Confession of a Former Church Worker: The Pastor Who Sold Water from the Dead
THE PASTOR WHO GOT POWERS AND WEALTH FROM USING GHOST WATER IN HIS CHURCH.
This is my story. I’m sharing it anonymously, not to destroy anyone, but to open people’s eyes. What I’m about to say might sound unbelievable, but it’s the truth. I lived it.
I used to work for a popular pastor in our city. His church was always full. People loved him. He preached powerfully, and many believed he could see visions and perform miracles. But what most people didn’t know is how he really got his “power.”
I was close to him. I helped around the church, sometimes drove him, and ran small errands. That’s how I found out everything. It started the day he sent me to collect “special water” from a mortuary.
At first, I thought it was for cleaning or something else. But when I asked the mortuary attendant, the man looked at me strangely and said, “Oh, you’re one of those pastors’ boys. The usual?” He handed me a sealed container full of water that had been used to wash dead bodies.
I was shocked. But I didn’t say anything. I took it back to the church.
That night, the pastor mixed the water into small bottles. He prayed over them and called them “miracle water.” Every Sunday, he sold them to church members for healing, blessings, and breakthroughs. People rushed to buy them. Some even borrowed money just to get one bottle.
But here’s the terrible truth: that water wasn’t for healing. It was for stealing. The pastor told me in secret that it was a “spiritual exchange.” When people used the water, they lost something—luck, money, peace. Somehow, he would take it and add it to his own “spiritual bank.” He said, “Their star becomes mine. Their blessings, I collect.”
I saw it happen. A young woman once testified in church that after using the water, her business suddenly failed, and her fiancé left her. She thought it was an attack. But I knew it was the water. Another man died in a car crash a week after taking a bottle. He had just been promoted at work.
I wanted to leave, but I was scared. The pastor warned me never to speak. He said if I tried, I would die mysteriously like others who left and talked. But I couldn’t live with the guilt anymore.
I pray this story wakes someone up. Not every miracle is from God. Some are from the grave.
If you’re reading this, be careful who you follow. Don’t let anyone sell you “anointing” in a bottle. What you think is holy could be your downfall.
Sure,I might die after this confession but atleast I'll die guilt free and now my soul can finally be at peace.
God bless you
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