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THE ASSIGNMENT (Course/mentoring)



THE ASSIGNMENT (MENTORING SESSION)

Course Provider: Birthplace Mentoring School (BPMS)
Mentor: Anne Atulaegwu
Delivery Method: Online
Date: April 4th to April 17th 2016
Duration: 14 days
Investment: NGN 2000

COURSE DETAILS

Over the course of 8 modules spanning two (2) weeks, youths of all levels just like you, will learn about the executive agenda of the father and be empowered to become effective kingdom representatives in their world.
This course is aimed at those who wish to matter to God on the end time agenda, contribute to national transformation, by out pacing secular distractions and growing themselves for multiplied productivity.


OBJECTIVE

At the end of the session, you should be able to clearly
1. Understand your calling
2. Position your life for industrial and National relevance
3. Execute the will of God in any facet of life

HIGHLIGHTS

 Eight (8) precise modules
 Course suitable for all levels: beginners, intermediate and advanced Christians
 Fully interactive Q&A sessions
 Full support provided throughout and upon completion
 One to One Evaluation and Development Strategy on your purpose


COURSE MODULES

 Module 1: The Identity rule - Understanding the interaction between the forces of light and darkness
 Module 2: Finding Your Purpose – How to know for certain what your calling is.
 Module 3: The Agenda – Understanding the 3-fold will of the father
 Module 4: Industrial Relevance- fulfilling the Agenda on a business/career path
 Module 5: National Relevance - The Daniel Approach
 Module 6: The warrior Ethos
 Module 7: Seven (7) Indispensible values for fulfilment
 Module 8: Your Strategy- Building a platform where you are

 For Payment Details and Enrolment please send an SMS including your name and email address to 07038803218 (SMS ONLY)

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