12/03/2026
“The Landlord That Hated Prosperity"
When Solomon graduated from university, life was not easy.
He searched for work for almost a year in his small town. Every door he knocked on remained closed. Finally, with the little money he had, he packed a small bag and travelled to Lagos to start life again.
Lagos was not kind at first.
For weeks he slept on a friend’s floor, moving from office to office with his CV. But one afternoon, something changed. A company finally called him back.
He got the job.
It was not a huge salary, but it was enough to begin life.
Two months later, Solomon rented a small apartment in Ikorodu, far from the busy parts of Lagos Island. The compound was quiet and cheap. To him, it felt like the beginning of a new life.
Then things began to improve quickly.
His boss liked his work. His salary increased. Within months, Solomon managed to buy a used car.
Neighbors started noticing him.
But someone else was watching too.
The landlord.
Unknown to Solomon, the landlord had a dark secret. He believed no tenant in his compound should prosper beyond him.
That night, while everyone was asleep, the landlord stepped quietly into the compound.
Standing in the middle of the yard, he whispered wicked words into the darkness.
“No one prospers in my compound. This boy will not succeed here.”
Days later, Solomon’s car suddenly developed serious problems.
He repaired it.
Then it broke down again.
One night, the worst happened.
The car caught fire and burnt completely.
Before Solomon could recover from the shock, bad news followed.
His company downsized.
And Solomon lost his job.
Everything collapsed at once.
But Solomon was not an ordinary young man.
He was part of New Season Prophetic Prayers and Declarations (NSPPD).
Every morning, before sunrise, Solomon joined the altar of fire in prayer.
He refused to give up.
Day after day, he prayed.
“Lord, fight every invisible battle around my life.”
Weeks later, something unexpected happened.
Another company called him.
Not only did he get a new job, the salary was even better than the previous one.
The landlord watched in shock.
“How is this possible?” he wondered.
But Solomon kept praying.
One night again, the landlord came out secretly to repeat his wicked declarations.
But this time was different.
As he stood in the compound speaking evil words, something strange happened.
A loud noise echoed in the night.
Neighbors rushed outside.
The landlord had collapsed in the same spot where he used to make his dark declarations.
From that day forward, strange peace filled the compound.
And for the first time in many years, tenants began to prosper.
Solomon later moved into a bigger apartment and bought another car
Whenever people asked him the secret of his breakthrough, he simply smiled and said:
What God can't do doesn't exist
