ONE DAY (Part 1)

© Adewale Stephen OLABAMIJI

As a business man, my days are often busy. I travel a lot, not on business
trips alone, I truly enjoy tourism. Whenever I'm in my fatherland, I leave
home as early as 5:30am and return as early late as 11:00pm. This has
been my way of life right from my youthful age. I always target working for
20hours out of the daily 24hours.
John, my son would have slept before I arrive and most times, I leave home
before he wakes. I cherish my business a lot and I can trade-off anything for
the sake of my work. To cap it all, I ignore Church fellowship at times. As a
matter of fact, I love engaging my special clients at weekends and mostly
meeting them on Sundays in various hotels and hubs.
My wife has accepted her fate. I don't have her time. Although, I've her time
in cash but rare in kind. She hardly complains. My beautiful wife, Ruth
always seek after my happiness at all cost.
One day, she attempted to express her feelings annoyingly, she muted
immediately she beheld my face and supported it with unwilling smiles. "SH
(Sweetheart), why are you punishing me...?"."HM (Help Meet), I dare not
punish you, it's all about creating wealth for you and your child..." I replied
as I quickly take the tea she prepared for me, pecked her and left for a trip.
She actually wished to follow me but her job will allow no such thing.
Ruth has been desiring for another child since John had his 3rd birth
anniversary.
"SH, I'm depreciating..." was the statement she sorrowfully made one day
when I set for another 2 months business trip in Dubai. I looked into her eye
and replied, "HM, I feel for you but there is time for everything. This is time
for business". I set to leave as she drew me back. "SH, when last did you
touch me?" She asked politely as she tickled and drew me closer to her. I
quite knew that I would miss my flight if I respond to the stimulus. I
worriedly replied, "my business is at stake if we start this and you know its
implication Dear". She quickly withdrew her intention with apology as she bid
me farewell...
Yesterday; Saturday, April 27, 2019, I returned from a trip as usual in the
night. I was very tired and couldn't eat the meal she prepared for me. I took
some fruits and slept off. I forgot to tell you that I told my wife to wake me
up at exactly 4:30am because I have business meetings with some CEOs
today; Sunday: April 28, 2018. Although, my phone alarm clock is set to ring
by 4:00am everyday...
Surprisingly, I saw myself under a hut in a Village arranging some planks.
Despite the ocean of sweat overflowing on my body due to the hot weather,
I was so committed to the task such that I gave no attention to Passers-by
who greeted me. One of the Passers-by, an old man walked up to me.
"Kunle, well done. I love the way you are arranging these planks" he said.
"Thank you baba" I replied. "Hmm! If you could get engrossed with this
tedious work simply because you want to make means for limited ends, how
much have you worked to lay your treasure in eternity?" He asked me. I
reluctantly replied to avoid distraction, "Baba, I'm laying it together. Thank
you". The man smiled and asked me another question, "Kunle, when will you
go home?". I chucked as I replied, "Baba, you are very funny. You've been
passing this road several years, have you ever passed without meeting me
here?. This is my home please." I continued my work.
The man looked to my eyes and spoke gently "Kunle, I'm NOT talking about
the HUT you called home here but I'm talking about your HOME IN FOREVER
LAND. THE TIME IS MORE THAN NEAR BECAUSE YOU WILL GO HOME ONE
DAY." I didn't understand what he meant until I woke up this evening at
exactly 6:00PM.
Still I didn't understand what happened but I discovered I was lonely in the
room. My body was fully covered with the bed sheet. I looked at the time,
it's 6:05PM, what? I told HM to wake me by 4:30AM now. So, Ruth actually
injected me to sleep? She wants to ruin my life and business because I
didn't give her what she wanted? Chai, I've disappointed the CEOs! Ha, my
integrity is at stake. I've lost the contract of # 450M just like that? My
business is dead. Ha! Ruth is very wicked. I'll show her pepper today. In fact,
she'll see my real face today. I searched for my phone but couldn't find it.
Haaa! So, Ruth really meant business? She had even gone out with my
phone?... All these thoughts occupied my heart as I angrily walked to the
sitting room calling Ruth repeatedly...
To my greatest astonishment, as I stepped the sitting room, I saw a crowd
of people fleeing except my Pastor, Rev. Olaniyi and my beloved wife, Ruth
sobbing on the floor with scattering hair. I took a cursory gaze at the people
behind him, they are other brethren from the Church, my workers, friends,
my family Doctor, colleagues, family members, elders and my son, John.
I didn't understand what happened until I beheld my picture placed on a
table with a pen and a book where people wrote condolences. I also saw my
phone on the centre table with 121 MISSED CALLS and over 1000 messages
via SMS and social media on its screen.
I asked my father in the Lord, “Rev. Sir, I don't understand what's going on
here please, help me?”. He replied, "Hmmm! Bro Kunle, you were DEAD but
GOD brought you back to LIFE"...
Dear Reader,
ONE DAY, you WON'T be privileged to use social media again! NOT because
you are lack but you are dead.
ONE DAY, your phone will be ringing right beside you, BUT YOU WON'T BE
PRIVILEGED TO PICK IT! Not because you are deaf but you are dead.
ONE DAY, you will have appointment with NOBLE PEOPLE but you WON'T be
able to honour their invitation. Not because you are proud but you are dead.
ONE DAY, your business, houses, cars and valuable properties will become
other people’s (beneficiaries). Not because you are tired of these assets but
you are dead.
ONE DAY, your hands will be there intact but NOT useful again but other
people's hands will lift you! Not because you are crippled but you are dead.
ONE DAY, your legs will NOT carry you again but other people's legs will
move you! Not because your legs are paralysed but you are dead.
ONE DAY, your eyes may be widely open but will NOT see again! Not
because you are blind but you are dead.
ONE DAY, the four-corner shapped immovable-carriable chairless CAR of
ONLY ONE PERSON will be your last vehicle. NONE of the latest vehicles you
acquired will carry you! Simply because you are dead.
ONE DAY, your fanciful bedroom will simply be a decorated tomb of SIX
FEETS! Not because your master bedroom can't contain you again but you
are dead.
Lemme ask you the same question that the old man asked me in the
dream.
"HOW MUCH HAVE YOU WORKED TO LAY YOUR TREASURE FOR ETERNITY?"
For where your treasure is, there will your heart be also. (Luke 12:34,
Matthew 6:31).
WATCH OUT FOR PART 2
© Adewale Stephen OLABAMIJI

*MY TESTIMONY*

Olatunji Abisinuola Stella. 08185821637.
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Wilson is my husband. He is my companion, a God sent to me. Wilson is my better half. He is my sunshine,a cabochon of inestimable value. He is my best friend and he is all that I have. He was there when no one else was and he built my faith in the Lord.



I met Wilson at the DStv's office. Despite my health issues, mummy wouldn't hestitate to send me on errands. Her pressure was so much that I prayed fervently to God to provide a job that isn't stressful for me. " Jolade ! Jolade!! Jolade !!! Mo mo wipe oun gbo mi o " I couldn't help but burst into laughter. She knew I could hear her but I decided not to answer her. Suddenly, my door was flung opened. "You know what ? I want you to help me renew the Dstv's subscription. You know your nieces and nephews are coming over to spend the weekend with us ? Jo oko mi. I will drop you at the Dstv office. Will be waiting for you downstairs" Said my mum. Just Imagine ! She couldn't wait for my reply before leaving. Hurriedly, I searched my wadrobe and settled for a gown and a pair of sandals.

After I renewed the subscription, a young man approached me. " Hello ,I am Wilson and you ? " he asked " I am Jolade but you can call me Jola" We chatted for few minutes and we exchanged contacts. Wilson offered to drop me at home but I declined. After waiting for few minutes, I stopped a cab to drop me off at home.

Some minutes after I got home, I began to feel weak. " Oh no ! Not again " I forgot to tell you that am a sickle cell anaemia patient. I picked up my cellphone to call mum " Hello mummy...please, get me my drugs while coming... I feel so weak... Am shivering as am talking to you...please,don't stay long...someone is dying here... Thanks mum...Bye". Quickly, I covered myself with my duvet.

Few days later, Wilson called me and invited me for dinner. Though, I wasn't feeling too well but I had to honour his invitation because I was fed up of been home. I frantically searched my wadrobe for the best cloth to put on that evening. I sighted a blue dinner gown mum got for me when she travelled to Dubai.I settled for it, I went to my shoe rack and settled for a black Italian shoe and a black clutch purse to match. Looking at the mirror, I found out that my hair was so rough. Immediately, I dialled my stylist number " Hello Daniel, your service is needed in my house... I need you to help out with my hair.... I don't really know... You just have to make me look good.. I have a date tonight... Okay...Don't stay long...thanks ". All of a sudden,I came to my senses " What is so special about this guy ? I hope he is not going to dump me the same way every guy does when they found out about my health issue ? I asked myself.

After several months, Wilson became the best thing that has ever happened to me. He was always conscious of what I eat, drink and the things I do. He drew me closer to God by telling me about him. Despite my health issues, there were days I had to fast til 6pm praying to God to change my genotype from SS to AA. I was always telling him that I don't want to die. I was always telling him to preserve my life...

On my 26th birth anniversary, Wilson proposed to me and I joyfully said "Yes" in the presence of my family and friends. But wait ! Do I know Wilson's genotype ? What if he is AS ? What will become of our children?

"Wilson, what's your genotype " I asked Wilson one fateful evening. " My genotype? I don't even know but I should be AA. My elder sister is AA, my immediate younger brother is AA..." I cut in " Why are you been ignorant ? You are learned,Wilson. The fact that your siblings are AA doesn't mean that you are one" he drew closer and held my hands tightly. " You know what Jola? I will be going to the laboratory to know my genotype but nothing will ever change my love for you,okay? " He left for the laboratory.

That evening, I was in the kitchen preparing dinner when I slumped. Opening my eyes, I found myself on the hospital bed with my mum and Wilson besides me. "What happened to me ? " I asked .The doctor came in and told my mum to see him in the office. My mum left for the doctor's office. " Wilson, what is your genotype? " He handed an envelope to me. Hurriedly, I took the sheet of paper out of the envelope. " What ! You are AS " I starting crying and Wilson drew closer to me asking me some funny questions " Do you believe in God ? Do you know that he can change your genotype from SS to AS ? ".
" The same God I had been praying to for years to heal me ? " I asked Wilson. My mum came in with tears in her eyes. " Mummy, what did the doctor say ? I asked her. " All I know is that you shall not die but live in order to declare the works of God in the land of the living."


Few days later, I was discharged from the hospital. I later heard that the doctor told my mum that my days were short on Earth. For hours, I locked my door and refused to open it for anyone. I began to cry to God to heal me. " Listen Devil, I owe you no verbal Kobo nor any written agreement. It is high time you stopped killing my joy,it is high time you stopped toying with my health..."

For several hours, I began to sing praises to God in anticipation of what he would do concerning my health. My mum,dad, Wilson and my siblings knocked at my door but I refused to open the door. I sang praises to God for restoring my health even when he had not. While praising God, I fell into a trance. I saw a man in a white garment telling me to go and recheck my genotype, he held me closely and hugged me. He whispered into my ears that my health had been restored. Immediately, I became myself. I searched frantically for the man in white garment, I felt as if a burden had been lifted from me. I opened the door and found Wilson and my mum praying fervently to God in the sitting room. I said " Amen" to their prayers. I told mum and Wilson what I saw in the trance.
Wilson hugged me and said " Your faith had made you whole" . I told Wilson to drive me to the nearest laboratory and he did.

God healed me, he healed me. My genotype came out as " *AA* "
I was so speechless. From SS to AA. My night was over. God healed me. The doctor said my days were short on earth but God proved himself to be the greatest doctor over my life.

Today, I am happily married to Wilson with two beautiful children whose genotype are "AA"

Are you passing through one health challenge or the other? Have you been pronounced to have short days on earth? I want you to know what Isaiah 53vs 5 says about your health
" *But he was wounded for our transgressions,he was bruised for our iniquities; the chastisement of our peace was on him; and with his stripes we are healed. "*

Don't ever give up cause you have a God who is the greatest medical doctor and surgeon.

Written by Olatunji Abisinuola Stella. 08185821637.

*WHERE IS MY FAITH ?*

Written by Olatunji Abisinuola Stella
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Wilson is my husband. He is my companion, a God sent to me. Wilson is my better half. He is my sunshine,a cabochon of inestimable value. He is my best friend and he is all that I have. He was there when no one else was and he built my faith in the Lord.



I met Wilson at the DStv's office. Despite my health issues, mummy wouldn't hestitate to send me on errands. Her pressure was so much that I prayed fervently to God to provide a job that isn't stressful for me. " Jolade ! Jolade!! Jolade !!! Mo mo wipe oun gbo mi o " I couldn't help but burst into laughter. She knew I could hear her but I decided not to answer her. Suddenly, my door was flung opened. "You know what ? I want you to help me renew the Dstv's subscription. You know your nieces and nephews are coming over to spend the weekend with us ? Jo oko mi. I will drop you at the Dstv office. Will be waiting for you downstairs" Said my mum. Just Imagine ! She couldn't wait for my reply before leaving. Hurriedly, I searched my wadrobe and settled for a gown and a pair of sandals.

After I renewed the subscription, a young man approached me. " Hello ,I am Wilson and you ? " he asked " I am Jolade but you can call me Jola" We chatted for few minutes and we exchanged contacts. Wilson offered to drop me at home but I declined. After waiting for few minutes, I stopped a cab to drop me off at home.

Some minutes after I got home, I began to feel weak. " Oh no ! Not again " I forgot to tell you that am a sickle cell anaemia patient. I picked up my cellphone to call mum " Hello mummy...please, get me my drugs while coming... I feel so weak... Am shivering as am talking to you...please,don't stay long...someone is dying here... Thanks mum...Bye". Quickly, I covered myself with my duvet.

Few days later, Wilson called me and invited me for dinner. Though, I wasn't feeling too well but I had to honour his invitation because I was fed up of been home. I frantically searched my wadrobe for the best cloth to put on that evening. I sighted a blue dinner gown mum got for me when she travelled to Dubai.I settled for it, I went to my shoe rack and settled for a black Italian shoe and a black clutch purse to match. Looking at the mirror, I found out that my hair was so rough. Immediately, I dialled my stylist number " Hello Daniel, your service is needed in my house... I need you to help out with my hair.... I don't really know... You just have to make me look good.. I have a date tonight... Okay...Don't stay long...thanks ". All of a sudden,I came to my senses " What is so special about this guy ? I hope he is not going to dump me the same way every guy does when they found out about my health issue ? I asked myself.

After several months, Wilson became the best thing that has ever happened to me. He was always conscious of what I eat, drink and the things I do. He drew me closer to God by telling me about him. Despite my health issues, there were days I had to fast til 6pm praying to God to change my genotype from SS to AA. I was always telling him that I don't want to die. I was always telling him to preserve my life...

On my 26th birth anniversary, Wilson proposed to me and I joyfully said "Yes" in the presence of my family and friends. But wait ! Do I know Wilson's genotype ? What if he is AS ? What will become of our children?

"Wilson, what's your genotype " I asked Wilson one fateful evening. " My genotype? I don't even know but I should be AA. My elder sister is AA, my immediate younger brother is AA..." I cut in " Why are you been ignorant ? You are learned,Wilson. The fact that your siblings are AA doesn't mean that you are one" he drew closer and held my hands tightly. " You know what Jola? I will be going to the laboratory to know my genotype but nothing will ever change my love for you,okay? " He left for the laboratory.

That evening, I was in the kitchen preparing dinner when I slumped. Opening my eyes, I found myself on the hospital bed with my mum and Wilson besides me. "What happened to me ? " I asked .The doctor came in and told my mum to see him in the office. My mum left for the doctor's office. " Wilson, what is your genotype? " He handed an envelope to me. Hurriedly, I took the sheet of paper out of the envelope. " What ! You are AS " I starting crying and Wilson drew closer to me asking me some funny questions " Do you believe in God ? Do you know that he can change your genotype from SS to AS ? ".
" The same God I had been praying to for years to heal me ? " I asked Wilson. My mum came in with tears in her eyes. " Mummy, what did the doctor say ? I asked her. " All I know is that you shall not die but live in order to declare the works of God in the land of the living."


Few days later, I was discharged from the hospital. I later heard that the doctor told my mum that my days were short on Earth. For hours, I locked my door and refused to open it for anyone. I began to cry to God to heal me. " Listen Devil, I owe you no verbal Kobo nor any written agreement. It is high time you stopped killing my joy,it is high time you stopped toying with my health..."

For several hours, I began to sing praises to God in anticipation of what he would do concerning my health. My mum,dad, Wilson and my siblings knocked at my door but I refused to open the door. I sang praises to God for restoring my health even when he had not. While praising God, I fell into a trance. I saw a man in a white garment telling me to go and recheck my genotype, he held me closely and hugged me. He whispered into my ears that my health had been restored. Immediately, I became myself. I searched frantically for the man in white garment, I felt as if a burden had been lifted from me. I opened the door and found Wilson and my mum praying fervently to God in the sitting room. I said " Amen" to their prayers. I told mum and Wilson what I saw in the trance.
Wilson hugged me and said " Your faith had made you whole" . I told Wilson to drive me to the nearest laboratory and he did.

God healed me, he healed me. My genotype came out as " *AA* "
I was so speechless. From SS to AA. My night was over. God healed me. The doctor said my days were short on earth but God proved himself to be the greatest doctor over my life.

Today, I am happily married to Wilson with two beautiful children whose genotype are "AA"

Are you passing through one health challenge or the other? Have you been pronounced to have short days on earth? I want you to know what Isaiah 53vs 5 says about your health
" *But he was wounded for our transgressions,he was bruised for our iniquities; the chastisement of our peace was on him; and with his stripes we are healed. "*

Don't ever give up cause you have a God who is the greatest medical doctor and surgeon.

Written by Olatunji Abisinuola Stella
Photo credit : Da crystal.
Contacts : 09056330713, 08185821637.
*Shalom*

*MY ALTER -EGO*
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*WRITER : OLATUNJi ABISINUOLA STELLA*
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At Seven, my stepfather and my stepbrother began to harass me sexually. I lost my mother at age five and ever since then. I lived with my stepfather and his two sons.

Mr Jacobs was a very kind- hearted man but ill -mannered. I was sent to one of the best schools in our estate and I was treated like a princess that no one knew him to be my stepfather but biological father.

Two days after I clocked seven, my room door was gently opened by the man I called "Father" I noticed father's hands caressing my private parts. Even though I was so naive and young to understand what transpired between us that night. The rest of what happened that night is not something to write about. Father came to my room often and had my carnal knowledge everytime he came.

Few years later, I gained admission to one of the best secondary schools in the state. On a certain morning, we were all assembled to the school hall. Our principal had invited a motivational speaker to lecture us on the topic "SEX"

This motivational speaker made me realised that my stepfather was abusing me sexually and I began to shed hot tears because the one I called "Father" defiled me.

I got home that very day and locked myself up in my room for several hours but I refused to let father knew I had began to understand situations and I still acted very normal at home.

Six days after the motivational speaker lectured us, my eldest stepbrother banged inside my room and I became shy because I was naked. Daniel came closer to me and began to foddle my breasts. I gave him a hot slap and the next thing I knew was that my stepbrother pushed me hard and I fell on the bed. He jumped on me, struggled real hard with me and he eventually overpowered me and also had my carnal knowledge.

These situations at home happened for years and the only person I could confide in is my Alter - Ego. I gained admission into a tertiary institution. Due to my experiences in the hands of the ones I called "Father" and "Brother" I hate all men around me passionately.

In my second year at the University, there was this young lecturer in my department who loved me but I never gave him attention because I believed so much in the saying that "All men are same" Ramson will always call, text and shower me with gifts through my friends but I always declined the gifts. On a fateful day, I called him on phone and told him to stop calling and disturbing me. I told him I was going to spoil his reputation in school. That was the last straw that broke the Camel's back. Ever since then, he stopped calling me and he always avoids me in the department till date.

During my third year, the one I called "Father" had a ghastly car accident that claimed his life. It was a sweetbitter experience. Sweet in the sense that I was glad the one who abuses me sexually at a very tender age is dead but bitter in the sense that the one who gave me "Life" is gone. When I lost my mother at a very tender age, he had clothed,sheltered, fed and educated me.

Mr Jacobs was buried after few days. You know what ? He left me a fortune. He left me one of his houses and a whooping sum of ten million naira.

Can ten million naira buy me back my PRIDE ? Can ten million naira erase the ugly past ? Can ten million naira bring me back MY LOST DIGNITY ? Can ten million naira bring me back my SELF ESTEEM ?

*To every girl, lady and woman out there that are sexually abused and are still been abuse. You are the real fighter. I pray God gives you the help you need. Amen.*



*Dedicated to all girls, ladies and women out there that are been abuse in one way or the other.*



*WRITER : OLATUNJi ABISINUOLA STELLA*

STELLA'S DILEMMA

Written by Olatunji *Abisinuola Stella*
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Stella was on the fence.She had been indecisive and frustrated since the tender age of ten. Now,she is twenty years of age.

She had lost her parent at a tender age of nine. None of her parent's family took it upon themselves to Cater to her excluding her maternal grandmother. Why? During their lifetime,they were so stingy to everyone including their family members. Stella had lived with her maternal grandmother till she died. After her death,Stella began to live on the streets.

She had and is still begging for alms to afford her three square meals daily. She picks up tattered clothes from the street to use as duvet and clothes. She was holed up under bridges for so many years and still counting. She was raped numerous times by street boys of her age, the older boys were not left out in this act. They devoured the younger girls body and forcefully have their carnal knowledge.

Yesterday, a friend was on her way to Lagos . She met Stella at a car park begging for alms. She said " Abisinuola,you need to see the way I jumped out out of the bus when I saw her. One thing got me attracted to her. You care to know? She had one of her ears cut off. " I am in great tears as I write this story.

She took her to a nearby carteen. After they eat,she asked her so many things about her life and she took time to explain all to her. She asked her about her lost ear. "It is a long story ma. Some ritualists came over to the bridge and removed some parts of our bodies" said Stella. "Some parts of your bodies? " my friend asked her .

"Ma, alot of people sleep under bridges,uncompleted buildings and the likes. I am not the only one that is homeless" Stella said. As she told my friend that story,she cried uncontrollably but Stella consoled her. Who Is to console each other?

After eating, they left the carteen. Outside the carteen, my friend gave Stella some new notes. She cried,hugged my friend,blessed and waved at her before leaving. She wanted to help Stella ,she wanted to clothed her,she wanted to give her shelter but she was financially handicapped.

As I write, I write with a heavy heart because million of people are out there without homes,clothes,food,clean water and other basic amenities of life. Millions are homeless. I find solace in God and a poem written by Sola Owonibi "Homeless not hopeless"

Dear lord ! Please, send divine help to as many people as possible . Dear lord ! teach the rich and average people to help the poor and the less privileged ones. Amen.

Dear readers, reach out to as many people as possible. A lot of people are dying, a lot of people are helpless. Help others with the little foods,clothes and shelters that you have. A lot of people are dying.

*Feed a person,save a life
Clothe a body, beautify a life
Shelter a soul ,reach a life
Adopt a vulnerable child,save the future of your country* .

Written by Olatunji *Abisinuola Stella*

*Inspired by the kids with AUTISM and Disabilities.*

*I FOUND HIM*

I was in my third year at the University when I got raped. As a beautiful and charismatic young lady, a large percent of guys in school wanted me to be their girlfriend but I turned down their offer. You want to know why ? I hated school relationships because it wouldn't give me time to be studious and I had always been scared of the opposite sex. I was called " *Proud* " even when I was not. I was called " *proud* " because i always kept to myself.

Claudius was a notorious cultist on campus back then. He wanted me to be his girlfriend but I politely turned down his offer . Asides from him been a cultist, he was never my type of man because he had nothing upstairs.

On this indelible day, I was alone in my room when Claudius and two of his disciples butted into my room. Suddenly, I spranged up from the bed and accused him of coming into my room without my consent. In a trice ,he pulled me to the bed and began to travel his palms all over me. I saw one of his disciples with a phone but I never knew he took the video of what transpired between Claudius and I that fateful day. I screamed and screamed but no one came to my rescue. The ferocious beast was all over me. Claudius *raped* me.

For the second time in my life, I was *raped* . The first rape incident was by my *father* . Mummy had travelled to Dubai to get goods. My dad been a drunkard came back home on this memorable day been drunk. He called me to his room and began to caress my body with the tip of his finger. I didn't wrestle with him because I was so innocent. Yes ! My biological father got me deflowered. Believe me, I never told my mother about this terrible incident because I love my parent so much that all I crave for in life is their happiness. I always pray to God to forgive my father. Here I am again, Claudius raped me.

Days after, the video of how Claudius raped me had gone viral on the internet. Virtually all the students on campus have the video on their phones. I became an object of shame and ridicule. I was the best student in my department and this made me quiet famous in my department and faculty. Some of them never knew that Claudius forcefully took my carnal knowledge. Only a few understands the whole scenario that transpired between Claudius and I.

I managed to scale out of school and I graduated with a first class degree. After some months, I went for the compulsory one year national youth service corps. Coming back home, my dad got me a job in the Eastern part of the country. The pay was very okay. I had no choice than to go to the east to fend for myself.

One fateful day, a cute young man walked into our company majestically. Everyone rose up to greet him. I was told by a co - worker that he was the chairman's only child. After some minutes, this charming young man came to meet me .He thanked me for helping the company to grow despite the fact that I just joined the company.. I guess his dad had told him how active I was in doing the company's work. We talked at length and exchanged contacts.

Victor got so attached to me, he became my best of friends and confidant. Five months later, he asked me out. At first, I was scared because of my two terrible experiences in the hands of men. But I wasn't getting younger . I decided to give him a trial. Oh ! Victor was sweet, calm, compassionate and full of love. One thing I admire so much about him is the fact that he believed so much in sexual purity. We both agreed on no sex and other pre -maritals before marriage.

After two years of our relationship, Victor proposed to me and I joyously said "Yes " our introduction ceremony came up and it was an elaborate one. Few days after, Victor banged into my office. He had never been that angry ever since I knew him. He threw his phone at me and asked me to check the video his younger sister sent him through WhatsApp that morning. My whole life was shattered as I watched how Claudius took advantage of my body. Victor walked out of my life and office that morning. If I knew, I would have told him about my past. Victor thought I was into pornography videos. I became an object of shame and ridicule among my friends, colleagues at work and my family members. Life was hell for me.

Weeks later. my security officer came to my living room and told me I had some visitors waiting for me at the gate. I left the sitting room to attend to them. One of the visitors happened to be Claudius and two elderly men.

Immediately they sighted me. Claudius went on his knees. Been a calm lady. I asked him what he wanted from me. "I am so sorry Rita. I am so sorry for all that I caused you. Rita, I am now a child of God and I am here to make restitution. Please, forgive me. I heard of your broken relationship from your room mate at the University. She is a member of my church . Please Rita, forgive me. " Claudius said.

I took a deep breath. Imagine Claudius becoming a child of God after he had ruined my life. I wondered why God had forgiven him. Imagine Claudius becoming a child of God after he had damaged many lives. I forgave him even though , it wasn't easy to but I had to because I accepted Jesus as my personal lord and savior few days after Victor left me. Claudius left with the two elderly men after I forgave him.

Two days later, Victor walked into my office. He came to me and hugged me passionately. He told me he learnt how I was raped by Claudius through him(Claudius). He blamed me for keeping my past from him. I was really perplexed...

Today, I am happily married with Victor and we are blessed with two sets of twins. Look at how Jesus turned my life around and perfected all that concerned me.


Do not keep your past away from your partner. No matter how horrible your past is. He/ She will stay if you are truly meant for each other. Sharing your past with your partner reduces your burden.

Written by Olatunji Abisinuola Stella.

*WOUNDED*
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by Olabamiji Stephen

What a painful experience I am writing down to share to the whole world ! Romans 12:1 says "I beseech you therefore, brethren, by the mercies of God, that ye present your bodies a living sacrifice, holy, acceptable unto God which is your reasonable service" But as for me, reverse was my case.

It all started on a red - lettered day. Three years ago, I was travelling from Lagos State to Edo State. Reaching the car park, I was the only passenger on seat so I waited patiently for other passengers to arrive. Few hours later, the bus was occupied and we embarked on the journey.

A young lady sat besides me and throughout the journey, we discussed at length. Believe me, she was a sanguine and I am also one . This same attribute of ours got me attracted to her. I discovered she was in her third year in a reputable university in Nigeria studying psychology. Getting to the last bus stop. We alighted from the bus and she helped in moving my luggages across the road in order to board a cab to my final destination. Before we alighted, we had exchanged contacts. Leaving Lagos, I had been warned by my spiritual Father to beware of evil associates especially ladies . " Why is he giving such warning to a son of God like me despite his knowledge of whom I am in Christ Jesus ? " This was my thought when he warned me against evil associates. I was boasting of my stand in Christ forgetting what the Bible says in 1corinthians 10 : 12 "Wherefore let him that thinketh he standeth take heed lest he fall."

Few days later, I called her to show my appreciation for the help she rendered to me promising to pay her a visit in order to share the word of God with her. I fulfilled my promise by visiting her in order to share the word of God with her. She also promised to return my visit.

On a Friday eve, she called at exactly 10:45pm. She said " Marcus, I am on my way back to Benin from Ibadan and it is very late. Getting a motorcycle to my side will be very difficult. Please, I will like to pass the night at your place." She told me on phone and I quickly consented to her spending the night at my place. After few minutes, she called me to come and pick her up at the junction. I went to the junction to pick her up at exactly 11pm. On getting to my abode, she requested to take her bath. I showed her the bathroom and I left the bedroom to the balcony so that she could take proper care of herself.

After spending about twenty five minutes at the balcony. I decided to check on her . I entered and found her deeply asleep with my towel round her body. Immediately, the word of God in 1thessalonia 5 :22 came to my mind and at the same time, my past victory over a greater temptation came to my memory.

About 2am at midnight, I felt a warm touch caressing my body. I turned to see this strange lady all over me. I couldn't resist the tender touch. I responded to her touch. We kissed, caressed each other and we did everything that could ever happen between a woman and a man.

What a great fall from the grace of God over my life ! Before the morning unfolds, my glorious garment had become a filthy rag . My body was no longer the lord's temple as it used to be because I had defiled it with this strange lady.

This very act of mine slipped my feet out of the way of God yet I still mount the pulpit to preach the gospel. But God in his faithfulness who never wants a sinner to perish still gave me several warnings but despite God's warnings against my lustful lifestyle . I didn't adhere but I continued to wallow in fornication with this strange lady. I continued to wallow in sin yet I still preached the gospel but the power of God was no longer in me. His holy spirit deserted me and I became an empty barrel.

God was never silent over my life, I had a vision where I was trying to deliver a lady and three giants appeared mocking me. I called on the name of *Jesus* but I was shut up by one of the giants. "The name you just called can no longer work for you " said the second giant. I was also referred to as a "Fornicator" by the third giant. I woke up instantly and felt emptied .

Days later, I was invited to a program as a guest minister. On my way to the program she called and said "Marcus I need to see u right away" I was scared thinking she was pregnant but reverse was the case. Getting to her house, she held me tightly and asked me to make love to her. I told her that I was on my way for a ministration but she held me so tight that I had no choice than to satisfy her. Yes ! We did it again. As soon as I stepped out , a voice said to me continuously " You have sinned, you have sinned,you have sinned..."

I decided to take a bike to the ministration across the road but lo and behold, I was knocked down by a fast moving car while crossing the road. Hmm ! I spent several months at the hospital to recuperate. Hmm ! I lost my legs from the ghastly accident . As I write, I am on a wheelchair with ocean of tears dripping from my eyes and with a heavy heart. Though, my experience made me a better Christain and I have a better relationship with God more than ever before.


*Ezekiel 18:24 says "But when the righteous turneth away from his righteousness, and committeth iniquity, and doeth according to all the abominations that the wicked man doeth, shall he live? All his righteousness that he hath done shall not be mentioned: in his trespass that he hath trespassed, and in hisd sin that he hath sinned, in them shall he die."*


*SALVATION IS FREE FOR ALL: Please, accept Jesus Christ as your Lord and personal Saviour because He is the Way and the Truth and the Life.*

*DEAR COMRADES IN CHRIST, "Be sober, be vigilant; because your adversary the devil, as a roaring lion, walketh about, seeking whom he may devour (1 Peter 5:*

MRS MARA (Complete Story)
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Written by Olatunji Abisinuola Stella & Olabamiji Adewale Stephen
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“It all happened on a sunny afternoon; I was in the school library reading for
the upcoming exams when David came into the library. We exchanged
pleasantries as he sat beside me to read. Suddenly, I had an attack being
asthmatic. I took my bag and frantically searched for my inhaler only to
discover that I left it on my table back in the hostel. Quickly, he brought out
an inhaler from his pocket and gave it to me after which he took me out of
the library.
After some minutes, I gained my consciousness. "Thank you" I told him.
"Shall we go back to the library?" I asked him. “You need to rest” he replied
me. He accompanied me to my hostel and it was then he told me that he
was also asthmatic and I got to know that we were in the same
department. After that day, we became best of friends. One thing led to the
other and we started dating despite the fact that I was in my first year at
the University while he was in his second year.
Hmmm, David! A tall, elegant, handsome, smart, charismatic, intelligent,
“naira loaded” and delightful young man. He was so charming and easy
going that virtually all the girls in the department wanted him for
themselves. Ever since David came into my life, my financial life changed
for better and every lady in my department wanted to be me. He spent so
much for me that I nearly cursed my parent for been poor.
Back at home, we could hardly afford three square meals daily. My parents
were poor illiterates but they valued education. My father was in form 3
when he lost his parents to a ghastly motor accident while my mother never
stepped school in her life time yet they made all efforts to get me educated
being their only child. I remembered my mother sold some of her valuables
and my father borrowed money to pay my school fees and other basic
recurrent expenditures when I got admission to the university.
David rented a well furnished 2 bedroom flat off-campus. Therefore, in my
first semester, 200level, I moved out of the hostel and began to cohabitate
with him. My parents were very concerned about my survival without
requesting money from them unlike in my first semester, 100level. I lied to
my parents that a philanthropic male lecturer was taking care of me and
some other students who were financially handicapped.
David was so caring and I loved him so much. He had seen and tasted “all
my private and public limited enterprises”. I mean we did things together
and we had sex almost every day. David showered me with a lot of gifts,
care and attention. He helped me during tests and exams being a senior
colleague. Believe me; life was very sweet with David that I forgot the child
of whom I was. Almost everyone on campus knew us as lovers.
During holidays, I would go to David's family house instead of going to see
my parent. Everyone in his family referred to me as "Iyawo wa" (our wife). I
would help his mother to wash her clothes, go to the market and do other
house chores. Everyone in his family including his maternal grandparent
loved me so much that they never failed to shower me with gifts anytime I
visited them.
We won the best couple award in the University several times. My friends
always prayed for a guy like David. David got me a car on my 21st birth
anniversary. Lest I forget, I had numerous abortions during our relationship.
David was not ready to be a father neither was I ready to be a baby mama.
If I wouldn't exaggerate, I had more than eight abortions for David. The
doctor told me after the ninth abortion that my two fallopian tubes had been
ruptured and a surgery had to be carried out on me. David was sober, he
cried all night promising to marry me and we both agreed on adopting
babies. I counted on David: I believed David. David got me deflowered; he
never caught me cheating on him with any other guy. Honestly, I thought he
was an angel not knowing he was a devil incarnate.
If not time that told me, I never knew David was a womanizer, although I
knew him to be a drunkard. One thing I admired about him was that he was
a cheerful giver. We went to different motherless babies homes every
weekend and one of his aims in life was to have a motherless baby home.
However, my father warned me several times never to get married to David
for a reason best known to him but I heeded not to his counsel. David
waited for me to complete the compulsory one year National Youth Service
Corps (NYSC) and we got married. Our wedding ceremony was the talk of
the country; the whole world attended the wedding ceremony. My mother
was happy at least to have brought me up to that level and she was happy
to become a grandmother as soon as possible not knowing that her
daughter is an empty vessel. After some months, David opened a big
supermarket for me where I spent most of my time. Money was always
coming in for David but I never knew the source. His choicest hobby was
travelling. He spent days and weeks outside home in the name of business
summits. I believed him to be a general merchant as he had claimed.
Besides, we both studied business administration in the university.
Eight months after our wedding party, it was around 2:00am, I was seriously
pressed, hence, I left the bedroom for toilet leaving my husband, David alone
in the room. Suddenly, I heard a heavy sound on our door as some people
broke the door to our bedroom. I wanted to rush out but I cautioned myself,
walked on my toes peeping from the door. I staggered, alas! I saw three (3)
hefty, masked and fully armed robbers. One of them hit David heavily and
ruthlessly on his cheek. The other one punched his mouth and blood
splashed from David’s mouth immediately. I became a living dead where I
was. The third one, I guess their boss said “David, have you seen what you
caused for yourself? You know our rule and whoever betrays shall die.”.
David painfully replied “Lord Jaguar Sir, I said I’m not interested in the
robbery business again. We’ve been sold to this ungodly and illegal business
since our early days in the university. We’ve had enough money and
properties that can sustain our lives even that of our children. With due
respect Boss; I’m out of the cult”. I was shocked to hear such satanic
dialogue from my husband. I silently asked myself, is David a robber?.
Jaguar chucked and said “David, I’ve known you for a very long time to be a
stubborn fellow. You know the covenant we made at the shrine. Whoever
leaves this cult will forfeit everything he has. Anyways, here is the good
news for you. We’ve killed your parents and everyone we met in their house.
And now, you will not only exit this cult but also exit this world”. Jaguar had
not finished his last statement before the other two guys fired David to
death. They left, having looked around if there is anyone else to kill but I
thank God they didn’t see me though; I almost entered the WC in the toilet.
Hmmm! I quickly rushed to the bedroom, alas! I found my David, lying
lifelessly in the pool of his own blood.
Few days after the brief investigation conducted by the Police, the remains
of David, his parents and other members of the family that were killed with
him were buried. Amazingly, while giving the last respect to David and his
family at the burial ground, two women showed up as David’s legally
married wives with evidences. The first woman brought a two year old
handsome baby boy that looked exactly like David while the other woman
carried a five months foetus for David according to her.
Surprisingly, David had a will to favour all his three wives and family. 35% of
his total assets goes to the wife with a baby boy, 27% to the wife with a
foetus, 23% for his siblings, 10% for me and the remaining 5% to a
Motherless Babies Home. Thank God that the supermarket was opened in
my name, I would have forfeited it.
Hmmm! There is nothing sweet in my life again. My life became shattered; I
regret falling into the wrong hands. I became an old shadow of myself. I
abused my body. I ruined my life because of the pleasures of the world. My
womb is gone; my integrity is not there any longer. If I had known; I wouldn't
have ventured into a relationship outside the will of God. My life is a mess
and I hate myself every time I look into the mirror to see my reflection.
Truly, “she that liveth in pleasure is dead while she liveth (1Timothy 5:6).”
The old woman told us her story at her 50th birth anniversary.
"Today, I am fifty years of age and I have decided to tell you my story so
that you will never make the same mistake I made because I see a bright
future ahead of you” said the old woman.
{We left her with ocean of tears dripping from our eyes. Wehad to pen down
her story so that we can all learn from it}.
“Flee fornication. Every sin that a man doeth is without the body; but he that
committeth fornication sinneth against his own body” (1Corinthians 6:18)
“Flee also youthful lusts: but follow righteousness, faith, charity, peace, with
them that call on the Lord out of a pure heart” (2Timothy 2:22)
Written by Olatunji Abisinuola Stella & Olabamiji Adewale Stephen
Edited By: Ayokunmi Koleoso
Published By: The Act Crew
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PVO, PFO, PMH, P2O, PTO and All SPAGS & SPADS especially those in
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Thanks for reading.

THE PRISONER AGONY

WRITTEN BY ADEWALE STEPHEN OLABAMIJI
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(SCENE ONE)

{Mary comes out of her bedroom crying profusely. Kola follows her to the sitting room while he buttons up his shirt)

Mary - Oh my God ! Am I not doomed like this? I keep fornicating even after I had vowed not to. This is getting out of hands, I speak in tongues (She gesticulates) I also interpret in tongues. I...

Kola - (Cuts in) Spare me all these sermons. Sister Mary, no one is perfect. We are all working towards perfection. Why do you see sex as a big deal? I am fed up of you crying anytime we do this. Let me know what I need to know so I can get my mind off you ( Moves closer to her)

Mary : Stay away from me Kola, I don't want to do this with you nor anyone until...

Kola : I am tired of hearing this from you over and over, I always try my best to stay away from you but you end up calling me again. Mary, I love you so much and i don't want to loose you.

Mary : Is this what you call love? We are workers in the vineyard of God, brother kola. (She weeps gently) I will like to be alone, kindly excuse me .

Kola : (Laughs concurrently) This is your usual word,am not surprised. Do not hesitate to call me on phone whenever you need me.(He storms out)

Mary : This is beyond my comprehension ( She kneels to talk to God) Father, this burden is too much for me to bear. Please, do not take your Holy Spirit away from me. I want to perform great exploits in your name oh Lord, help me to overcome the spirit of fornication. Do not cast me away from your presence, help me to preserve my body. I need to get out of this prison but Kola isn't helping matters, I love him a lot and I am sure that he loves me in return.
Father, I am confuse (She stands up) What is happening to me? (She checks her cellphone) I have to be on my way to church for rehearsal (She wipes her face with her handkerchief, she soliloquizes as she leaves for church)

(SCENE TWO)

(Grace, a vibrant drama minister is seen in her room studying the book of Psalms 51:1-19)

Grace - (After studying the bible, she begins to pray) Thank you gracious father, thank you for counting me among the living souls. Thank you for giving me the grace to overcome trials and temptations. Thank you for sending your only begotten son for me. Thank you Jesus for the gift of discerning between good and evil, thank you Jesus for the gift of prophesying. Thank you in anticipation for helping me to overcome the spirit of drugs, alcohols and every other thing that is not pleasing to you Lord. In Jesus mighty name I pray. Amen. (She sits down, presses her cellphone. Of a sudden, she begins to act abnormally) What is happening to me again? (She begins to behave like a drug addict, she removes her scarf and scratches her hair roughly) Haa, but I have vowed not to do this again. L.o.r.d, I have to do this for the last time. You just have to pardon me (She runs out of her bedroom, comes back holding some drugs. She settles on the floor, she rolls a paper filled with hard drug and lit it with matches. She begins to smoke heavily.) I can't kill myself, even God knows it is not easy to serve Him( She stands up and staggers to the bathroom to shower)


(SCENE THREE)
(Inside Pastor Matthew's office, he is seen reading a motivational book. On seeing Mary, he closes the book to attend to her)

Pastor - Have your seat my lovely daughter (senses her mood) am I right to assume that something is wrong?

Mary - (She sits) Your assumption is right sir. I am not okay at all

Pastor - (Sighs) What is the matter, sister Mary? Talk to me

Mary - (Sobs) Pastor, my life is a mess. I...

Pastor - Mess? Stop saying negative words into your life my daughter. Tell me what the problem is.

Mary - Sir, you know I speak in tongues, I interpret in tongues. I interpret for you whenever you preach. You know how signs and wonders happen whenever I sing, you...

Pastor - (Smiles) I know all these, my daughter. What is the matter?

Mary : (Downcast) Sir, I fornicate (She Crys) I have been in a relationship with brother Kola in the ushering department for more than seven months, we both fornicate pastor. Even though I don't want to do it, I find myself doing it over and over again.

Pastor : (Flabbergasted) What? You fornicate? I'm highly disappointed in you, I must confess to you. Since when have you been battling with this?

Mary : I have been battling with this before I gave my life to christ. Believe me pastor, I am not doing it intentionally.

Pastor - But you have a boyfriend according to what you told me?

Mary - Yes, pastor

(Enters Grace)

Grace - Good afternoon sir

Pastor - Sister Grace, good afternoon. Do wait for me at the reception, I will attend to you as soon as am through with sister Mary and...

Mary - (Cuts in) Let her stay pastor, she's a spirit filled lady and am very sure that the HOLY Spirit can minister to me through her.

Pastor - Have your seat

Grace - Thank you pastor (She sits)

Pastor - (Addresses Mary) like I said, am highly disappointed in you. You call yourself a Christian but you have a boyfriend and...

Grace - (Faces Mary) Boyfriend? So, I am not the only one battling with an addiction

Pastor - What? What are you battling with, sister Grace?

Grace- Sir, I had been a chained smoker and drug addict before I gave my life to Christ. Even after giving my life to him, I never stopped doing all these even though I wanted to Stop.

Mary - Sister Grace, you smoke? You do drugs? This is ridiculous.

Pastor - I am short of words. Let me address your issues one after the other. Sister Mary, Why do you have a boyfriend? As a Christian, you don't have to be in a wrong relationship. Even the bible states that "Flee away from every appearances of evil " I am so sure that if you are not in a wrong relationship, you can't keep doing this all the time. (Faces sister Grace) How do you expect to overcome the spirit of smoking, sniffing drugs when you still have all these things around you ? You know what?

Grace & Mary - What Pastor?

Pastor - I need to put you through somethings. Aside fasting and prayer, you both need to pass through some processes. Sister Mary, it is high time you knew what you want. If you want to follow Christ, you need to quit that wrong relationship you are into. Sister Grace, you need to dispose every trace of alcohols, cigarettes and drugs around you. Both of you should see me here tomorrow by 5pm. I am sure that with God on our side, you will scale through these. The decision is left for you to make. Let us pray (He joined his hands with theirs and they prayed) See you tomorrow, may the peace of God be with you.

Grace & Mary - Amen. Goodbye sir (They exit)

Pastor - This is unbelievable! Lord,have mercy (picks up some books and his car key) Holy spirit, minister to them. Let these ladies receive their perfect deliverance.(He leaves for home)

(SCENE FOUR)

(Three weeks later,after service on a Sunday afternoon. Mary comes to the pastor's office to share her testimony)

Mary - Goodafternoon sir, happy Sunday(She sits)

Pastor - How are you doing my daughter? Hope you enjoyed the service ?

Mary - Yes, I did. Sir, I came to share my testimony with you.

Pastor -What is the good news all about?

Mary - Sir, I broke up with brother Kola two weeks ago. Though, I have the urge to do some funny things. But I have been using the scriptural quotes you gave me. I feel joy within me, thank you so much sir.You have been a blessing to me daddy, I pray that the glory of God will never diminish in your life.

Pastor - Amen, thank you so much my lovely daughter. All glory to God Almighty. Thank God that you took to correction. Lest I forget, hope you are hearing from sister grace? It's going to one week since I saw her.

Mary - (Sighs) Her case is really pathetic daddy, I visited her at home five days ago but I met her absence. Though I met her younger sister, I was told she was at the psychiatric hospital at Abeokuta.

Pastor - Psychiatric what? what happened to her?

Mary - Same issue sir. It was the drugs that affected her.

Pastor - (Tears drops from his eyes) This is heartbreaking. Oh lord! My daughter, I will arrange for some people in church.We are going to visit her during the week. Stay blessed

Mary - Thank you daddy.(She leaves)

Pastor - God, but why? She promised she was going to stop drugs. What is happening Lord? I told sister Grace that it is more than fasting and prayer. I told her to be more practical, I pray she recovers quickly. As soon as she recovers, I will make sure I personally send her to a rehabilitation centre. This ought not to have happened to her. Father, lay your hands upon her and preserve her to be able to win more souls to your kingdom. Amen. (He attends to other members waiting to see him).

*NEVERTHELESS THE FOUNDATION OF GOD STANDETH SURE, HAVING THIS SEAL, THE LORD KNOWETH THEM THAT ARE HIS. AND, LET EVERY ONE THAT NAMETH THE NAME OF CHRIST DEPART FROM INIQUITY (2TIMOTHY 2:19)*


*THE END*

*THE NEMESIS*
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Written by ADEWALE STEPHEN OLABAMIJI

Hmmm! The engagement was fantastic and awesomely wonderful on Friday; February 8, 2019. Sadly, Saturday; February 9, 2019 was a good-bad day for my friend. It was his wedding day and the Church was filled with water of people with different fragrance. As in, I like the church's structure especially the fanciful decorations with different ornaments. The protocol officers directing the motion of the vehicles, the ushers' welcome smiles and attendance of gorgeously dressed anointed officiating ministers in different expensive fabrics and some noble personalities in the country made me feel privileged to be at the wedding. The Choir's angelic voices and inspired hymnal song when the beautiful bride was taken to the holy altar by her father exhilarated my heart. Truly, I saw and felt love in the atmosphere. Oh! What a colourful wedding with different groups in various costly attires that followed the both parents. What a skyrocketed joy in my heart to behold the noble king of my community in the church. My friend, Samuel was happy to the brim to behold his dear bride, Janet at the altar. They both met at a conference about 2 years ago and now, the two is becoming one.
"The next item on the program is joining of the intending couple together and to minister is our father in the Lord, the Senior Pastor (SP) of this church" said a young man of God. He walked to the pulpit.

"Let somebody shout hallelujah!" said the Senior Pastor and the whole congregation joyfully responded. He continued "Hebrew 13:4; Marriage is honourable in all, and the bed undefiled: but whoremongers and adulterers God will judge. God instituted marriage between a man and a woman from the beginning in the garden of Eden (Genesis 2:18). And Jesus, our Saviour was present in a marriage at Cana of Galilee (John 2:1-2). For this cause shall a man leave his father and mother, and shall be joined unto his wife, and they two shall be one flesh (Genesis 2:24, Ephesians 5:31)". He ordered the intending couple to come forward. "Bro Samuel, kindly unveil your bride?" the Senior Pastor said. Samuel gladly and softly did as instructed and Janet expressed her happiness with a lovely smile offering. Chai!, the shower of love rained heavily on me. Ooh! I received baptism in an ocean of love immediately. Truly, they both love each other and they've been expecting this wonderful day. "Basically, marriage is meant for companionship (Genesis 2:18-23), procreation (Genesis 1:28), prevention of immorality and sexual sin (1 Corinthians 7:2, Hebrew 13:4) and fulfilling God's purpose for a Christian home (Ephesians 5:20-30, 6:1-5). Hmmm! Is there anyone in this congregation who is AGAINST the union of Brother Samuel Adekunle and Sister Janet Tolulope to kindly signify now or keep mute till eternity? The Senior Pastor asked. The whole church was in total silence such that one could hear a drop of needle. Alas! The congregation were left in unpleasant astonishment to behold a man who raised his voice loudly as he jumped down from the church's gallery. "I AM AGAINST THEIR UNION sir" said the man. The security and protocol officers quickly arrested and dragged him out of the church but the Senior Pastor ordered his release. "Please, let the young man come forward to clear his mind" said the Senior Pastor.

I saw the congregation in serious panic as the Senior Pastor gave him microphone to voice out. "With due respect sir, I'm sorry to conflict the ongoing peace in this atmosphere. I am Peter Jacob but my peers often call me P.JACK. I'm not here to halt the marriage but simply to collect my properties in Janet's custody" said the man. "Haaaa!" said the congregation. "About 7 years ago, Janet was my girl friend in the University. We were into drug trafficking. There's no hard drug we've never traded across some countries. We were led to the business by a friend and we were prosperous in it. In June 2012, we were almost successful at the International Airport to deliver the drug to a client but we were caught. Specifically, the substance was detected on Janet but we were arrested together because I was with her. Janet was wallowing in tears because of the great punishment ahead besides, the reputation of her parents was at stake being a noble SAN's daughter. I told her to calm down. I truly loved her besides; she was 3 months pregnant then. Actually, our plan was to do the last deal and quit the business, finish our last semester examination and then travel out for a while to enjoy.
As a man, I summoned courage to go to jail in her stead so that she would take care of our assets especially the foetus since we've both agreed to keep the baby and that she could strategically use her father's influence to let me out of the prison. So, we made it a deal and I was indicted before the law. To my astonishment, the only person who was with me at the prison was my shadow and I was decaying there. After several years, I was released and I had nothing to live on. When I went back to the school, some lecturers avoided me like a plague... calling me a ghost. I couldn't understand them until I reached the school administrative officer who brought out my file on which R.I.P. was clearly and boldly written. He told me that Janet had spread the news of my demise some years ago. He added that I was shot to death by the gunmen when I was caught in drug trafficking" said P.Jack. "Haaaa! Sister Janet" said some members in the congregation. "All my accounts were in zeros and our then joint account was blocked. The site I was building then had been sold by Janet. I don't know where she got 'my death certificate' to claim my bank investments while I'm still living. To worsen the matter, I heard that she also paid some people to get me poisoned in the prison but thank God they failed. The most painful is my father whose hands and legs got paralyzed when he heard that I'm late. The grey haired man is now on wheels.
I've been looking for her since late last year when I returned from the prison. She thought I'm dead but thank God I'm alive. I got to know that she'll be getting married today through Facebook. Sir, I'm not here to obstruct the marriage. I only need just two things from Janet which are my assets and my child. Thanks sir for the privilege". Said P.Jack. Confusion took over the congregation as Janet didn't obstruct P.Jack after his narration. Samuel became dumbfounded. "Hmmm! Sister Janet, remember God is the greatest Judge. So, what do you have to say about this? Asked Senior Pastor. Janet in tears and fears replied "it...i...s...tr...ue...sir". Pandemonium paraded the church. The bride's mother fainted and some people rushed to her aid. Some church members left in annoyance especially the very important personalities. The Groom's parent couldn't hold their peace anymore as they shamefully moved out of the church while bride's father walked out in anger as his entourage rushed after him. The bride remained standing speechlessly. The king also departed with his entourage while the groups moved out in exodus. "Hmm!, Bro Samuel Adekunle, has your bride told you this before now? Should we continue the joining?" The Senior Pastor asked.
P.Jack stood still expecting his request. "Hmm! Sir, we courted for almost 17months. Janet never told me anything like this. Sorrowfully, this is a public disgraced. I've publicly disgraced my family. I'm not interested in the union again." Samuel said as he walked out in annoyance and I moved after him being the best man. But I heard the Senior Pastor saying, Sister Janet, you should have dealt with this NEMESIS long time ago. He moved closer to persuade her and with a touch, Janet was falling for she had fainted while standing. The best lady and the bride's entourages rushed to her aid. The other officiating ministers shamefully moved to their offices while the choir parted one after the other. Outside the church, Janet was carried into the Senior Pastor's vehicle and he drove to the hospital... Angrily, Samuel instructed our driver to take us back to the hotel where we lodged over the night. I looked at the church from the vehicle's side mirror and to my greatest surprise; P.JACK took a bike and pursued the Pastor's vehicle that carried Janet...

*Dear Reader, what is the NEMESIS in your life that can stand against your union with Jesus at the Lamb's marriage?*

Hmmm! *“THE NEMESIS” could be "ADULTERY, FORNICATION, UNCLEANNESS, LASCIVIOUSNESS, IDOLATRY, WITCHCRAFT, HATRED, VARIANCE, EMULATIONS, WRATH, STRIFE, SEDITIONS, HERESIES, ENVYINGS, MURDERS, DRUNKENNESS, REVELLINGS, AND SUCH LIKE: OF THE WHICH HE TOLD YOU BEFORE, AS HE HAD ALSO TOLD YOU IN TIME PAST, THAT THEY WHICH DO SUCH THINGS SHALL NOT INHERIT THE KINGDOM OF GOD" GALATIANS 5:19-22.*

*Brother /Sister, ONLY THE PURE IN HEARTS WILL SEE JESUS. THOSE WHOSE GARMENTS GLOW WITH PURITY*

*“That He might present it to HIMSELF a GLORIOUS CHURCH, NOT having SPOT, or WRINKLE, or ANY SUCH THING; but that it should be HOLY and WITHOUT BLEMISH.”*
Ephesians 5:27

* Written By: ADEWALE STEPHEN OLABAMIJI
* Edited By: Ayokunmi Koleoso
* Pictured By: Vessel Images
*Published By: The Act Crew

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