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13.

"But Ha-oow do you know that we haven't shop for our baby wares yet Bola stuttered.
"I didn't know it myself, the holyspirit told me Mathew responded. Turning to his brother, Tunji asked.
"And if I may ask, trimester what is your wife now? Responding quickly, Bola helped her spouse out.
"This is my third trimester uncle Tunji, next week will make the end of the eight month".
"And so why haven't you shop for your baby wares yet?
"Well because i've already gave up on having another child Bola Ajayi responded". The expression on her face drove home the point. Great grief still lingered on her face as she spoke. Her face suddenly became red and thus was at the verge of bursting out in tears.
Astute Ashley quickly moved closer to her, grabbed her on the shoulders and held her to her chest while being careful of her baby bump. She said in her unrefined accent.
"Please Bow-ler, you need not cry. The good Lord has got the best in store for you, and I tell you when he returns all your captivity you will be like them that dreamed". Still ruminating over his grief, Kolade said unconsciously.
"I had to beg her to lets us try out one more time because she already gave up on having another child after five of this miscarriage ordeal".
"Well lets not dwell much on that uncle, the Lord has spoken and he is faithful to accomplish them all. Mathew said and left for the toilet to ease himself.

An hour later while the uncle Kolade and Tunji yet discussed about their parent, uncle Kolade's phone rang .
'Hello dad, I got the job. I'm on my way home we've just got to celebrate this one or what do you think?
'Of course son we'll. But guess what? Your cousin from United states is around'
'Oh you mean Mathew right?
'Yes Mathew. Already we're all having a nice time here'
'Alright dad I can't wait to see him. I will be with you in a jiffy'.

Bola has been a wonderful wife coupled with her exceptional domesticity. She has always been busy going from one house chores to the other, but some fatigue she began experiencing when she approached the end of her second trimester made her hubby stop her from engaging in stressful activities. Uncle Kolade had plead with her that Agbeke, a proposed cook join the family to help her in some various house chores. After some necessary arrangement she eventually joined the family.
Agbeke seem to be more skilful with the sauce pan and quite proficient when it comes to preparing swallows and its accomplice. Her hands was also tested on some foreign delicacies and she excelled in it.

As tired as she has previously complained in the past, before Ashley came, Bola still deem if fit that she join her in the kitchen.
"Agbeke, please you can leave the kitchen. Myself and Ashley will be cooking while she is here with us"
"Okay ma. If you need me for anything you can let me know" Agbeke left the kitchen politely bidding them farewell with both knees kneeling to show it.
"Waoh, just like what Tunji told me"
"What was that please"
"He said much respect can be found amongst African women"
"Really? Yes we're respectful"
"And I tell you Bow-ler, your maid has got much more respect"
"Oh yes she responded, continuously chopping some carrots she held firmly to her hand. She came from a good home".

At 8:45pm the family alongside Agbeke all gathered at the food ladened dinning table to take their dinner. Uncle Kolade has always love to hear Agbeke pray, so therefore she was asked to take a short prayer before the meal was taken. as careful as possible Agbeke managed to say the prayer codemixing at her pleasure. After some twenty-two minutes grueling prayer, the whole family finally said
"Amen".
Suddenly dropping the fork in his hand after he had slept off, Mowunmi also said a belated 'Amen'.
Everyone including Mowunmi the source of the laughter all laughed before they went ahead to consume the food before them.

handie:
And now, I'm in love with it. Just don't deny me regular updates tho.

God help me, I won't bro.

handie:
You're simply amazing. I'm happy I took time to take a sneak peek @ this story. Now, I'm totally in love with it. Keep up the good work brother..... Now, I'm following

Thanks bro. I do appreciate the fact that you stopped by to read this piece. Thks bro.

Alone with my Thought

I was here with a hope
To right the advent of moral decadence
Our values which had been loped
Hope to leave here better than I met it
In this light
Sat I at my 'jury table'
Where my pen possesses the legal rights to right all wrongs
And write all right
My pen has got the right
Rights to scribble the right words


I looked to the left and right
No one to beckon at or call for an advice
Order than my thought which stood by me
Like a righthand man to the first citizen
He stood keen


Eager to pen down the first thought My nude fingers did the perfect work
It was a solitary mission
The night toil
A great toil with less light to see neither had I much oil
My pen easily get fumed up whenever I try rest my wrist
It toiled writing folscalp of my heart for the demonstration
Not for the world to stand in ovation
But for the nation to see the essence of my creation


My paper
The catalystic Oliver Twist
Who will never stop on one;
This is fine but can still be well polished
That is good and can make the shocker
And these can be better only if you try harder
It keeps yearning for more
As if coming up with a fresh thought was Golden morn


I was Here
All alone with my thought
Stacked up on my brilliant jury box
All alone I was like a prodigal son at the junction of indecision
Short of plan on what need done
Fury fused like a dumb one will fume to anger


After relentless night of unrest
Yet sat all alone
Staring at future's face of uncertainty
I stared hoping for the right men on the team
Faithful, able men of great repute
Men who will bear the cross
Men who will say the word the way it was scribbled


Placard of our grievances was made
Beautifully adorned
I got it carved from the great Iroko
Polished with the finest of indigo Making It seem like that which the eyes hath not feast on long time ago


My spirit got braced up
With great expectations
Like a jeoy I lept here and there
Gesticulating to the air how it will be said


In great anticipation for a great renovation
Assembled I my thoughts
Folded my hands backward like the boss
Fed them with the right words
Stretched their muscles
Jog them round like a horse
And test ran them with my toil all night


All men on my side, I thought had waited for this all day
In my regalia of joy and gladness Dash I off to meet with them
So glad that we will finally make the change today I hummed
But stepping out to the world
I found out it was only me
Just me thinking all these
Simply I alone
Lonely with my stacked pile of thoughts.


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labaski:
i'm so in love wt dis story cos it's a big variance from what I usually read on dis section.. you're doing good niftyrules..

Oh many thanks dearie. You're awesome.

Barrister Kolade accommodated Tunji's family simply because there were still some more spacious rooms vacant for them to stay. Tunji and Ashley both had a room while Mathew was made to occupy a single room all to himself. Each of the rooms accommodating Tunji's family were well furnished with state of the art musical and electronical equipments. The brand new air conditioner were fitted firmly to the wall and it blew gently the heat accommodated underneath their skin.

"Tunji, Ashley this is your room. Turning to Ashley he said. My wife, don't worry Bola my spouse will be joining you very soon to show you round the kitchen, if there be anything more you're going to need, you can just let me know. turning to Mathew, he smiled and ran his arm round his neck as he took him to his bedroom.
Here is your bedroom Mathew. Over there is a study table and a light with which you can study and pray"
"Oh thank you sir. We're so pleased to be here in Nigeria". Mathew loved the room on getting there. The window blinds were similar to what is obtainable in homes in the United states coupled with the same coloration it had with the wall fitted wardrobe. The floor was quite unique in that a large spread of red rug ran from the main entrance all through the whole house save the conveniences which wore a purple italian tile. Mathew test ran his bed, he pounced on it to check out its strength afterwhich he later left for the livingroom where his parent and barrister Kolade alongside his wife were already sitting discussing. The left edge of the sitting room was where the dinning was. Ashley sat alongside Bola examining a maternal a gown on her baby bump.

"My designer told me this is the trending clothing for expectant mothers. Trust me, it's really going to fit on you"
"Waoh it is lovely, I like the lace pattern on its neck region, coupled with the fact that it is my favourite colour, turquoise"
"Really! That is my colour too. As a matter of fact, back home i've got forty-five percent of my clothings in turquoise"
"Waoh! Interesting".
The distinct chattering continues and couple of times, the women giggled on a high pitch, thus attracting Tunji and his brother's attention who both gazed at them and wondered how they got talking after knowing each other for the first time.

At the men's end, barrister Kolade had narrated his ordeal to his uninformed brother who only knew his brother had a son before absconding to the united states.

"You see Olatunji, so many things happened to me while you were away in the white man's land. I tell you, so many turbulent waters tried sinking my ship"
"Is it that serious Tunji asked"
"Well it is. Somehow it is"
"So then, tell me about it. Tunji said relaxing his head on the sofa's headrest, sagging comfortably to hear him"
You know, it is a painful experience. He cleared his throat braced up, straightening his rumpled shirt and continued. After we had our first child Mowunmi, and in the fourth year after his birth when My wife took in for what we were expecting to be our second child, we experienced our first miscarriage.
"Miscarriage! Tunji repeated. Oh no really sorry about that. But we thank God your wife is now expectant. That means in three trimester time, we will be expecting another baby"
"and that is where the problem lies"
"problem! How? Tunji seems to be getting confused with the expression boldly written on his face. No Egbon ki le mean by that. He codemixed

Well the point is that, our eyes had cried bulging out over this ordeal of miscarriage for five times, and if this should happen the same way it has been happening, it shall make the sixth time"
"Oh no brother Tunji, it shall not happen the sixth time. God shall not permit it". Kolade cuts in.
"and why has He been permitting it all these while. Why has He let those offspring of mine who might have probably become doctor, engineer, pilot or even a lawyer like me pass away like that. For goodness sake what have I done wrong after many years on the bench. Who on earth have I offended?
No bro, you haven't offend anyone. All we need do is to support you with prayers. Remember the bible says; the effectual fervent prayer of a righteous man availeth much, so lets put in more effort in our prayer"
"But do you still think God can answer my prayers?
"don't say that bro well I know the Lord that woke me up at the verge of death can do that"
"Woke you up at the verge of death. How do you mean? You mean you died?
"Yes I did?
So how come you woke up? Just as he was almost making up his response, the holyspirit ministered to Mathew where he sat.
'Tell your uncle he has done no wrong to deserve what he is going through, I only want to make him understand that my greatness can be proved beyond any scientific theory. Tell his wife to stop taking those drugs and start shopping for her new baby wares'

Akposb:
Watch the typos bro.

I noticed it too. Thanks bro, my battery is flat now but will correct it later. Thanks for stopping by.

Update coming up in a short while... #Cassockmess

alabig:
Please kindly send chapter 1 to 3 to this e-mail address: alabig4all@yahoo.com

Ahaah. You wan query publishing houses again, its already published oooh. Lol.

fadjnr:
I have the 3 parts as pdf files If you care for them

Waoh!
I've been hearing some crazy shit about this book. But can u pls send it to me. I just need to read it to confirm, if possible 1,2,3 oduniftyrules@gmail.com.

While in Barrister Kolade's car, Tunji said to Ashley in his bedroom-like voice.
"Ashley, I know you might find relating with my Yoruba folks difficult, but I want you to revert any question asked you in my dialect to me"
Ashley felt the sorry expression her hubby employed in driving home his point. His face grimaced a little bit, with some residues of words he might have forgotten to say.
"No.
"Never bother Tonji. You know it will be fun listening to your kinsfolk relate with me without any form of cordoning rope thought"
Yes you're right Ashley but I tell you, you really going to enjoy the African scenery and have real fun with our kinsmen" barrister Kolade replied.
6:05pm
At the far back seat, Mathew sat quiet extremely calm and gone in the spirit. His spiritual sensitivity suddenly popped up and he yoked up to intercede for someone who wasn't still clear about. His parent already knew when he is calm, then he is connecting with the spirit. With this understanding they thus let him be while he prays silently under his breath. Tunji's brother who knew not what was going on and why Mathew wouldn't want to speak said furiously.
"Isn't he our son, the one Ashley gave birth to? Or are you hiding something from me Tunji"
"Not at all egbon Tunji struggled to codemix. You know I told you he has been called into ministry and he just concluded his first two years in the seminary. So he can be in the spirit at times when he issue quiet like this"
Oh i see. That means we're having a prophet in the house. He paused took some breath and continued. And that reminds me, a prophesy came forth some three years ago while you were away in U.S that a prophet has risen amongst us. Surprised at this, Tunji said enthusiastically. "Tell me about it please"
"Yes the prophesy came forth from a clergyman I knew not from Adam. He just stood right before me and said;
[all italicize] Amongst your kinsfolk this day has risen a great prophet who shall be mightily used by the most high God and I tell you, his presence shall shook the world with signs and wonders which shall be wrought through him [italicize]. Left in complete awe with his mouth partly opened he stared at his brother with great surprise. Ashley in the same vein followed each of barrister Kolade's word and was short of words to say a phrase remembering that was when he gained admission into the seminary.
"God's too awesome the way he does his things I tell you big brother" Tunji said.
"You know I felt bad when you secretly left the soil of Nigeria after you were almost through with theology".
"I felt bad too bro after some few years and most especially after Mathew's yearning to respond to this call to ministry".

It was quite a long journey but an exhilarated moment. After Mathew was through praying out the burden sat up and gazed to see what was happening in the Lagos traffic.
Quite shocked, seeing young guys selling all manner of stuff in the traffic he said.
"Oh no Jesus! Isn't this is bizarre. Aren't they going to be knocked by these moving cars?
Tunji and his eldest brother laughed out loud, still keeping Ashley and Mathew in the dark. They had both expected some explanation as to why these guys had portrayed such a crazy zeal to sell their wares.
"Oh Mathew my son, you'll get to see more barrister Kolade added
Yes Ashley, Tunji seconded, this is just one of those things that makes you know you are in Lagos". And not before long, a stout dark guy was seen chasing a red jeep with loads of horse whips in his hands. Quickly, Mathew called his mum attention to it while Tunji alongside Kolade feasted on the poor guy. They all laughed simultaneously at such an humorous way to earn a living.
"This is Lagos my people. For some here, making a living is like saying you want to skin a Lion alive". At this statement again, Tunji's family laughed so hard that they were holding each other's hands.

Akposb:
Another beautiful update from a fine writer. Each update gets me asking for more. Praying for more grace and more ideas. Your research output is also wholesome.

Why don't you drop a synopsis of this work in the thread opened by Divepen.

I'm humbled my brother. Thanks for always stopping by to give your encouragement. I've check it here www.nairaland.com/2496469/drop-synopsis-work-here#36553729

12.
Wednesday

The weather was coldly felt accompanied by the fresh outpouring of the cool breezy moisture from a giant industrial airconditioner at the arrival lounge of Muritala Muhammed Airport.
"But Dad there is no much difference between Nigeria and America. Mathew said with sheer excitement
"So do you judge the whole of nigeria from here. He giggled and added. You're yet to see what Nigeria is really like"
Several foreigners who also came to Lagos on visit and some business, walked around with several travelling papers glued to their hands. A Nineteen year old british girl almost got weary after several attempt to communicate with an immigration officer who exchanged words with her.
"Can I have your passport please?
"Over he-re" she said stressing the last two letters and then stretched her british passport to the expectant immigration officer. He went through the passport details looked up to her eyes and asked,
"What is your name and where are you from?
"Abiholla Crispin from Shetland Islands
"
"i can hardly hear any of those words you said, save the word 'from', so can you please take it over again the immigration officer demanded
"okay, my name is Abi-holla Crispin from Shetland Islands
". After been unable to hear what she was saying, the officer replied.
"I don't think that tally with what you've got in this passport". Furiously, she looked into the officer's face and demanded an explanation for what she called an intentional delay.
"i don't understand what you're talking about here. I told you my name and you just sat there pretending as if I speak mystery. Tell me you want to delay me right? The furious expressions on her face attracted other immigration officer to the spot and two came to inquire from their colleague what the problem was.
"Hello young lady, how you doing?
"I'm ain't fine at all"
Turning to his colleague the senior officer seek to know what the problem was.
"What is the problem with her?
The officer stood up, saluted his superior and said.
"sir, I needed to verify her passport if she owns it but the name she was saying never tally with what is on the passport"
"Really? The superior officer asked. And then, over to the young lady he asked after he had collected her passport from the officer.
"please tell me your name and where you're from?
"Abiholla Crispin from Shetland Islands"
"Okay I heard your surname 'Crispin from Shetland Islands, but what is your first name please? Finally exhausted this time she said her name as slowly as possible.
'Abi-holla'. Looking at his junior colleague he giggled, codemixing English and Yoruba
"Ahaah, se Iwo o mope she was saying Abiola ni". The other officer who had accompanied the senior officer laughed and the former joined. Returning her passport to her the senior officer said smiling.
"We're very sorry for the unintentional delay. So please where are you going from here Abiola?
'Soruleri'
"oh you meant Surulere"
"Yeah" she responded excitedly
"Should someone show you how to get to Surulere or have you been there before?
"Thanks. Don't bother officer, my mum is coming to pick me up in a minute"
The scene amused Mathew so much that he laughed tears out of his eyes. Finally Tunji's eldest brother, a legal practitioner drove down his jeep to pick them all up.

TITLE: Cassock mess
GENRE: Priesthood fiction

SYNOPSIS
How will one explain a final year distinction student in a college who already had a scholarship opportunity waiting for him immediately he steps out of college but met himself in a junction of making decision between taking a scholarship offer and answering the call to ministry?

Living up to his dream of becoming a pharmacist was his initial aspiration, but as destiny would have its way, Cassock was what he saw himself wearing. Who will explain this?

Mathew Ajayi, a born bred American from an Nigerian American parent was made to answer to the call to ministry at the time when the world had waited for his earnest academic manifestation.

Initially life seem though difficult for him to accept the reality of him wearing a Cassock all through his life after much cant he's heard from his father (the son of a clergyman) and friends in school who had often disdain the call to ministry. Mathew doubted awhile, but with his spiritual father the college's chaplain, he went ahead and yield the call when it seem though unpleasant.

He was left alone initially, but the caller backed up this call of his through miracles, signs and wonders which were wrought through his hands. At the peak of his ministry when he started procreating kids, he experienced some mess on his cassock which was thus brought to him by his own blood.

The story continues... Will he be forced to take the action he wouldn't want to take or pray to God for the renewal of their spirit man?
Read Cassockmess today........
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Airbus A340-300 is one expensive airplane a middle class earner would hardly be able to afford due to its expensive price tag at which its ticket is purchased. The safety measures in Airbus A340-300 has been well kept up to the highest degree of aviation standard.
Mr Ajayi had purchased some first class tickets for himself, son and wife due to the long distance they will be traveling. His intention initially was to book the conventional, safe for the sake of his wife and son who will be stepping on the soil of Africa for the first time, he thought of making it an easy and unforgettable one for them.
Calmed and fully stretched out on the creamed colored airplane sofa Mr Ajayi gisted his family about Nigeria and most especially the fact that things must have really changed after some two decades and three years he left Nigeria for United states. The painting in the airplane was very much on point accompanied with some fresh smell of blackberry which had already rented the air in the plane. This thus had a ripple effect on their travelling ecstasy hereby causing a feeling of warmth all through the flight.

While on ground being a firstclass passenger, the Ajayis and some other notable celebrity had a
special check-in at the airport's security zones.
They enjoyed a firstclass complimentary ride in a white stretched Limousine.
All firstclass and business class apassengers enroute for Lagos had access to separate lounges while the former had more luxurious
amenities. They were made to board the
aircraft before other passengers did. Alcoholic and non-alcoholic drinks are complimentary
and gourmet meals are usually served with a choice
of wine and dessert. Often these meals have been prepared by leading chefs and are served on
white linen table cloths with cutleries.
While the Ajayis exchanged pleasantries with James Randy a pop artiste onboard the flight enroute for Lagos, an air hostess approached them with a longlist of dessert they will prefer to have after they had taken a sumptuous meal of Avocado fresh and salad. Tall, elegant with a brightened narrow eyes and a wide hips she stepped into the cabin, catwakingly taking her time as she approaches the Ajayis first. Her pretty friendly smile will get any furious man to his right state of mind.
"At your service sir and Madam, what dessert will you love to have now. Turning to Mathew who was yet examining her unreserved smile she said.
Hello my friend, what dessert do you care for? Recovering from the gentle gaze on the hostess, and getting a final signal from her parent, Mrs Ajayi and Mathew finally chorused as if they'd rehearsed it before then.
''Calamansi Muffins and coffee will be fine"
"Oh great and you sir", referring to Mr Ajayi.
"My wife and kid had already spoken what we all want. I'm not excluded from their choice of dessert too"
The air Hostess was quite bewildered at such oneness from the family. She smiled back at the Ajayis, moving to the pop artiste who sat close to them.
"Sir what dessert will you prefer?
"All that the Ajayis chose is my choice too". Kind of confused at the pop star's response she said;
"You never bothered to ask what it is they chose. Who knows, it might not be your choice". While listening to them as they dialogue, James Randy replied incredibly.
"Who wouldn't wanna dine with a happy family like this. Ever since we got talking, they did everything with smiles and I tell you, this is the happiest family I have ever seen in the whole of America".

This final statement made by James Randy sent the air Hostess back to get the order completed. She went her way bewildered, giggling as she yet pondered on each of the words said during those short time she engaged in discourse with each of these firstclass client.

Mathew sat at his study table with his left index finger on his cheek thinking. He turned on the lamp as if prepared to read. Seeing no book before him afterwards, he turned it off. Pondering on what he need do next after tidying up his room. Suddenly he ticked his thumb against his middle finger when he remembered he need get some cloths into his travel luggage after which he planned picking some books at the library. Within some minute tick, he made up his mind on the choices of cloths for his trip and soon rounded up. The Monday preceding the day for their scheduled flight to Nigeria was one good day for Mathew to get some literatures he would be reading while away on vacation.
'Four weeks stay in Nigeria will be a total waste if I'm not accompanied to Lagos with some good books Mathew said unconsciously'. Of all the libraries in Phoenix, Burton Barr was Mathew's preffered. Burton Barr central library was where he was told by the chief librarian at the seminary as the biggest library with the largest collection of christian literatures in America. The librarian went ahead to say, it was one of the library in the whole of America that had welcomed the largest guest readers. After picking an index card for each of the books he was looking for, he got them packed up into his bag, and picked up a journal which caught his interest.

'The travail of English missionaries on West African soil'.

Mathew read and soon, he was caught up imagining himself in Nigeria.

The joy of finally visiting Nigeria thrilled him more than any other thing. He had read volumes of books on missionary settlements, precolonial Nigeria and lots of journals on the subject of slavery and slave trading on the West African coast. The beautiful beaches, tourist attractions, museum artefact, slave trade settlements in Calabar enslaved his thought that he vowed to visit each of these places whenever he's on a visit to Nigeria. Browsing through the pages of his mind. He'd remenisced couple of them, visualizing them all one after the order. Speaking all alone to himself at the comfort of the library's cushion supported chair. Gently he said as calm as possible.
'Could it possibly be real that I'll be stepping on Nigeria soil after all my twenty years stay in America. Waoh tomorrow will be one of a great of a lifetime'.

About an hour of reading, Mathew signed a book exit note and attempted leaving for his home. His brown slingbag now filled with over five different theological and historical books, one of which was on the origin of Hellenistic philosophy. The excitement worn on his face was like one who had won a jackpot. Even while he wasn't smiling, there was yet some residues of dimples hanging around his cheeks.
After he had appended his tiny ruffled signature and was already enroute for home, a tender hand tapped once on his shoulder as he almost stepped on the library's exit.

"Hey buddy how you doing? Mathew turned around to see who it was. Shocked to see Evans, he shrilled like a baby, alerting other library users who were already immersed in their reading adventure.
"Great fam, but where on earth have you been? As evans was about replying Mathew who was too eager to hear from a longtime friend, a female library official emerged furiously upset. With a degree of politeness she said;
"Please mister, you're meant to remain silent here at Burton Barr"
"We're sorry please, Evans replied"
"It's okay, she immediately retreated".
Mathew and Evans walked down the coffee cafe that was down the street to have a discourse before going their separate ways.
While walking down the cafe together Evans said.
"Tell me Mathew, how is the seminary? I was told some couple of time by our colleagues that you wouldn't be able to pick up with the same level of intelligence you've got while in college"
"well, the Lord has been so great to me. I can boldly tell you my intelligence increases as the days unfold. Though most folks and even myself had thought the seminary only involves how to manage a church programme, read the bible and that's all. But I tell you buddy, it is more than what can be explained while standing here".
Offering Evans a seat, Mathew demanded that the cafe attendant offer them some coffee and croissant-doughnut.
"Waoh, that sound interesting. Tell me more about the seminary please Evans begged"
"I will Evans, but not until you tell me about you too".
"Well, Evans sighed and responded enthusiastically. I know you will love to hear this"
"sure, you tell it to my itching ears buddy".
"Ever since your valedictorian speech on our convocation ceremony, I can't really explain the strange panting I suddenly developed for anything Christ related. And I can tell you ever since you made that spirit filled emotionally speech of yours I'd given my life to Christ consciously".
"Oh the Lord is awesome, Mathew said smiling. I've always knew you're a potential tool for the Lord to use. I just don't know why, but while we were in college I sense there is more to your personality order than just being a student"
"Yes you're very right Mathew. I've joined the Chino valley outreach and her evangelism squad, and I can tell you, lots of souls had been won to Christ's fold over the fortnight I was selected to head the unit"
"Waoh you've really grown so big in christ over the couple of years we left. holding hands with Evans Mathew said, oh great is the faithfulness of our God"
"so what are you doing with all these books. Well I know you were actually going to devour them at home"
"yeah sure. I was actually going to devour them, but not here. I will be on a vacation alongside my family to Nigeria tomorrow".
"Waoh finally!
"Yes. It's been a longtime expectation that has been thought of and postponed, but this time we're just good to go".
"I'm just wishing you the best of time over there in Africa. My warmest regards to your parent too"
"Oh sure Evans, my regards to yours too. I will try schedule an opportunity like this for us to discuss better"
"Oh yes buddy, that is if the Lord tarry his coming"
"Oh sure, we've got to consider that too".
Mathew gave Evans a long hug for about some two minutes as if they've both met to live together. They shook hands once more and off, they went their separate ways. Evans headed North while Mathew took the eastside walkway.

Mathew finally travel down to his father's source. What happen next? What was the previous expectations of Tunji's father? What is Mathew's fate? And how will he deal with the challenges ahead him?
A post to this effect, will come up in some few minutes.

Hello followers of Cassock mess. I'm sincerely sorry for the delay. I will be posting very soon today, lets say before afternoon.


Cheers.

BeeCool15:
Great story! If you have a book published, you may want to enter for the Etisalat Prize for Literature.

Thanks Beecool, I think I will give that consideration.

Akposb:
Nor fear we just wan hear better.

ok no worry, I go sama una very soon.

Akposb:
Last update was cool, keep on doing your best. Let's see how u handle Nigeria.

Lol. @Akposb Ahaah that commitment too much oh.

oduniftyrules@gmail.com We'll still need to discuss. Okay

Thanks Ricki. I'm better now, am back TO work.

Sup peeps, bear with as to the delay in my posting. I took ill and need to take some medications.

Thanks.

11.
Doctor Bran stood still. Dumbfounded at the sight of Mr Ajayi as he dialogue meekly with his son who sat at the bedside. Quite some good numbers of folks had called Doctor Bran an atheist, but often time he had corrected them that he was simply a conformist. The christian nurses who couldn't help but come over to have a view of the miracle done, stood through him, all bewildered too, waiting to see their boss's reaction. Their faces waited patiently with engraved eagerness to hear the statement he would utter. Had it been they had their way, they would have forced those words out of his mouth.
Still considering inspecting Mr Ajayi for a while before he could conclude it was a miracle. He gazed continuously at them as Mrs Ajayi also went to join the duo, relieved of the fright of her husband's miracle. Never for once had Doctor Bran mention 'God' in all of his twenty-five years of practise, but instead in some cases he had made use of the word 'supreme power'. Finally after some forty-five minute of dumb gestures towards the nurses, he eventually made the shocking statement.

"Well I can't really explain this, but it can only be God". The nurses who had worked with him for almost a decade and half were marvelled and won't believe their ears. Doctor Bran moved closer to Mr Ajayi brought his stetoscope from his neck on which it hung and confirmed his previous irregular breathing. And he said;
"No, this is strange and quite amazing".
Doctor Bran felt humbled. The miraculous deed done through Mathew confounded him and with lot of puzzled look still hanging over his face, he stared at him still confused.
Without wasting much time, Mathew lifted up his hands in worship, enjoining other folks in the ward to join him in praises.
At first there was a reluctant response from Doctor Bran who was yet staring all around. But in the twinkling of an eye as the worship proceed, he had joined them to sing songs of praises.

The hospital miracle led to the perfect conversion of Doctor Bran. Mr Ajayi on the other side acknowledged the Lordship of Jesus christ afresh likewise his wife Ashley who spoke in the Holyghost while Mathew ministered to her. The incidence of the miraculous deed done through Mathew soon spread all around amongst the pentecostal missions, anglican communion and Mathew's alma mata. Daily practices of the word and engagement with the spirit already distinguished Mathew amongst his peers in the theology.
Ashley and Tunji now live more happily than ever after with the grace of God that had find rooting in their family. Mr Ajayi had reconsidered his former zeal of evangelising to people around him, such that he had done way back in Nigeria. He did evangelism with passion and led more soul to Christ such that has never been done before by him ever since his birth.


the routine clean up on saturdays was something that is inevitable in the Ajayi's lineup of activities on a saturday morning. The fresh smell of chopped grass hover around the yard, traveling to every part of the building one can think of. Mr Ajayi had returned to his mower unbolt the deck and extracted the cake mound of grace accommodated on the deck. The finely chopped granules of grass on the mower's edge were also discovered at the secret place of refuge on the right edge of the mower where he hid themselves. Thorough inspection was done on the mower by Mr Ajayi before he finally certified it clean for his next use.
Mr Ajayi joined his wife and son on the dining table where they had sat to have their breakfast.
"I wonder what Nigeria will be like on this first visit of mine"
Umh you mean Nigeria Mr Ajayi asked? Of course, Nigeria is a great place to be. It is a country with great people who are always in a hurry every single day".
Mrs Ajayi and Mathew made an unrefined laughter at what Mr Ajayi had said. Still giggling, Mathew asked.
"How do you mean dad? Which part of Nigeria is notable for this"
"No other place son. Lagos of course".
"Umh I thought as much Mathew responded, that is the more reason i've got to be there come seven days time. I just can't wait to be in Nigeria".
"Just then that reminds me. Mr Ajayi said tapping his thumb finger. I've got to call home that am coming with you"
"And will you both leave me here all alone to simmer in loneliness". Mrs Ajayi said with a friendly frown and a dimple on the standby.
"Umh mum is right"
"well I just said that to tease you a bit. Mr Ajayi smiled and continued. It's gonna be a trip for the three of us. We're all hitting Nigeria at the same time on tuesday next week".

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