anything to get powers, and the
    elders knew, so they also gave me anything I
    wanted. I once beheaded hundred men, and
    gave them the heads fresh, they were so
    happy with me that they made me invincible.
    No matter the kind of bullet you shot at me,
    it was just like pure water on my body. I
    could give anything to get power, but of all
    the things I did to get power,
    the one that still breaks my heart the most, is
    sleeping with my mother. My father is dead
    now, but my mother is still alive, and she
    lives with me she is 85 years old. Whenever I
    set my eyes on her, I just start crying. I can’t
    bear it.
    Shina Rambo was a raging terror, he was
    infallibly dangerous, the police dreaded him,
    both in Nigeria, and Benin Republic, his place
    of interest for business. He would go to
    police stations, in broad daylight and kill
    every policeman there, drive to check points
    and open fire on every policeman on duty, he
    didn’t like the police at all, and was never
    afraid of them, he operated in broad day light
    armed to the teeth looking like Johny Rambo,
    in the popular Sylvester Stalone movie, “First
    He once robbed 40 exotic cars in one day and
    drove all of them in a convoy, from Lagos to
    Cotonou, unstopped. He was powerful; he
    was wealthy, and impenetrable. He was a tin
    god, apparently belched from the very arroyo
    hell, we all dreaded him. He had a wife and
    three children, but he lost all of them in one
    day during a bloody police raid whilst he was
    away on operation. His wife was his
    stabilizing factor his life changed afterwards.
    He says “my wife was everything to me, I was
    forbidden by the elders to sleep with any
    other woman apart from her. I could gather
    about 50 women around me in a hotel, and
    they will just be playing with me. We would
    smoke, drink, and sniff cocaine, I will give
    them money but I will never sleep with them.
    I will go back home to my wife and sleep with
    her. That was why the police never caught
    me. She knew my job, she knew what I was
    and I never left them alone at night, I
    operated in the day time and go back home
    to my family at night.
    I had everything, I was very wealthy, I
    sometimes spent 50 million naira in a day, I
    did that a lot. There was one day that we
    were coming from an operation and it
    seemed as if my powers were going to fail
    me, the police and the army were almost
    closing in on us, so we had to drive into a
    crowd and threw millions of naira in the air,
    there was commotion, everybody was busy
    picking naira notes even the police, until we
    I was too rich, but anything the devil gives
    you never lasts, he will collect more from you,
    it’s only the devil that will give you Fila,
    (cap) and ask for Iro and Buba (wrapper and
    top). I lost everything, all the money, my
    family; I was so powerful the police couldn’t
    catch me but I lost it all. I had to surrender
    myself to the police and I was arrested and
    jailed for 11 years.
    While I was serving my jail term in Agodi
    prisons, Ibadan, Prophet T.O Obadare came
    visiting, and having been encouraged several
    times by the Christian brothers and sisters in
    the prison to give my life to Christ, he prayed
    for me and converted me, and changed my
    name to Oluwanifemi, and it was so
    miraculous, the next day I woke up and
    started speaking in tongues. It was during
    the time of President Olusegun Obasanjo,
    that we were granted freedom.
    At this point, I was glued to my seat, the
    revival where Shina Rambo gave this
    exclusive confession was on an open ground
    revival in the ancient city of Ibadan. Right in
    front of me, on stage, was Evangelist Mathew
    Oluwanifemi, the once feared Shina Rambo,
    clad in a loose fitting shirt, black pants and a
    pair of leather sandals with a black Holy
    Bible in his hands, gigantic dark skinned and
    bald headed, still had those fiery looks, and
    stealth movement.
    I was more transfixed than focused, God is
    indeed awesome, he picked the offering
    basket raised it to the congregation prayed
    and asked who had anything
    to give to God, at first I was reluctant, my
    mind was occupied and out of an innate
    compulsion, sheer curiosity I stood up, dipped
    my hand in my pocket walked towards him
    briskly and calculatedly brought out my
    offering, dropped it into the basket, and
    looked deep into his eyes, I had too many
    things to ask him, there were too many
    questions unanswered. He looked back at me,
    and spoke in Yoruba, saying “God bless you
    my brother; we know your type when we see
    them”. The congregation broke into a mild
    giggle, as all eyes were on me as I went back
    to my seat, with a lot of things on my mind,
    and the red light on my midget still blinking,
    in the breast pocket of my jacket.

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    Who said there is no God

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    shina Rambo….

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    God is great

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    A terrorist to a pastor
    God is great
    He never call the qualified
    He qualified the call

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    “Mouth Agaped”

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    Awesome is our God.

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