betrani:
I must say you have got good beatz but u need to make your songs much inclusive! Like your have everyone as part of your music! You sound much much alone! Much seriousness and power to your voice! Afefe needs more than low key! It should be a party song! But I don't feel the party in it! I just feel some guy singing "RnB" on party beats! Raise the tempo a bit! For party songz

Thanks a lot may God bless you for the advice i will work harder and do better next time

blaizze:

ibiaragidi. afrike slightly different from my place in terms of dialect.

Yes I know Afrike dialect is different from the one other Bekwarrans speak. I'm yet to even understand the language sef. I was in Akpakpa before and I understand their version better.

@OP...though d pastor had no right to say what he said...but I think u r foolish for walking out of d church,...what u did was an insult to God...God is the Head of the church,not the pastor.... are ther no mature ways in displaying you displeasure..note it..ur foolish action is recorded in heaven ...Jesus never thought his disciples such evil response....its best u ask God for forgiveness and apologise to ur friend....lest u suffer an eternal punishment of such sinful act....

I don't just believe the tale,how can a church be this messy and you are still doing them a favour by withholding the name

grayht:
"this is time for operation search your neighbour,
search your neighbour's bag, wallet, purse or
pockets as need be and bring out the contents, if
there is no money there return the bag but if there
is money bring it out, we must learn to give to God.
He gave us the money and we must return it to
him".

Hian! All these kain church sef.

God is just watching in slow motion!

I guess you actually meant watching in 3D with his 3D glasses, right?

Bekwarra:

Yes I know Afrike dialect is different from the one other Bekwarrans speak. I'm yet to even understand the language sef. I was in Akpakpa before and I understand their version better.

akpakpa speak d main bek dialect and it's a lot easier than afrike. I don't even understand afrike.
lol@ Bekwarrans

OttyHaQ:
If them try am with me, na condoms dem go get for my wallet.

badoo

Op, What is the name of the church, the branch, the Pastor's name , if it is true,

Expose them ooo

No need to cover them up....Let us know them.

freecocoa:
It's either you state the name of the so called church or swallow this lie all by yourself.

Even if the pastor dey mad sef, this is just too much abeg.

I don't think the op is lying as my brother told me of a similar experience not too long ago in a church..the pastor was just preaching on money and giving and forcing people to give.

Dragonking:


I don't think the op is lying as my brother told me of a similar experience not too long ago in a church..the pastor was just preaching on money and giving and forcing people to give.

I have been to a church where the pastor practically said,people should drop all the money on them if they really wanted to see god in action, so I don't doubt that pastors preach money.

I'm just doubting that he would instruct strangers to search one another.

freecocoa:
I have been to a church where the pastor practically said,people should drop all the money on them if they really wanted to see god in action, so I don't doubt that pastors preach money.

I'm just doubting that he would instruct strangers to search one another.

In today's churches/ business centres anything can happen and since majority of the people are dumb and brainwashed they will do it be you stranger or not.....see below another person giving his uncles ordeal in a church...Many pastors devise new ways of looting their members money and don't give a damn if you are a stranger or not.

plaetton:
Winners chapel does it.

My unle once returned from church very red and moody. I asked him what what was wrong. He replied that he had been robbed by armed robbers.
Alarmed, I asking him questions, like where , when and how, and also whether police had been notified.
The he said " it is not police matter o ".
Confused, I asked him to tell me what exactly happened to him.

It was at that time that he narrated to me how, during their weeknight program, his pastor had asked every one to stand and raise their two hands.
Naturally, he complied.
Then the pastorpastor went ahead and commanded each person, still with right hand raised, should lower the left hand, put it into the left pocket, and bring out all the contents, including rings, watches or jewelry on the left hand.
Still watch with surprise, everyone complied while the ushers went round to collect the contents.
After that, same was repeated for the right hand and right hand pockets.

At the end of this spiritual experience-cum armed robbery, my poor uncle had to hitch a ride with empty pockets.

With god, all frauds are possible.

Bekwarra:
My friend who's a worker in a new generation pentecostal church (I won't mention names) invited me to his church. Although I don't normally go to church VERY EARLY, he succeeded in persuading me to go early with him because as a worker, he should be in church very early and he knew fully well that if we didn't go together, I wouldn't go; so he succeeded in dragging me along.

When we got to church, they started their normal Sunday School like chit-chat and later praises, worship songs and the service started proper. Born into an Apostolic-inclined orthodox and later crossed over to RCCG, I wasn't at home with the mode and method of their service. I was getting bored and feeling out of place while silently praying for the service to end. Then it came to things like "run to five people and tell them greater things are coming your way this week, you must run o", "grab the person beside you and shake him happy sunday". I was getting tired and shaking my head in despair.

The worms in my stomach were not helping matters, they launched a massive #BringBackOurFood protest because I couldn't take breakfast before leaving for church. The only thing that kept on pushing me on was the hope that the pastor would soon say "run to 5 people and hug them happy sunday". I would gladly and patiently look for 5 beautiful sisters with their killing mini/pencil skirts and tight-fitting shirts to hug but unfortunately, that command never came. All those times, I was feeling frustrated already and whenever my eyes meet those of my friend where he was standing with the engines and mixers, he gives me that "padi no vex we go soon finish" smile.

Just as I was resigning to fate and hoping that the service would soon end and I would bolt home the worst of it happened. The pastor had been preaching for close to 45mins harping on the need to give and sow as good Christians. He gave several examples in the bible of people who gave and later reaped God's blessings. He urged us to give and test God. After that, it was time to give offering. The offering was going to be in two parts; normal Sunday offering and the commitment towards the church building because their auditorium is under construction. We gave offering and afterwards the pastor came back on the pulpit and started complaining why people refused to give generously despite taking us on a journey through the word of God about the essence of giving in a Christian life. He preached for another 10mins. I wasn't even listening to him again because I was gradually dozing off.

What actually jolted me back into reality were these words "now it's time for operation search your neighbour". I sat up immediately to listen well and that was when I heard the pastor saying

"this is time for operation search your neighbour, search your neighbour's bag, wallet, purse or pockets as need be and bring out the contents, if there is no money there return the bag but if there is money bring it out, we must learn to give to God. He gave us the money and we must return it to him".

After all those words, people took the bag of the person sitting beside them while the pockets or wallets of brothers were being searched.

The brother beside me was taking his hands towards my pockets about to begin his own search when I said with venom in my eyes and in a Russian mafian voice

"What do you think you want to do??"

He replied me

"You heard what the pastor said brother".

I told him not to even contemplate trying it. He was then trying to pacify me and cajole me telling me there is no harm in giving towards God's work. I told him I'm not against giving but I'm against collecting by force. This is no more giving, this is collecting. He smiled at my words and said

"My brother it's the same thing, God's blessing awaits the two"

and he made for my pockets again, I felt that my phonetics were not having any effect and I replied with

"Bros abeg no try that thing o, I swear I go change am for you".

He was shocked.

One usher noticed us and came to us and he was trying to calm me down because my voiced had changed as my face too.

My friend remained where he was to avoid being seen as the person that brought Orubebe to church. I don dey para for them like mad and the people sitting around us were trying to pacify me. I said "Okay, no problem," carried my bible and.............................with one last Dracula look I told the usher

"Please don't even try to follow me".

He remained rooted to the spot and I made my way out of the church and straight home.

There should be a special he'll fire for these Yeye pastors using d name of GOD to swindle people. God will judge then soon

blaizze:

akpakpa speak d main bek dialect and it's a lot easier than afrike. I don't even understand afrike.
lol@ Bekwarrans

Achiri Ufo

Did anyone search the pastor?

teacm me hw to..........

chuks87:

WTF!!!..... must u quote d entire post?

Bekwarra:

Achiri Ufo

lol. ashiri ufo ke

95% of Nigerian churches are bingo halls or casinos !

blaizze:

lol. ashiri ufo ke

Lemme pm you. I need a palm wine treat when I'm back from Lagos this week.

Don't know what to type, just laughing lol.

Bekwarra:
My friend who's a worker in a new generation pentecostal church (I won't mention names) invited me to his church. Although I don't normally go to church VERY EARLY, he succeeded in persuading me to go early with him because as a worker, he should be in church very early and he knew fully well that if we didn't go together, I wouldn't go; so he succeeded in dragging me along.

When we got to church, they started their normal Sunday School like chit-chat and later praises, worship songs and the service started proper. Born into an Apostolic-inclined orthodox and later crossed over to RCCG, I wasn't at home with the mode and method of their service. I was getting bored and feeling out of place while silently praying for the service to end. Then it came to things like "run to five people and tell them greater things are coming your way this week, you must run o", "grab the person beside you and shake him happy sunday". I was getting tired and shaking my head in despair.

The worms in my stomach were not helping matters, they launched a massive #BringBackOurFood protest because I couldn't take breakfast before leaving for church. The only thing that kept on pushing me on was the hope that the pastor would soon say "run to 5 people and hug them happy sunday". I would gladly and patiently look for 5 beautiful sisters with their killing mini/pencil skirts and tight-fitting shirts to hug but unfortunately, that command never came. All those times, I was feeling frustrated already and whenever my eyes meet those of my friend where he was standing with the engines and mixers, he gives me that "padi no vex we go soon finish" smile.

Just as I was resigning to fate and hoping that the service would soon end and I would bolt home the worst of it happened. The pastor had been preaching for close to 45mins harping on the need to give and sow as good Christians. He gave several examples in the bible of people who gave and later reaped God's blessings. He urged us to give and test God. After that, it was time to give offering. The offering was going to be in two parts; normal Sunday offering and the commitment towards the church building because their auditorium is under construction. We gave offering and afterwards the pastor came back on the pulpit and started complaining why people refused to give generously despite taking us on a journey through the word of God about the essence of giving in a Christian life. He preached for another 10mins. I wasn't even listening to him again because I was gradually dozing off.

What actually jolted me back into reality were these words "now it's time for operation search your neighbour". I sat up immediately to listen well and that was when I heard the pastor saying

"this is time for operation search your neighbour, search your neighbour's bag, wallet, purse or pockets as need be and bring out the contents, if there is no money there return the bag but if there is money bring it out, we must learn to give to God. He gave us the money and we must return it to him".

After all those words, people took the bag of the person sitting beside them while the pockets or wallets of brothers were being searched.

The brother beside me was taking his hands towards my pockets about to begin his own search when I said with venom in my eyes and in a Russian mafian voice

"What do you think you want to do??"

He replied me

"You heard what the pastor said brother".

I told him not to even contemplate trying it. He was then trying to pacify me and cajole me telling me there is no harm in giving towards God's work. I told him I'm not against giving but I'm against collecting by force. This is no more giving, this is collecting. He smiled at my words and said

"My brother it's the same thing, God's blessing awaits the two"

and he made for my pockets again, I felt that my phonetics were not having any effect and I replied with

"Bros abeg no try that thing o, I swear I go change am for you".

He was shocked.

One usher noticed us and came to us and he was trying to calm me down because my voiced had changed as my face too.

My friend remained where he was to avoid being seen as the person that brought Orubebe to church. I don dey para for them like mad and the people sitting around us were trying to pacify me. I said "Okay, no problem," carried my bible and.............................with one last Dracula look I told the usher

"Please don't even try to follow me".

He remained rooted to the spot and I made my way out of the church and straight home.

End-time desperado criminals........they abound everywhere u go!

EggovinMma:
If this story is true, I don't find it funny at all.
I can't imagine someone having the guts to go through my purse
I can't even imagine respecting a foolish pastor! I HAVE NEVER HAD REGARDS FOR MAJORITY OF THEM ANY WAY!

Just very few MOG I respect.Majority of them are hypocrites including their addict members .

very true. I would not have to vex cos I would have already rejected the friends request to attend church. I don't have time for rubbish. And I can sense it miles off.

Dsojourner:
@OP...though d pastor had no right to say what he said...but I think u r foolish for walking out of d church,...what u did was an insult to God...God is the Head of the church,not the pastor.... are ther no mature ways in displaying you displeasure..note it..ur foolish action is recorded in heaven ...Jesus never thought his disciples such evil response....its best u ask God for forgiveness and apologise to ur friend....lest u suffer an eternal punishment of such sinful act....

capital DUMB

iamord:
very true. I would not have to vex cos I would have already rejected the friends request to attend church. I don't have time for rubbish. And I can sense it miles off.

I've witnessed and had bad experiences with these pastors, these are really end time.God help us!

Guy you de yan oh. You de yan

Give the name of the church. If you are hiding the name it means It just a story not true..

haryomikun:

Taaaaah! U jusss dey make mouth jor. U no go do anitin!

c its not every order that the pastor give that i follow. I warn u the 1st time to keep off u still came back d 2nd time. It means u r an agent of the criminal so anything u use ur eyez c take am like that. I dnt tolerate such!

Sounds unbelievable but the things pastors do hmmmmmmm. Collecting money by force!! I like Op's response

Dsojourner:
@OP...though d pastor had no right to say what he said...but I think u r foolish for walking out of d church,...what u did was an insult to God...God is the Head of the church,not the pastor.... are ther no mature ways in displaying you displeasure..note it..ur foolish action is recorded in heaven ...Jesus never thought his disciples such evil response....its best u ask God for forgiveness and apologise to ur friend....lest u suffer an eternal punishment of such sinful act....

It's this kind of your attitude that the pastors utilize to dupe people. Is every church of God?
Even Christ warned us by saying not every pastor is of God. Do u believe there are false prophets? Can't the pastor work for his money? Did Christ not lose his temper when the Pharisees encouraged trading in temple of Jerusalem? Did he not whip and chase them out?

When u see evil in gods house, speak up. It is said that evil continues because good men did nothing.

LewisO:
Just because of one day Sunday service u got frustrated like this, my brother u are going church to serve God don't let the devil take over u just because of your stomach.

But this your story is very funny!

Honestly, you read without understanding. Shame.

EggovinMma:


I've witnessed and had bad experiences with these pastors, these are really end time.God help us!

that's part of the reason why I said I will reject such invitation. I commune with my own God personally. And I have been good ever since.

Bekwarra:
My friend who's a worker in a new generation pentecostal church (I won't mention names) invited me to his church. Although I don't normally go to church VERY EARLY, he succeeded in persuading me to go early with him because as a worker, he should be in church very early and he knew fully well that if we didn't go together, I wouldn't go; so he succeeded in dragging me along.

When we got to church, they started their normal Sunday School like chit-chat and later praises, worship songs and the service started proper. Born into an Apostolic-inclined orthodox and later crossed over to RCCG, I wasn't at home with the mode and method of their service. I was getting bored and feeling out of place while silently praying for the service to end. Then it came to things like "run to five people and tell them greater things are coming your way this week, you must run o", "grab the person beside you and shake him happy sunday". I was getting tired and shaking my head in despair.

The worms in my stomach were not helping matters, they launched a massive #BringBackOurFood protest because I couldn't take breakfast before leaving for church. The only thing that kept on pushing me on was the hope that the pastor would soon say "run to 5 people and hug them happy sunday". I would gladly and patiently look for 5 beautiful sisters with their killing mini/pencil skirts and tight-fitting shirts to hug but unfortunately, that command never came. All those times, I was feeling frustrated already and whenever my eyes meet those of my friend where he was standing with the engines and mixers, he gives me that "padi no vex we go soon finish" smile.

Just as I was resigning to fate and hoping that the service would soon end and I would bolt home the worst of it happened. The pastor had been preaching for close to 45mins harping on the need to give and sow as good Christians. He gave several examples in the bible of people who gave and later reaped God's blessings. He urged us to give and test God. After that, it was time to give offering. The offering was going to be in two parts; normal Sunday offering and the commitment towards the church building because their auditorium is under construction. We gave offering and afterwards the pastor came back on the pulpit and started complaining why people refused to give generously despite taking us on a journey through the word of God about the essence of giving in a Christian life. He preached for another 10mins. I wasn't even listening to him again because I was gradually dozing off.

What actually jolted me back into reality were these words "now it's time for operation search your neighbour". I sat up immediately to listen well and that was when I heard the pastor saying

"this is time for operation search your neighbour, search your neighbour's bag, wallet, purse or pockets as need be and bring out the contents, if there is no money there return the bag but if there is money bring it out, we must learn to give to God. He gave us the money and we must return it to him".

After all those words, people took the bag of the person sitting beside them while the pockets or wallets of brothers were being searched.

The brother beside me was taking his hands towards my pockets about to begin his own search when I said with venom in my eyes and in a Russian mafian voice

"What do you think you want to do??"

He replied me

"You heard what the pastor said brother".

I told him not to even contemplate trying it. He was then trying to pacify me and cajole me telling me there is no harm in giving towards God's work. I told him I'm not against giving but I'm against collecting by force. This is no more giving, this is collecting. He smiled at my words and said

"My brother it's the same thing, God's blessing awaits the two"

and he made for my pockets again, I felt that my phonetics were not having any effect and I replied with

"Bros abeg no try that thing o, I swear I go change am for you".

He was shocked.

One usher noticed us and came to us and he was trying to calm me down because my voiced had changed as my face too.

My friend remained where he was to avoid being seen as the person that brought Orubebe to church. I don dey para for them like mad and the people sitting around us were trying to pacify me. I said "Okay, no problem," carried my bible and.............................with one last Dracula look I told the usher

"Please don't even try to follow me".

He remained rooted to the spot and I made my way out of the church and straight home.

Duude.... That must have been a real dracular look o.... Shey U know Vampires can compel you to do anything just like you did the Usher? Lemme guess sha.... The church U went to was Winners Chapel right? I practically experienced such in one of their branches in Benin where the Pastor in the month of January asked church members to bring their entire January salary for seed sowing.... Was that right? What will the members then take care of their families with? And to think that It was just after the month of december....