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There is a nature of God in you that has divinely immunized you against sickness, disease, and every raging epidemic.
With this divine nature actively at work, you can walk through fire and not be burned.
You can live through the most deadly epidemics and never be a victim.
You can walk through the valley of death and not suffer any loss.
You can walk the face of the earth and live as if the devil does not exist.
This revelation will definitely catapult you to the class of overcomers.

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What Inspired You to Write Your Book?
Christians in our days seem to have lost the superordinary nature which distinguished Jesus Christ and the early apostles from the religious people in their days.
As much as the people tried, Jesus couldn't be killed or arrested until his time came.
Peter, Paul, John, and many other disciples also escaped being murdered several times.
They couldn't be killed or harassed because the Nature of God that forbids such was in them.
Why are believers in our days dying like ordinary beasts as if the life of God in us is different from theirs?
Why do we have believers who are victims of deadly epidemics as if God's nature is no longer in them?
These and many more brought the inspiration for this book.

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Chapter One
Reality of Divine Nature
Heb 11:32-34 ¶ And what shall I more say? for the time would fail me to tell of Gideon, and of Barak, and of Samson, and of Jephthae; of David also, and Samuel, and of the prophets:
33 Who through faith subdued kingdoms, wrought righteousness, obtained promises, stopped the mouths of lions,
34 Quenched the violence of fire, escaped the edge of the sword, out of weakness were made strong, waxed valiant in fight, turned to flight the armies of the aliens.
The pages of the scripture are filled with men and women who through the instrumentality of knowledge and other forces of the kingdom accessed God’s nature in them.
Sequel to this, they brought unimaginable things to reality in their generations. By their actions, the superiority of the divine nature over sickness, disease, and all contrary situations of life was established.
I will attempt to mention a few of these men in this chapter.
The bible talked about Enoch; the first man to walk perfectly with God after the fall. This enabled him to access the divine nature resulting in his transition into glory without a taste of death.
Gen 5:24 And Enoch walked with God: and he was not; for God took him.
Heb 11:5 By faith Enoch was translated that he should not see death; and was not found, because God had translated him: for before his translation he had this testimony, that he pleased God.
He became the first man in the history of the universe to escape the cold hand of death.
Noah was a man who also enjoyed divine nature.
He lived to witness a generation wiped off by the first pandemic which came as a flood. The entire men and women in his world were consumed while the man and his family were preserved.
He built the ark through which the salvation of his family was established amidst the mockery of people in his generation. As a result of this, he became an heir of righteousness.
Heb 11:7 By faith Noah, being warned of God of things not seen as yet, moved with fear, prepared an ark to the saving of his house; by the which he condemned the world, and became heir of the righteousness which is by faith.
Abraham also accessed the divine nature and became a father when in the natural; he has passed childbearing age.
His wife also lost the body mechanism for conception being about ninety years old. Yet, Isaac came forth after waiting for twenty-five years.
However, I would like to examine two prominent cases to establish the power of the divine nature.
The first incidence involved the Lord Jesus Christ, who is the divine nature in person.
There was a time in his earthly ministry when he met with a leper.
Leprosy is a contagious disease that affects the skin, mucous membranes, and nerves, causing discoloration and lumps on the skin and, in severe cases, disfigurement and deformities.
In the Law of Moses, therefore, the disease is an example of ailments characterized as unclean.
Le 13:1-3 ¶ And the LORD spake unto Moses and Aaron, saying,
2 When a man shall have in the skin of his flesh a rising, a scab, or bright spot, and it be in the skin of his flesh like the plague of leprosy; then he shall be brought unto Aaron the priest, or unto one of his sons the priests:
3 And the priest shall look on the plague in the skin of the flesh: and when the hair in the plague is turned white, and the plague in sight be deeper than the skin of his flesh, it is a plague of leprosy: and the priest shall look on him, and pronounce him unclean.
And because of this, whatever touches the body of a leper is declared unclean.
Anything whatsoever, ranging from a building to a garment, tools, and so on can be made unclean for having any contact with a leper.
As a result of this, a leper is only permitted to live outside the camp to prevent people from contracting the disease or simply becoming unclean.
However, by the divine nature, the Lord Jesus met with a leper, and without minding being unclean or contracting the highly contagious disease; he placed his hand on him.
Come with me as we examine the scripture together.
Mar 1:39-41 And he preached in their synagogues throughout all Galilee, and cast out devils.
40 ¶ And there came a leper to him, beseeching him, and kneeling down to him, and saying unto him, If thou wilt, thou canst make me clean.
41 And Jesus, moved with compassion, put forth his hand, and touched him, and saith unto him, I will; be thou clean.
42 And as soon as he had spoken, immediately the leprosy departed from him, and he was cleansed.
43 And he straitly charged him, and forthwith sent him away;
44 And saith unto him, See thou say nothing to any man: but go thy way, shew thyself to the priest, and offer for thy cleansing those things which Moses commanded, for a testimony unto them.
45 But he went out, and began to publish it much, and to blaze abroad the matter, insomuch that Jesus could no more openly enter into the city, but was without in desert places: and they came to him from every quarter.
As soon as Jesus Christ touched this leper, the Bible says the disease departed from him.
This is one of the most important facts about divine nature. It operates a law similar to the law of diffusion in the natural.
In this law, molecules are permitted to move only from higher concentration to lower.
In the same way, when a man with divine nature touches another person, the carrier of the divine nature becomes a body with higher concentration. Virtues can only move from him to the person without the nature and not the other way round.
It is this understanding that formed the basis through which Jesus laid hands on the leper without any hesitation.
Jesus never fears the possibility of contracting the disease or becoming unclean. The divine nature he carried was enough guarantees to ensure his safety.
As he touched the leper, therefore, the divine nature flowed from his body to that of the sick, and he was healed of leprosy immediately.
Don’t be tempted to accept that this happened because it was Jesus.
Everyone born of God automatically carries the divine nature through which this becomes a possibility.
This is the reason every believer is commanded to lay hands on the sick and get them recovered.
Mar 16:17-18 And these signs shall follow them that believe; In my name shall they cast out devils; they shall speak with new tongues;
18 They shall take up serpents; and if they drink any deadly thing, it shall not hurt them; they shall lay hands on the sick, and they shall recover.
The bible didn’t say you should lay hands on the sick who are not plagued with contagious disease. Rather, it says all the sick, both communicable and incommunicable disease included.
The reality of the divine nature forbids you from contracting disease even when you have any contact with the sick.
Virtues are only permitted to flow from you to the sick and not from the sick to your body.
The early apostles never contracted any disease as much as they went working this instruction given to them.
By the election of grace, I have also been privileged to lay hands on all forms of sickness and disease, including the highly contagious ones.
The understanding of my divine nature has always ensured that I am ever a victor instead of being a victim.
This same is true for everyone who understands the nature of God in his being.
There is also an incident that happened to Paul the Apostle as he was being taken as a prisoner to Rome.
Ac 28:1-6 ¶ And when they were escaped, then they knew that the island was called Melita.
2 And the barbarous people shewed us no little kindness: for they kindled a fire, and received us every one, because of the present rain, and because of the cold.
3 And when Paul had gathered a bundle of sticks, and laid them on the fire, there came a viper out of the heat, and fastened on his hand.
4 And when the barbarians saw the venomous beast hang on his hand, they said among themselves, No doubt this man is a murderer, whom, though he hath escaped the sea, yet vengeance suffereth not to live.
5 And he shook off the beast into the fire, and felt no harm.
6 Howbeit they looked when he should have swollen, or fallen down dead suddenly: but after they had looked a great while, and saw no harm come to him, they changed their minds, and said that he was a god.
Paul and the entire people in his voyage have just escaped a furious tempest called Euroclydon, which troubled their ship for fourteen days.
They managed to escape to the land on an island called Melita.
As they were breathing a sigh of relief, a highly poisonous viper came from nowhere, bit and fastened itself on his hand.
When the native of the island realized what happened, it became easy for them to conclude Paul was a hardened criminal who retribution wouldn’t allow to live.
They opined that he managed to escape death by the sea probably sent by some gods as punishment for his sin but the same gods sent this venomous viper to complete his sentence.
However, they waited for him to fall, swell up, and die due to the venom of the snake only to find out hours after the incident that nothing happened to him.
They instantly changed their opinion and concluded that he must be a god and not human.
Little did these barbarians know that Paul wasn’t a god as they supposed, but a man who by the privilege of understanding had access to his divine nature.
Paul didn’t go on his knee praying that no harm should come on him because of the snake bite; he simply continued his business as if nothing ever happened.
This proves therefore that anyone with a good understanding of this nature can walk free from every contrary situation of sickness, disease, epidemics, and whatever is known as natural disasters.
You can touch the sick and not contract his disease.
You can also be exposed to a virus and yet, never become a victim.
The reason behind this is not far-fetched; the one who lives in you right now is greater than the one in the world.
1Jo 4:4 ¶ Ye are of God, little children, and have overcome them: because greater is he that is in you, than he that is in the world.
I don’t care whatever epidemic is ravaging your world.
As soon as the understanding of your divine nature dawn on you, you will certainly walk out of everyone without any hair fallen from your head.
Friend, you are not supposed to be a victim of sickness, disease, or any global pandemics. It doesn’t matter how many people are fallen victims in your area; you are expected to walk in the midst of it untouched and undaunted.
This is because you are not ordinary. You are superordinary species possessing the nature of divinity.
Whatever can't bring God down is not supposed to bring you down. Whatever cannot kill God is not supposed to remove a hair from your head.
This is the knowledge you are about to uncover through the pages of this book.
I like you to have this truth settled in your mind; divine nature is a reality and not a myth.
And it is the heritage of everyone who is born of God.
It is my prayer that your understanding will come alive to the end that you will maximize this nature of the divinity you possess because of your salvation.

Author Bio:
Kunle Prosper is a minister of the gospel called into active pulpit ministry to preach the Word of His Grace for the Liberation of God’s people.
He is currently the visioner of Great Great Global Mission, a reconciliation ministry in Accra, Ghana.
This ministry has been actively involved in spreading the good news and in healing the nation.
Kunle Prosper is married with children.

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Targeted Age Group:: 16+

Orphaned at just one-year-old, with her newborn sister, Elsie has grown up scrubbing and cleaning the orphanage in exchange for room and board. Her eighteenth birthday comes with the shocking announcement that she has a husband waiting and she must board the train at once to go meet him.
The headmistress insists on sending Elsie away without allowing her to bid her sister, Eleanor, farewell. Riding the train to Colorado, Elsie’s stomach is in knots, and she wonders where Eleanor what will happen to her sister.
Dr. Clark has had his nose in books ever since he could read. Helping the sick and the injured has been his passion and it has held his focus over finding a wife or creating a family. In the booming Georgetown, Colorado there are plenty of miners but there are few, if any, marital prospects for the good doctor. When Elsie shows up, has no idea why she’s come to be his bride since he’d specifically told his nephew to find him an assistant for his medical practice.
Will the pulse of love start to beat between the doctor and Elsie, or will she run away to try to find her sister?

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What Inspired You to Write Your Book?
Well, I was invited to participate in this multi author series and as soon as I heard the premise – a first Christmas for someone who had come from a hard past, I could see Elsie and her sister in my mind. It was incredible putting her journey on the page and I hope you love it as much as I have.

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They just come to me with their story to tell. It sounds crazy to say it, but it's true.

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The words coming from the headmistress’ mouth were gibberish in Elsie’s mind. Sent away? To a waiting husband? In Colorado? She’d only ever known New York. The streets of New York. The orphanage. Begging. Doing odd jobs. Pulling her weight, as the headmistress would often say.
“What about my sister?” Elsie asked when the short, dark haired woman stopped speaking.
“What about her?” Headmistress Hawthorne asked.
“Can she come with me?” Elsie steadied her gaze on the woman.
“That’s ridiculous. In so many ways you are still such a child.” The headmistress rolled her eyes and turned away from Elsie. “The gentleman didn’t place an ad for two wives.”
“Is she staying here, then?” Elsie studied the backside of the woman who’d been her caretaker for years.
“That’s none of your concern!” Headmistress Hawthorne shouted. She swiveled around and slapped her hands down on her desk. “Go pack your belongings and get ready for the train.”
Elsie wanted to protest, put up a fight, and demand that Eleanor be sent with her, but what good would it do? Her past arguments fell on deaf ears and often got her flogged. She just needed to find Eleanor and tell her where she was going…except the headmistress had left out exactly where in Colorado she was being sent.
“Before I go, can you tell me where I’m going?” Elsie used a softer tone than before.
“You’ll find out when you get to the train station. Now go pack.” Headmistress Hawthorne stared at Elsie with a commanding expression.
It was no use, Elsie knew she wouldn’t get any further with the woman, so she ambled from the office and down the hall. Scurrying down the corridor, with her eyebrows scrunched, she asked every girl she passed if they knew where Eleanor was. No such luck. The information Elsie wanted to pass along would have to go through their friends, as no one had seen Eleanor since breakfast.
“By design,” Elsie muttered as she stuffed her two clean dresses and her knickers into a handbag. “Belongings,” she scoffed as she looked around the shared bedroom. She and three other girls shared the room, and only one of them owned something other than a dress. Matilda owned a hairbrush. It had come with her and much to Elsie’s surprise, the headmistress had not confiscated it from her.
Elsie stood still and listened to the sounds in the hall. All was quiet. Careful to not make a sound, she lifted her mattress and pulled out her journal, two pencils, and a small envelope. Inside the envelope were a few dollars she’d held back from begging and odd jobs. She’d be flogged for such a transgression, but a voice inside her told her she’d need it.
She carefully tucked the envelope into a hidden pocket in her skirt and she buried the journal and pencils in her handbag. She surveyed the bag, certainly not stuffed to the brim, and wondered about a life where eighteen years didn’t fit quite so neatly into one small space.
Concern for her sister plagued her mind. Although Eleanor was smart and funny, she was too trusting of the world and believed everything would work out, always. Elsie rolled her eyes. Guilt shrouded her heart. If she hadn’t been so careful to protect Eleanor from everything, maybe she’d have a better sense of how cruel the world could be.
Protect her? Elsie shook her head at her own thoughts. She was only a year older than her sister. Dropped on the doorstep of the orphanage, Elsie was found sitting on the step next to the basket that Eleanor was tucked inside of. With no information. They had no idea where they came from, and chances are, they would never know. But they had endured the last seventeen years in the orphanage together. Although they had lived under the care of two different headmistresses before Headmistress Hawthorne, all three women that had run the place had been cold, calculating, and money hungry.
Elsie had to quit fooling herself into thinking she protected Eleanor from anything. They had been equals, but Eleanor had fared much better. She was an optimist to her core. And she saw the best in the headmistress, the nurse, and the teachers that came and went. She saw the best in the other children, in the families that came to adopt children, and in the groundskeepers. It seemed impossible for Eleanor to believe anything bad about anyone.
Elsie felt much differently about the world. She felt a dark cloud hanging over her and seemed to see and sense a darkness in everyone. And she was wary of all who came and went, and she was more than a little afraid of the stranger that she would meet at the other end of her train ride. She swallowed the sour taste in the back of her mouth and blinked back salty tears.
Maybe it was better if she didn’t spend long saying goodbye to Eleanor. She couldn’t bear the enthusiasm and excitement that her sister would paint this sudden change in. While Eleanor would see an opportunity and an adventure, Elsie felt as though she was being cast from the only home and life she’d ever known. Rejected, thrown aside, and soon to be forgotten.
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Hugging her bag in her lap, Elsie grumbled under her breath as she stared out the window next to her seat on the train and she took in the view of the train depot one last time. The locomotive rumbled forward, and Elsie thought of her sister. Thomas had mentioned, as he helped her into the carriage, that Eleanor had been sent to spend the day working in the garden. It was a cruel thing to rob sisters of a proper farewell, or the chance to keep in touch by post.
“Tell her I’m being sent to Colorado, and I will write. I can only hope the letters reach her.” Elsie remembered telling Thomas, and she wondered if she should have given him a longer message to relay to her sister. It was too late now, but she worried about it, nonetheless.
Eleanor would tell her to pray about it and trust that it would work out, but her trust had run out and all she had was silence toward God. Why would a good God let sisters be dumped in a basket as babies, to be neglected all their lives, only to rip them apart when they were grown?
Elsie didn’t have any answers to her questions. She adjusted her bag on her lap and glanced at the patrons riding in the seats across from her—a man and a woman, with their heads bent together, the woman clasped her hands around the man’s arm. They whispered back and forth, and their excitement was tangible. For a moment, Elsie wondered where the pair might be headed, but she decided that was none of her business, so she turned back toward the window and peered out at the countryside that passed them by.
Several hours ticked by and Elsie wished she had a book to read. She thought about pulling out her journal, but having spent years hiding it from the headmistress, who would have taken it from her, she didn’t feel safe doing so.
“Where are you headed?” The woman across from her asked.
Elsie looked up and met her kind eyes. The man beside her dozed off, with his head rested back against the seat.
“Colorado.” Elsie tried to picture what, or rather who, was waiting for her in Colorado. The faceless man in her imagination made the hair on the back of her neck prickle and her palms grew clammy.
As Elsie turned her gaze toward the window to look at the passing countryside, she caught a glimpse of the woman curling her nose and turning away to face her half-asleep husband. Her whispered voice made Elsie feel insignificant and judged. But how was she supposed to explain to strangers that she’d been put on a train against her will, without her sister, with the expectation of marrying a man she’d never even laid an eye on?
There wasn’t an explanation that Elsie could even wrap her own mind or thoughts around. The rumble of the train beneath her derrière served as a sharp reminder of the cruel nature of this world. Was it always cruel? Elsie wasn’t sure, but she was beginning to believe it probably was. How else was one to explain that she’d been abandoned as a baby, left at an orphanage without so much as her birth name.
While the headmistress selected the name Elsie for her on the day of her arrival, it never quite felt like her name. But then, if not Elsie, what? What name should be assigned to her?
She could get off the train and introduce herself by an entirely different name. She could exit the train at a stop that preceded her intended destination, and she could create an alias. While the thought simmered in her mind, fear simmered in her heart.
She’d only ever known a life of following orders—whether she agreed or not, liked it or not, or felt safe or not, she followed orders. What would happen if she didn’t follow this order? Would the ground swallow her alive? Would the headmistress find out?
If she came to an ill-fate, who would tell her sister? Elsie thought about the way she was ushered out of the orphanage, given no chance to bid Eleanor farewell. Who was she kidding herself? Whether she followed the orders or not, Eleanor may never know what happened to her.
The train careened down the tracks without a worry in the world and the sun settled along the horizon, sinking ever lower. The watchful eye of the light of day would soon fade, and the moon would be Elsie’s companion. She thought of her journal again, but she still didn’t think it would be safe to pull it out of her bag. Why she felt that way? She didn’t know.
She tried to close her eyes as the train car grew dim, but every rattle of the car caused her body to jerk and her eyes to fling open. She had several days ahead of her, all to be spent riding in the hard seat and at some point, she was going to have to force herself to nap, but this first night of travel proved itself to be restless and her nerves felt raw.

Author Bio:
Regina Walker crafts compelling characters facing some of life's hardest challenges. Her heart's desire is to always point toward Jesus through the way her characters face challenges, relationships, and adversity.
Regina is an Oklahoma import, although she was born and raised in the beautiful state of Colorado. She likes to curl up on the couch and binge-watch crime shows with her hard-working husband. When she's not wrestling with a writing project, she can be found wrangling their children, riding their horses, or working around their small hobby farm.

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