MY BABY HUSBAND

Episode 61

Written By Ayo Omolayo

CHRISTIANA’S POV

I arrived at the gate and beeped my car horn. The gate opened but it wasn’t Silas who opened it.

I felt depressed on the spot. I was looking forward to seeing him. I sighed and was about to ask the gateman about Silas when daddy stopped me.

“HE’S WAITING FOR YOU!” He said.

I smiled and drove into the parking lot. These days I discovered I had gotten into another realm in my walk with God. I noticed that God could tell me things before they happened. He would just gist me and tell me this person is coming. Before I start arguing how impossible it would be for that person to come, the person appears.

Sometimes we would be gisting and he’ll tell me so so would call me. It won’t be long before my phone would start ringing.

I don’t know what this realm is called ooo. Can someone please help me explain to me what I’m experiencing?

I took the elevator. My heart was pounding heavily within me. Finally I was going to submit under a man. Hmmmmm! Not just any man. A man I once ordered around as a boss. Now, he’ll be the one to order me as my spiritual head.

I cannot take decisions on my own, travel the way I like or spend my money without his permission. Hmmmmm! The submissive wife. A part of me panicked. I was about to go into a relationship again. This would be my second relationship and my first as a Christian.

“God please be with me. I don’t know how to do it and I’m not the leader in this relationship. Please give me wisdom to handle everything and be a submissive and humble wife”, I prayed in whispers.

I stepped out of the elevator and saw Silas sitting at the reception outside my office.

I almost wanted to run back into the elevator and hide myself.

“Father please help me! This is my first Christian relationship. Please help me do it right!” I prayed as I took slow steps to meet Silas.

He stood up immediately he saw me and smiled.

I lowered my eyes and bent my knees slightly. How does a submissive wife greet her husband?

“Good morning sir!” I said.

“Morning sister Christiana! How are you?”

“I’m fine sir!” I replied, still struggling with looking at him eye ball to eye ball.

He was smiling and I wasn’t sure why he was. Perhaps he wasn’t over the shock that the CEO of Kolapo production company was now his wife to be. It felt like a dream.

My receptionist came and met us at the door. She greeted me and left Silas because he was on his uniform. No one wants to greet the gateman.

I decided to act as if I didn’t notice and opened my office. We both entered and I quickly asked him to sit down.

I opened the windows and put some things in order. I wanted to sit on my office chair when I felt a restriction on my spirit.

“DON’T SIT ON THE OFFICE CHAIR. IT WOULD LOOK LIKE A DISCUSSION BETWEEN THE BOSS AND HER GATEMAN. HE’S STILL STRUGGLING WITH HIS MINDSET. HE HAS ALWAYS SEEN YOU AS A BOSS. AND THE BEST WAY TO BREAK THAT CONSCIOUSNESS IS FOR YOU TO CONDESCEND TO HIS LEVEL.

USE THE SOFA. THE THREE SEATER SOFA”,

I moved to the sofa and sat down.

“Mr Silas”, I called, instead of the local and usual Oga Silas.

“Ma!” He replied and turned in response.

I almost wanted to reply him not to refer to me as ma, but waved it aside.

“Let’s be seated here”, I said.

He stood up and joined me on the sofa. He sat beside me and said nothing. I felt my heart beating fast within me. I stole glances at him and quickly looked away when he tried to catch me in the act.

Finally, Silas broke the silence. I was so happy he did.

“So you said you would marry me. Right?” He asked.

I paused and stole a look at him. He caught me in the act and chuckled.

I managed a smile.

“Wow! And she’s happy about it?” He asked.

“Why wouldn’t I be?” I replied.

“Wow!” He gasped.

“Don’t forget I’m a gateman oooo!”

I had to look him in the eyes this time.

“Silas, it has nothing to do with who you are. All that matters is who God created you to be. You’re my husband and my God given husband. And can I ask you a question?”

“Aah! My CEO! Please ask your question”, he replied smiling.

“Oga Silas stop that! I’m serious here. You’ll address me as……..as…….as…….”

“As boss right”, he asked.

“As Cris! Just call me Cris or Christiana. Anyone you are okay with”.

“Okay! I’m okay with Christy. It’s strange calling my boss my fiancee. It’s really strange to me”, he said.

“Yeah! But we’ll roll with it”, I replied smiling.

“Okay! So back to your question”, he said.

“Yes, I wanted to ask you. I wanted to ask you to ask you if I could ask you. My goodness! What am I saying?” I asked.

“CEO! No fall my hand oooo!” He said laughing.

God was I feeling shy for him. I don’t understand what was happening to me. But I understood one thing. I was falling in love.

I remembered this happened to me when Chris and I started our relationship.

I remembered how I asked my mentor if it was possible to love the man God gave to you in marriage?

“Cris! That’s not a question. God lives in you and he is love. You don’t have to worry about falling in love. He’ll do that himself. The way you guys would fall in love will look like magic. But in no time, you’ll always want to pick up your phone and call him, just to hear his voice.

Leave the falling in love with each other to God. Infact, you’ll be the one telling him the love is too much. Whenever you accept God’s will for your life. He takes over alot of responsibilities. It’s just like with a father and the son. Whenever the son rebels and tells the father, he doesn’t want what he wants him to do the father withdraws or should I say, like the prodigal son, leaves his father.

What that means is, he’ll be the one paying the bills. Paying for the rent, the food, the clothes, the light bill, because he’s on his own. Soon, he’ll become bankrupt. But when he’s with his father, his father supplies all his needs. All he needs to do is to go and tell Daddy anything you need.

And in most cases, you don’t even tell daddy before he does them for you. He sent you into the relationship. He knows love would be needed there, so he’ll fill your heart with love. He knows humility and submissiveness would be needed in the relationship. He’ll provide all you need. It’s a small case”.

I smiled as I remembered it all. I turned to look at Silas and our eyes met.

He smiled and I returned it. He reached for my hand and took it gently. I made no attempt to resist.

He stood up and took me along with him. This was the first time my gateman was holding my hand. Just the physical touch alone, sent a tingling sensation in my tommy.

“Wow! My husband is holding my hand”, I said within me like a woman that just got married.

He took me along with him and I followed like a good girl I was. I was even surprised at myself. Was this the CEO and her gateman? I was bo longer the CEO here. I was someone’s woman now. I must submit to him in everything. This new status was overwhelming.

When we arrived at the center of the room. He turned and faced me. He held my two hands together and drew closer. My legs shook in excitement as he dipped his hand into his trouser pocket. I knew what was coming and couldn’t wait.

“Christy! There’s no relationship without an official proposal. So I have decided to give you a proper proposal. I knew you would love to be surrounded by cameras and friends. Or probably video the event. I’m sorry I’m giving you something small and less befitting. A woman with so much achievement at the age of 33. Please accept me for who I am”.

“You don’t have to do something elaborate”, I interrupted.

“I don’t need the cameras. To hell with the cameras. I just need God’s will for my life. And as long as he’s standing right before me, I am the woman with the greatest achievement in life”,

He smiled and looked into my eyes.

“Wow! In so glad you understand all these”, he said and the moment I had waited for all my came as he went down on one knee.

“Christy, I have asked your sweet Daddy for his permission and he has given me a go ahead”,

“Wait!” I interrupted.

“How did you know that’s my pet name for God?” I asked.

“Look at you! I have been reading about you in the spirit realm. Your hobbies, your passion, your friends and your current height in the spiritual realm”, he answered.

“So what’s my height in the spiritual realm?” I asked.

“Miss, I’m proposing here!”

“Oh sorry! Continue”, I said smiling.

“Christiana! I want you to know that from the depths of my heart, I love you”.

I looked into his eyes and almost fell on the floor due to the rush of emotions I was getting.

“Wait! How were you able to read my spiritual profile? What are you? A hacker in the realm of the spirit?”

He burst into laughter and I contacted the laugh and started to laugh as well.

“CRIS, I WILL FLOG YOU OOO. YOU’RE USING MY SON TO KNEEL DOWN ABI? YOU WILL NOT ALLOW HIM FINISH HIS PROPOSAL ABI?”

“Daddy you know I’m a very stubborn girl. So allow me to find trouble small. He wouldn’t realize I’m trying to keep him kneeling for long.

“THAT’S A LIE CRIS! I’LL GIVE HIM EXPO. I’LL TELL HIM YOU’RE TRYING TO KEEP HIM ON HIS KNEES”,

“Daddy please na! Don’t spoil my play for me!”

“CRIS I DISAGREE!”

“Daddy! Daddy!”

“NO WAY! I’M TELLING HIM”.

“Okay daddy, if you back me up, you’ll earn a kiss from your baby girl!” I replied.

The way the Holy Ghost laughed within me was so joyous that physically, I started laughing.

“Cris why are you laughing?” He asked smiling.

“Don’t worry!” I said admist laughter.

“Okay!” He replied and brought the ring out of the box and took my wrist.

“Will you marry me?”

Somebody help me answer that WAEC question. Any volunteers in the house?

“Mr Silas! I don’t understand what God is doing, but I can’t explain how I feel just having you holding my hand and asking me to be your wife. I feel on top of the world. The happiest woman on earth would be the perfect description. I’m bubbling with joy so much that I feel like I’m going to have explode.

Silas! As I see you, I see my head. The love of my life. The father of my children. And the man I would journey with into my divine calling and destiny.

What are you waiting for? Put that ring in my finger. Yes I will marry you. Yes, I will be the submissive wife. I will be the wife who would submit to you in everything. I will be that would God has broken and furnished abd present to you.
I will marry you”, I said.

“THAT’S MY GIRL”, Came the gentle whisper.

“Thanks daddy”,

“DON’T WORRY ABOUT THE CAMERA AND THE CROWD. THE HOSTS OF HEAVEN AND MY VERY SELF ARE HERE CLAPPING”, He said.

“Daddy! So you have time to attend the proposal of this rebel Cris and her gateman”,

“I ALWAYS HAVE TIME FOR MY BABY GIRL!”

I felt like the ground should open and swallow me. This love dey make my head kolo.

To be continued……

Please who is getting us soft drinks, we have a proposal party to attend.

And who is filming the occasion. Please get your cameras ready.

None of you knows Silas can dance very well.

Wow! The way they are falling in love is so overwhelming.

Cris wants to kss God oooo!
??????

Me sef I want to kiss him jare.

The will of God is the best option in life. You’ll never regret ever accepting his will for your life. I repeat, never!

INSPIRED BY THE BREAD OF LIFE
WRITTEN BY AYO OMOLAYO
YOUR BROTHER IN CHRIST ?

MY BABY HUSBAND : EPISODE 61 – 80

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MY BABY HUSBAND

Episode 41

By Ayo Omolayo

“Cynthia, please help me go through those documents!” I told my secretary.

“Okay ma!” She said and began to open the documents.

I turned to my laptop on the table and continued typing the letter to one of our reputable customers.

My office phone rang and I picked it up. My receptionist said Harmony was here to see me. What could be the reason?

“Please send her in!” I replied and dropped the telephone. Soon, the door opened and she walked in.

“Good morning sister! How are you and how was your night?” I asked.

“It was awesome! Thank you ma!”

I smiled, “You’re welcome”.

She turned to say hi to Cynthia, when I went further to ask.

“So how was your quiet time?”

She looked at me with shock written on her face.

“My quiet time?” She asked as though she didn’t hear me.

“Yes! How was it?”

“Hmmmmm! It’s a long story ma!”

I looked up at her. My face gave the look of I need your explanation.

She looked at me and exhaled.

“It’s a long story ma. Something we can’t say in brief,” she replied.

I wanted to tell her to meet me later, but my lips paused as I attempted saying that. I noticed these things happened to me perpetually. Maybe, I want to go somewhere or something. As soon as I got up to move, my legs would pause in their tracks.

When I stopped, that’s when I would hear within me that I should not go. Sometimes I would want to say something, then I would notice the same thing happening. When I would listen to the inner voice, that’s when I would hear that daddy doesn’t want me to say that.

So I understood and smiled.

“I have time!” I said, closing the laptop screen.

She looked at me, a bit shocked by my actions. I nodded looked at the chair in front of me and she got the message. While my secretary was busy with the documents, I started the conversation with Harmony.

“So tell me, what’s the challenge?” I asked quietly, trying to get the conversation in low tones, because I was not ready to dismiss my secretary. But Harmony didn’t coperate with me. She spoke to the hearing of everyone in the room.

“Ma! I do pray ooo. Thanks for all you taught me about prayer and how to discipline the body. I really appreciate. But the struggle is too much. Today, I’m praying, tomorrow is something different. I’ll get up and pray, but as I’m praying, all I feel is tiredness.

I struggle and struggle and when I cannot continue, I go back to sleep. By the time I wake up, it’s already dawn. I would feel so guilty that day and moody throughout the day. I don’t know why it’s like that. I tried and tried, but I always see myself struggling.

Ma! Sometimes I would wake up ooo. But to get up from the bed Ehn! Wahala! I will just tell myself that maybe a little sleep would help me regain my strength and sleep a little. By the time I wake up, it’s too late. I’m not happy with the turn out of all these. I want a consistent relationship with God. But I don’t know why it’s so difficult to have.

Ma! Please can you help me?” She asked.

“Me too!” My secretary said.

We both turned to her direction.

“I’m tired of struggling. Today, I’m strong, tomorrow I’m skipping quiet time. Today I’ll pray very well, tomorrow, I’ll be struggling with sleep.

There’s a question I used to ask. Can’t God give us the power to pray and keep our quiet time? Why must he allow us to continue struggling? I pray to him to give me grace to pray and it’s as if he’s happy watching me struggle. At least, when I cry to God for grace to pray when I’m struggling, I expect something to happen. But I keep struggling and feel so tired and weak.

I’ll have no other choice than to rest a little so I don’t collapse. I just want to be free from all these.

I’m sorry for interrupting, but I believe this discussion started because of me. What can I do?” She asked.

I exhaled.

“Daddy oya ooo!” I said within me.

“YOU KNOW HOW TO DO IT?”

“I don’t know anything oooo!”

“I MEAN, YOU KNOW HOW TO ACCESS ME WHEN YOU NEED TO SPEAK MY WORD!”

“No sir!”

“IT’S SIMPLE! OPEN YOUR MOUTH AND I WILL FILL IT! FOR IT IS NOT YOU THAT SPEAKS, BUT THE SPIRIT OF YOUR FATHER SPEAKING THROUGH YOU!”

I exhaled and began.

“Let’s look at the Holy scriptures. Open to Judges 16. Let’s read from verse 26.

I brought out my phone and opened it. They did the same and I read aloud.

“Samson said to the young man who was acting as his guide, “Put me where I can touch the pillars that hold up the temple so I can rest against them.”

Verse 27. The building was packed with men and women, including all the Philistine tyrants. And there were at least 3,000 in the stands watching Samson’s performance.

Verse 28. And Samson cried out to God: Master, God! Oh, please, look on me again, Oh, please, give strength yet once more. God! With one avenging blow let me be avenged On the Philistines for my two eyes!

Verse 29. Then Samson reached out to the two central pillars that held up the building and pushed against them, one with his right arm, the other with his left.

Verse 30. Saying, “Let me die with the Philistines,” Samson pushed hard with all his might. The building crashed on the tyrants and all the people in it. He killed more people in his death than he had killed in his life”.

I looked at them and their faces said it all. How does what we just read have anything to do with the questions they asked?

I smiled.

“Sisters, I want you to know something about building your relationship with God. Building your spiritual life is first discipline. Truth be told, God helps to pray. Strength from nowhere comes through the spirit within you. He is a quickening spirit. The spirit of life and grace. He empowers your physical body to do what he wants you to do. But can I ask you a question?”

They nodded on affirmation.

“If I send money to you through transfer into your account, would that money automatically appear in your palms?”

“No!” They chorused.

“That’s exactly what discipline is all about. God has done everything for you. Everything you need to be who you ought to be in Christ Jesus is loaded in the person of the Holy Spirit. The moment you received the Holy Spirit when you gave your life to Christ, you had everything. The grace that has no impossiblities attached to it, was released into your life.

But his grace doesn’t come to you if you don’t go for it. Just as you would need to get up and appear before the ATM machine or POS center and withdraw what your heavenly father has sent into your account.

God has sent you the grace to observe your quiet time. The grace to be consistent in prayers and bible study. But he’s not going to tap you and drag you out of your house to the ATM machine. You’ll have to do that for yourself. That’s where discipline comes in.

I know you want a kind of magic powers. Something that you don’t need to go through the pain of discipline. You get up and start the prayers and energy flows like magic. But that’s not how it works.

Now look at Samson. Let’s read the last verse again.

Judges 16:30. Saying, “Let me die with the Philistines,” Samson pushed hard with all his might. The building crashed on the tyrants and all the people in it. He killed more people in his death than he had killed in his life.

He pushed how?” I asked.

“Hard”, they answered in unison.

“Some translations said, he pushed with everything in him. Am I correct?”

They nodded in affirmation.

“Who brought the house down? Was it Samson or God?”

“It was God!”

“Why was God able to bring the house down?”

“Because Samson pushed the pillars with all the strength he had in him”, Harmony answered.

“Hebrews 10:38. Now the just shall live by faith: but if any man draw back, my soul shall have no pleasure in him.

Samson pushed with all his strength, then God’s grace took over from where his strength ended. Those who give up at the slightest difficulty. Those who back out would never see God’s grace in the place of prayer.

Now let me tell you a mystery. When you’re praying and your flesh is getting weak. Don’t listen to it. When you kneel down to pray or stand on your feet and all your body aches so badly, that’s not the time to quit. You try your best and all your body tells you is to go back to bed. You have lost the battle.

There’s something in the realm of the spirit called COALS OF FIRE. When prayers ascend into the heavens and those prayers have reached a level called COALS OF FIRE, something dramatic happens.

In the bible, Isaiah said in the year King Uzziah died, he saw God. It was in the realm of prayers. He was on his knees praying when his prayers got to the realm of the coals of fire.

What happens at this realm is not particularly seeing of visions. But this realm is a realm where supernatural experiences that changes one’s life forever occurs. Some see visions, some experience God physically. Like they begin to feel God around in the room. If God touched their shoulder, they would know.

At this point, the power of darkness that holds one captive to sinful habits, inconsistency in the place of intimacy, compromising perpetually and everything that a person struggles with as a Christian is completely destroyed.

Isaiah had a weakness. He had a bad mouth. He could speak unclean words so much that as a prophet, it remained his weakness. But that day, a supernatural surgery in the realm of the spirit happened.

Just a touch from the coals of fire on his lips, his addiction died a natural death. His weakness was gone forever. His struggling with his Spiritual life ended completely.

But you don’t understand this. That’s what we Christians miss. We don’t understand we’re about to break into a supernatural realm through our consistency. We think it’s weakness. We think it our bodies, but it’s more spiritual than physical.

It’s war! The spirit an the flesh have drawn their swords and gone into battle with each other and do you know who is winning?”

“The flesh!” Harmony answered.

“No! The spirit!” I answered.

They looked at me with shock written on their faces.

“So, how can we get into this realm?”

“I’ll teach you?”

To be continued…….

Hmmm! I kept asking, why the struggles? Why the inconsistency? Why the difficulty?

And God showed up with the answer

I’m tired of struggling. Today, I’m strong, tomorrow I’m skipping quiet time. Today I’ll pray very well, tomorrow, I’ll be struggling with sleep.

If that’s your experience, don’t miss the next episode.

Get your pen and jotter tomorrow

The lecture continues…..

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WRITTEN BY AYO OMOLAYO
YOUR BROTHER IN CHRIST ?

MY BABY HUSBAND : EPISODE 41 – 60

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MY BABY HUSBAND

Episode 21

Written By Ayo Omolayo

I sat in the floor of my room in tears. I had been crying ever since I came back from my father-in-law’s house.

I remembered my conversation with my uncle. I quickly picked up my phone and dialed his number.

“Why did you do that?”

“Do what?” He asked.

“Why did you encourage Chris’ father to go against the wedding?”

“That wasn’t me. It was all his doing. I only called him to explain to him I wasn’t ready to give out my precious daughter in marriage. Suddenly, he started telling me that he wasn’t ready to allow his son get married either. He started telling me about his hot temper and everything.

I only had to enjoy the conversation. So I asked him what he intended to do and that was how I got to know that he invited you to the house. He told me he had something to tell you to convince you that marrying Chris would be a disaster. I had no idea about what it was. I only worked with the information he gave me and played a little omniscient game on you”.

“Chris may have anger issues, that doesn’t change the fact that I love him. I’ll always love him no matter what happens”, I said in protest.

“Wait! So you knew he’s not good enough for you?” He asked.

“Says who?”

“Then why are you forcing yourself into something you would regret? Cristina! This is a gamble. What if he gets too angry and strangles you without realizing it? Only to regret his actions when you’re already six feet in the grave. You know I will gladly bury you with a smile”.

“Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!” I yelled consistently and hung up.

Even my uncle who hated me so much could advice me to choose the right man. Who would tell me God didn’t warn me enough?

“God why? Why do this to me? Why ask for the one thing I love so much and when I refused to give you, you started destroying everything in my life just to frustrate me!”

“Really?” Came that gentle voice.

“Yes! You’re making life hell for me!” I replied.

“Well, you’re not the first person to say that!”

“Who else said that?” I asked.

“Get your bible!” Came the gentle whisper.

Was I talking to someone? Who was this person talking to me like a completely different person, but still inside me?

The feeling to get the Bible was still strong on me so I decided to go and do as my mind was instructing me.

“Open to the book of Jonah chapter 2 and read verse 2.

I began to flip open the pages until I arrived at the passage.

“Jonah 2:2 And said, I cried by reason of mine affliction unto the LORD, and he heard me; out of the belly of hell cried I, and thou heardest my voice”.

“So you’re not the first person to willingly disobey God and find your life miserable. Do you know what it means to live inside a fish for 3 days?

Have you ever smelt the body odour of fish? Then imagine if you had to live inside that kind of smell. Jonah was suffocating, yet he could not die. The heat the smell and the wetness. The gross, the digestion and blood of whatever the animal ate. He cried he was in hell.

“But why do you have to frustrate me like Jonah? I was free to chose who I wanted to follow? Why impose your will on my life?”

“Cris! The day you got born again, do you remember what you told me?”

“I don’t understand? What did I tell you?” I asked.

“Can you remember the sinner’s prayer?”

“Yes I do!”

“Good! Repeat them let’s hear”.

Was I talking to myself? Where was all these coming from?

“Lord Jesus!” I began.

“I am a wretched sinner! Forgive me of all my sins. Come into my life and be my Lord and personal saviour!”

“And be your what?” Came the gentle whisper.

“My Lord and personal saviour!” I repeated.

“You asked me to be two things to you. Lord and saviour. But you only needed a saviour not a Lord. You only wanted a saviour to protect you and keep you, but not a Lord.
Christiana! What’s the meaning of Lord?”

“Boss! Someone in charge. Someone in position of authority and commands obedience”, I replied.

“Good! So you actually asked me to be in charge and that was simply what I was doing. And all these while what you have been doing was rebelling against the established authority. So the authority decided to punish you for disobeying the rules and regulations of the new government.

That’s the problem with alot of Christians today. When they asked Jesus to come into their lives, they didn’t know they were asking for a Lord. They were asking for a new Boss to take over the affairs of their lives. They signed the contract and made God the man in charge, but still follow instructions from their former boss, the devil.

They still go behind and do his bidding and claim they are loyal to their new boss. Well, when the management could not put up with their actions, they decided that they must be punished. So they seized his salary and cut off the allowances. Took the official car and house and alot of benefits. In your exact words, frustrated the life of the unfaithful servant”.

I bowed my head and sighed.

“What do you want me to do?”

“What I’ve always wanted you to do. I want Chris! Surrender or do you still want to go ahead with the marriage plans? I’ll be in attendance”.

“Lord! You know I love him so much!”

“I’m not forcing you!”

“Please change him and allow me marry him!”

“You don’t tell me what to do. Feel free to marry him if you want to, I’m not forcing you!”

I went down on my knees, tears streaking down my cheeks. Then a scripture came to my heart.

“MY SPIRIT WILL NOT STRIVE WITH MAN, FOR HE IS FLESH AND BLOOD”.

I was shocked by that revelation. I had read that scripture without understanding it. But today, my heart was completely opened to what it meant.

I understood what God was saying in that scripture. I knew God was stepping out of my way to give me the
freedom I was seeking. But I was scared. What would life look like without God? How
would I survive, with the knowledge that I intentionally disobeyed his instruction?

If Satan were to attack me tomorrow, would God listen if I cried to him for help?

“And when ye spread forth your hands, I will hide mine eyes from you. Yea, when ye make many prayers, I will not hear: your hands are full of blood.” Came another scripture.

I quivered in fear. What would it look like to have it at the back of your mind that God is not with you in the journey you embarked on. A boat without Jesus on board would sink when the storms of life come on its full force. That scripture kindled uneasiness in my heart.

“Lord why are you doing this to me?” I asked and waited for a response, but there was none.

“Lord! Please don’t leave me!” I wept.

“What do you want me to do? I’ve already told you what to do and you told you can’t do it. You’re free to do whatever you like!” Came the gentle whisper.

I quickly took her Bible and began flipping. I didn’t know what I was looking for but kept flipping the pages. I paused when I caught sight of an highlighted verse.

“Psalms 81:11 But my people would not hearken to my voice; and Israel would none of me.
12 So I gave them up unto their own hearts’ lust: and they walked in their own counsels.
13 Oh that my people had hearkened unto me, and Israel had walked in my ways!
14 I should soon have subdued their enemies, and turned my hand against their adversaries.
15 The haters of the LORD should have submitted themselves unto him: but their time should have endured for ever.
16 He should have fed them also with the finest of the wheat: and with honey out of the rock should I have satisfied thee.”

I bowed her head and wept bitterly.

Soon another scripture popped up in my heart.

“I know the plans I have for you. Plans to prosper you and not to harm you. To give you your expectations at the end”.

I believed my tears could fill a bucket. I laid flat on the floor before the King that can never be challenged

The scripture I had read kept repeating itself in my heart but in a different way.

“But Christiana would not listen to me, neither would she surrender to my will for her life.
So I gave her up to the lust of her heart and permitted her to do what she desperately wanted to do.

Oh! Oh that Christiana would listen to me. How I wish she could obey me?
I should soon have subdued her enemies, and turned my hand against her adversaries.
All those who hates her God should have submitted themselves and given their lives to Christ.
I should have fed you with the finest of the wheat: and with honey out of the rock
should I have satisfied you”.

I wept like a baby. My tears were endless.

“Cris! Surrender! Why fight against a God too powerful for you?”

“Lord it’s so hard!” I wailed.

“I know it’s hard! That’s why the bible says the road is narrow. Only few people follow this path. But I promise you, you would never regret it”.

At this point, I knew I had no choice. It’s now or never.

I braced myself up, leaning on my hands and knees.
It was time to make that decision that would change my life forever. It was time to give up the one thing that held me bound.

“Lord I’m so sorry. I can see the pain you feel, when men refuse to allow you take the wheel of
their lives. With my Imagination, I can see the HOLY SPIRIT grieving in that scripture I just read.

If your plans for my life is better than what I am planning for myself, then why am I so stupid? Why am I fighting for something less, when you have bigger plans for me?

You can have my life Lord. It is yours. You can have my marriage. I am ready to accept your will for my life. You only know what is best for me.”

To be continued……

Congratulations Cris!

At past the stubborn rat has been caught.

Ha! She stubborn Sha. Let’s see if she means business this time. Let’s see if she wouldn’t fall for the next drama Chris would act.

How many of you accepted Jesus as your saviour and not as your Lord?
How many of you asked him to come into your heart, but only wanted him to protect you and not take charge of your life?

Luke 6:46 And why call ye me, Lord, Lord, and do not the things which I say?

It’s time to say yes Lord and surrender to his will. You don’t need to enter the belly of the whale before accepting his will.

2 Corinthians 6:17 Wherefore come out from among them, and be ye separate, saith the Lord, and touch not the unclean thing; and I will receive you, 6:18 And will be a Father unto you, and ye shall be my sons and daughters, saith the Lord Almighty.

INSPIRED BY THE BREAD OF LIFE
WRITTEN BY AYO OMOLAYO
YOUR BROTHER IN CHRIST ?

MY BABY HUSBAND : EPISODE 21 – 40

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Written By Ayo Omolayo

“Oh God what is wrong with this woman!” I said in frustration.

“Why can’t she understand me for once?” I said as I paced around the room.

“What’s the meaning of all these? Why can’t she understand? I can’t take this anymore! I can’t!” I screamed as my tears poured out in frustration.

“Am I the only one that she’s so busy wrecking my life? Oh! Just because I’m so loyal, she’s taking advantage of me. I’ve been such an idiot!”

I had given my life to Christ under the powerful ministration of Mrs Juliet Thompson. She’s a firey and passionate minister of the gospel. She’s well known all over the country.

I had been having this spiritual attack for a long time. Before I went to that revival meeting or should I say was carried there, my case had gotten worse.

Whenever the attack came on me. I became super human. I mean, I became so strong that ten men cannot hold me down. I could break anything that stood in my way.

I became so violent that my family had to lock me up in chains. I had to keep this from my younger sister. She had no clue of what was going on in my life. But my secret could not last long.

Anyway, that’s a long story I would not venture into.

Mrs Juliet Thompson was not the one invited but her mentor, Mrs Toyin Abayomi. But she wasn’t disposed, so she sent her mentee to represent her.

While Juliet was ministering, the power of God hit me in the congregation and I began to manifest.

She had to confront the personality in me in that meeting. At last, I was set free and surrendered to Jesus.

After my conversion, I had a dream two weeks later and decided to see the man of God to share it with him.

What did I see?

I saw thousands of people holding my dress, pleading with me with tears in their eyes.

“Give us the bread! We are dying of starvation!” They cried out.

“What bread?” I asked.

“The bread! The bread! You have the bread! Don’t keep us in hunger! Give us the bread!” They kept repeating those words.

I was confused. I had just given my life to Christ a few weeks ago. So what could this bread possibly mean?

I was still in my confused state, when Mrs Thompson walked up to meet me and tapped me on the shoulder from behind.

I jerked and turned to see who was standing behind me. Recognition set in immediately and I smiled.

“Mummy! I don’t know what’s going on here! They are asking me to give them bread. I’m the C.E.O. of my late father’s company. I don’t sell bread. I don’t know why they are demanding bread from me.

And ma, why do they keep calling it the bread?” I asked.

He smiled and looked at me.

“Daughter! The bread is the word of God. They are asking you to feed them with the word of God. They are hungry for God’s word and you are to feed them with it.

This is your calling my dear. You are called to be a minister of God’s word. You are to teach his words to his people and guide them through the word”.

I looked at her. The fear of the work assigned to me was seriously overwhelming. I was scared, seeing I did not have much knowledge on the word of God. I was completely scared of what laid ahead of me.

“Mummy! I don’t know what to do! Please help me! Teach me all I need to know. I’m just a baby in the Lord. I was born two weeks ago. I don’t know my left from my right.

Please Mummy! Teach me more about God!”

That was how the dream ended.

I had to look for Mrs Thompson and tell her all I had seen.

She listened with rapt attention, nodding at everything I said.

When I was done saying what I had to say, she explained everything to me. She made me understand what the dream meant and what I needed to do.

Then I knelt down and begged her to mentor me, just like I did in the dream.

Reluctantly, she agreed after my incessant pleas.

So, I began my mentorship program under Mrs Juliet Thompson. Well it wasn’t much of a class actually. She kept checking up on me and asking on how my quiet time went. Then sometimes she would teach me something in the Bible, something completely new to me.

She would explain the Bible and say things that made me marvel.

I was gradually becoming a lover of God’s word. I studied the Bible everyday and reported back to her the revelations I received during my Bible study.

By the way, my name is Cristina, but I changed it to Christiana. Christiana Kolapo.

This is my story……….

To be continued………..

Young lady! Young man! What is your destiny?

Who are you created to be?
Have you discovered your purpose?

Do you think all you were created to do was to get married and have children?

Has the one who created you spoken or revealed to you what he designed you to become?

If he has, what steps are you making towards preparing yourself for that assignment you were destined for.

MY BABY HUSBAND is going to be a journey you wouldn’t love to miss.

Get ready to journey into the life of Christiana.

A lady with the calling of God upon her life.

INSPIRED BY THE BREAD OF LIFE
WRITTEN BY AYO OMOLAYO
YOUR BROTHER IN CHRIST

MY BABY HUSBAND : EPISODE 1 – 20

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EPISODE 11

“Why, why, why, Ella, but why?” Pastor D screamed out from his sleep. He jacked up, it had been a dream, he thought so much about the letter he was reading from Nneka and he dreamt.

He woke up panting, he was happy it was a dream. But Ella wasn’t inside, she was in the other room praying and crying. Pastor left the room to the other room and saw Ella praying and rolling on the floor.

He closed the door and went back to the room. He sat on the bed with his two hands covering his face, he was in thought, “Why is she crying and rolling? Has she also found the letter? But I hid it under the bed, she can’t find it.”

The whole world looked upside down and everything was crumbling. Pastor D couldn’t understand anything. “Is this also a dream?

” Or maybe I acted in haste. Maybe I should have waited to know her more? Maybe I should have listened to Nneka? Maybe I should not have married her?”

Pastor D was getting out of his mind. He saw the need to pray but he was weak. Instead, he logged in to his social media, perhaps, he would find something to refresh himself.

The first post that popped up was a story titled THINGS ARE NOT WHAT THEY SEEM…

Pastor D began to read.

“Two angels were travelling, they came to a city at night and needed a place to rest. They were in form of human beings.

They approached a rich man in the city to accommodate them but the man refused to let them into his house. He shut them outside to sleep beside the wall.

The two angels sat beside the wall, them the older angel saw a hole on the ground beside the wall, he made a lump of clay and started covering it.

The younger angel got angry and said that the rich man didn’t deserve that kindness because he shut them outside.

‘Don’t worry’ the older angel said.

SCATTERED BY FIRE : EPISODE 11 – THE END

In the morning, the rich man came out early and chased them away, he thought they were ordinary men. He didn’t even appreciate their effort.

The younger angel was in a rage, but the older angel replied, “Things are not always the way they seem to be.”

They continued their journey and on the second day, they came to another place and needed a place to rest again. They found a poor man who lived in a single room with his wife and his only son.

The only son was all their hope and joy, they laboured to raise. The poor man had a cow where he got milk daily to make living and the cow also helped in many other ways on the farm.

Despite their small room and poor condition, he accommodated the two strangers and fed them with their last meal.

The angels stayed in their house for two nights and on the third day while they were about to leave early in the morning. When the poor man woke up, he found his only cow dead. It was like he lost a child. The cow was dear to him, like a pet and a business.

The younger angel got angry and said, ‘ This is not fair, why should the kind man suffer the loss when he accommodated us?’

The older angel replied, ‘Things are not always the way they seem to be’.

He added, ‘The best thing to do is to ask questions when you don’t understand. Communication brings clarity. Instead of getting angry and thinking we are bad, you should ask for clarity.

Two days ago, I closed up the wall of the rich man, there was hidden gold inside the hole but his stinginess had made him lose it.

In the poor man’s house, the angel of death came to take his son yesterday, but I substituted his precious cow. The son will lift them out of poverty soon.

When the younger angel heard this, he echoed, “Truly, things are not always what they seem to be.”

SCATTERED BY FIRE : EPISODE 11 – THE END

***

When Pastor D read this, he sighed and thought, “Could Nneka be lying too? Maybe I should communicate to have clarity? Maybe things are not what thru seem here too? I’m going to communicate rather than assume.

He left the room again to the other room, but this time, Ella had finished praying but she was still sobbing. Pastor D entered the sitting room and carried a stool, he sat opposite her. Ella was on the bed.

“Why are you crying,” He asked.
“Nothing,” she replied.

Okay, I have two questions for you and I would be happy if you answer me straight. I just want YES or NO. Do you have fibroid?

Ella: Let me explain to you

Pastor D: “No, don’t add anything, just tell me yes or no.”

Ella: Okay, Yes, but…

Pastor D cut her, “But what? Now I have seen the truth. Nneka is correct. Why did you keep this from me?

Ella: Please, listen to me.

(Pastor D remembered what he just read, THINGS ARE NOT ALWAYS WHAT THEY SEEM TO BE.)

“Ok, I am listening…” Pastor D said.

“Some years ago, I had fibroid and it was one of those things that delayed me in marriage. I was once scheduled for an operation in India. Of course, money wasn’t the problem but the risk.

Before I travelled for the surgery, there was a crusade we held. I prayed for a miracle and believed.

I went back to the doctor to check me again and boom! The fibroid was melting. The doctor couldn’t believe it. We waited for some days and it kept melting. Right now, I don’t have any fibroid again.

Pastor D sighed and said, “Really?” But why didn’t you tell me?

Ella; What could I have told you, sir? She burst into tears.

Pastor D seeing Ella crying was moved but when he remembered his late wife, he stopped himself from crying. He thought, “But I didn’t read the last part, who knows what might be there?”

But he was scared to ask anything about Mama Chris’s death, that was too big to say, it might be a lie too but whether true or false, Pastor D wished to know the third thing Nneka had written in the letter.

Pastor D bowed his head. If you were there, you would see that he had something on his mind.

Ella stood straight and spoke,” I saw the letter under the bed and I read it. They are all full of lies. What she said were lies.”

Up till that time, Pastor D had not read the third secret that Nneka said about Ella.

Ella continued, “Firstly, I don’t have fibroid anyone as I have explained.

Also, I’m sorry if I appear arrogant to you, please teach me, I’ll learn, but what Nneka said wasn’t true, I am not as arrogant as she portrayed it. She said two guys left me because I was proud. No!

The first guy I met, my father employed him but he duped us of millions. The second guy wanted me to include his name on our property which I refused. He wanted to start controlling me even before we marry, claiming all I had was his. This was why he said I was proud.”

Ella squeezed the letter and threw it on the floor. But Pastor D wasn’t satisfied because Ella had refused to say the third thing.

Pastor D kept quiet, he was not satisfied but he wouldn’t say it. He just wished to read it himself. He was interested in the third secret.

Ella picked the latter on the floor again unwrapped it, looked at it, shook her head and said, “I’m sorry to say it, but Nneka was sent by the devil to destroy our marriage and they will all be scattered by fire.”

The third secret isn’t true too, this is what happened…

SCATTERED BY FIRE : EPISODE 11 – THE END

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Episode 1

“Baby, let me rush to the toilet, this pain is too much,” she said holding her stomach with her two hands.

Some minutes later, she came out with a squeezed face, something was wrong, she couldn’t even stand straight.

“How is it, Baby,” her husband muttered.

The wife was trying to sit on the sofa screaming a sharp sound like someone pushing hard sht, she managed to talk, “I feel like my stomach is tied with a rope.”

Husband: I know today the 6th day of our 7 day fast, but I think you should break now.

“No, I will endure till 3 pm, the devil is a liar,” she said as she struggled to adjust her skirt.

SCATTERED BY FIRE : EPISODE 1 – 10

Two days later, they went to church where the husband preached, he was the youth pastor.

Before he preached, the assistant pastor preached the first message though it was not exciting as many of the youth were sleeping.

But when the husband, popularly called Pastor D, climbed the pulpit, everything changed. He said, “Raise your hands and say, every destiny truncating force, scatter by fire… ”

The whole congregation went into prayer, roaring and shouting fire, there was an echo of their prayer as the church building shook.

The wife was sitting at the back, she left to the church toilet. Managing to walk straight to avoid anyone asking any question. She came out a few minutes later, she almost stumbled on the way.

The church was still praying, she went inside the church, tapped Ella by her shoulder and whispered, “I need to rush home and take care of something.

Ella: Oh goodness, let’s go out and talk

“Don’t worry, I am fine, just help me take care of my boy, Chris, he’s at the children church,” she said.

Ella nodded in agreement and continued praying.

She walked out gently.

After the service, Ella, who had a car, drove Pastor D and Chris home.

They lived in the same estate. Ella went inside to see Mummy Chris who was lying on the sofa in their sitting room.

Ella didn’t want to disturb her. She left and came later with noodles made for Chris.

Mama Chris was up that time but she was not fine.

“Why not visit the hospital?” Ella said.

“I’ll be fine…” Mama Chris said.

Ella, after some time playing with Chris, left for her house.

SCATTERED BY FIRE : EPISODE 1 – 10

At midnight, the stomach trouble her the more and Mummy Chris was crying wrinkling in pain on the floor, it was severe, the husband had to call Ella to use her car.

It was still early in the morning and the Lady was not used to driving in the dark. Chris was still asleep, Ella stayed with him while Pastor D drove his wife to the hospital.

Mama Chris passed out in the afternoon. It was the saddest news.

Many paid condolences visit, being a youth pastor in a big church, his house was full of people.

Nneka and Joy came too that evening to greet their pastor, they met Ella there playing with Chris. Nneka and Joy left later and they were discussing

Nnaka: Hmm, Joy did see what I am seeing?

Joy: What?

Nneka: This Sister Ella of a thing.

Joy: Yes, she is very kind. Look at how she was there for her late friend.

Nneka: Which friend? Who knows what she did?

Joy: Aha, was do you mean,?

Nneka: Nothing ooo

In their discussion, Nneka said Ella might be the one who kllèd Mama Chris. The rumour spread a little that Ella knew about Mama Chris dèath but it didn’t go far before it stopped.

Ella was old enough but not married, very successful though, she was living well. She was the welfare secretary in the youth fellowship.

She was gifted in teaching, and apart from this, she was generous though many still considered her to be a proud lady die to her success. Her challenge was no husband.

The church was large and the two most celebrated people were Pastor D and Ella. The two just make the place perfect.

Pastor D was known for ‘fire fire’ and deliverance while Ella was a teacher. When Pastor D led prayer, he liked to use the phrase “scatter by fire.,”

SCATTERED BY FIRE : EPISODE 1 – 10

On a cool afternoon towards evening, it was freezing gently, Chris was shouting that he wanted to see Ella. His dad took him and they strolled down the street to Ella’s house.

He had the intention of leaving Chris while he would return home. They were close to her house when the breeze increased and it was about to rain.

Pastor D had to stay at Ella’s veranda pressing his phone but the rain became violent and he entered her sitting room.

Chris slept off not to long and the two were discussing for a long time until it was late.

Pastor D didn’t use to enter Ella’s apartment but from that day he entered regularly. Something was budding and building between them that they would not discuss. They got closer and closer but they never mentioned anything about love.

Pastor D was already fond of Ella and Ella who had been trusting God for a husband….

SCATTERED BY FIRE : EPISODE 1 – 10

After one fellowship, Chris was shouting “Mummy, mummy” calling Ella his mummy. This was the time Nneka and Joy were coming out of the church.

Ella carried Chris and drove home. But Pastor D followed another person who had a car. Nneka and Joy saw him.

Nneka: I told you, I told you, Joy.

Joy: It may not be true ooo.

Nneka: It’s true. See how Chris was calling Ella her mummy. Pastor D is just trying to camouflage by not following Ella. Ella knew about his wife dèath. That is it. The two will wait and later marry.

Joy: Ahh, don’t say that. I thought you have always liked Pastor D?

Nneka: That was before. Not again. Why should I even like him when he’s liking Ella already?

Joy: Nneeeeeka!

Nneka: Leave me oh. It’s not even my business. Do I like him? I don’t think so.

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STORY BY MIRIAM EDEM

EPISODE 1

My name is Beatrice, but people call me Betty. I was once that vibrant sister in church, one of the youth excos and among the evangelism team burning with fire for the Lord. My fear was marriage; I was so scared to fail in marriage and wished to have an eternal happy home so I won’t be mocked at in church. We believed that when a marriage fails it’s the woman fault because it’s our job to keep a home so says the bible.

When I turned 23 was when my mother began showing me that all my friends we do walk together are all married. It didn’t bother me at first but I began to feel lonely after the knocking of door of my best friend, it dawned on me that indeed am left behind.

I went to God in prayers immediately asking him to give me a partner and along the line Maxwell came and went straight into marriage talks with me in less than a week. I told him to give me time because I am still praying to God and he has not revealed anything yet to me.
Honestly speaking Maxwell was a nice guy in his late 20’s and one of the serious brothers in church. And as a gentleman that he is, he agreed I should seek God face while he will do same, so I decided to discuss that with my mother.

‘Which of the Maxwell is this? My mother asked.
‘Mommy Maxwell na, pastor pastor, I replied because he was nicknamed that way and my mother gave me that ki ller eye.

‘That guy with his eye like triangle? My mother asked.
‘ahhhh mommy that’s not fair na, you know he was born like that and you don’t have to mock him because his left eye is shaking, he didn’t create himself, I said very displeased with my mother comment.

‘Shut up there! Do you want to school me now? Why should you think of marrying a guy raised by a woman? My mother asked and I heaved.
‘so mommy what are you trying to say now because I don’t understand, I said.

‘how will you understand? Don’t you know he won’t be smart and a good man for you because he is raised by a woman? My mother asked and I smirked.
‘mommy I can’t believe you can say such a thing, remember you have a son who equally has no father like Maxwell, how will you feel if someone else says same about your son? I asked her.

‘you’re a very stupid girl Beatrice, even your church can’t cure your stupidity and it’s a shame. Beatrice how did I lose your father? Is it not de ath that took him away from us? Does Maxwell have a father? Is he not a product of a broken home where his mother slept with a married man and you have no right to compare my son to a son of a harlot! In fact why am I disturbing myself? You won’t marry him and that’s it, my mother blurred out and I breathed out.

‘mommy calm down o I was not talking about marriage here and I can’t remember telling you that I have accepted to marry him but then Maxwell is a good guy and should not be judged by who raised him. This is so harsh for him honestly speaking, I said.

‘yen yen yen….. she mocked.
‘so you would have accept to marry a poor ordinary bank security guy huh? My mother continued and I rolled my eyes knowing the real problem.
‘now you’re being honest here, I replied and she laughed and hit me.

‘see Betty I don’t want you to accept any kind of guy like your friends are doing. Just look at them getting married to mechanic, okada guys and the rest of these small small boys here, is that marriage? She asked me.

‘its not about the money mommy as long as they are happy, I replied and my mother stood up from where she sat as an indication that we are done with the discussion.

‘mommy is not about the money o I am very serious, it’s the same you that was pointing my friends to me now today you’re saying another thing, I continued with a frown and she hissed.
‘Beatrice go and bring a poor man for me o so I can breastfeed him when hunger strikes in your house, shey its not about the money? Ode, she cursed and went in and I shook my head.

BETTY AND THE BEAST : EPISODE 1 – 10

That evening I was making dinner when a neighbor ran into the compound and we got to know that my brother was involved in an accident. My senior brother makes shoes and on that fateful day he travelled to get stuffs for his production and we were expecting him to be home soon.
‘eh which son? My mother asked.

‘mommy how many do you have? Where is he? I asked the guy.
‘he was rushed to the hospital but I ran to tell you. The women at the junction where it happened will tell you more, the guy replied.

‘lets go lets go! Beatrice lock the door! My mother shouted as she hurriedly left with the guy while I hurried up with the cooking because I could not abandon it, and when I rushed down to the junction I got the information of where I could find them.

I met my mother crying and my heart skipped,

‘mommy what is it? I asked trying to control my blood pressure.
‘see bIood Beatrice, your brother is bIeeding o, she replied as I held her.

‘ till now? Has he not been attended to yet? I asked.
‘shey its your father hospital na? you better go back to the house and carry any money you see so we can give to the doctor. The stupid driver that hit him drove off immediately, ahhhhh GOD WILL JUDGE HIM! His carton car will jam trailer……. I just took off without wasting time knowing how good how mother is in such prayers.

I eventually met Maxwell on the way who heard about my brother accident,
‘is he okay? How is he? He asked.
‘honestly I don’t know, I have not even seen him and I don’t understand why this should happen to my family now, I replied him trying to hold my tears.

‘its okay don’t be scared for nothing will happen to him, he calmly said and I nodded.
‘I have to go back now, I came to take some cash, I said.

‘lets go together then, he said and he stopped a bike.
When we got to the hospital I showed my mother the money I saw at home including my brother’s money but it was not up to 15,000 naira in total.
‘Beatrice is this all abi you cut small? My mother asked counting the money for the fifth time.

‘mama what is this na? have you forgotten that brother took all the money to the market and did you have money yourself? I asked very angry with that statement and Maxwell slowly approached us. He actually stopped to take a call when we got in before I met my mother.
My mother just looked at me ignoring his greetings and threw on me a paper,
‘thank God you brought someone to pay the bills, make sure he buys the drugs for his in-law to be, my mother said as I looked at the paper and saw what we are to buy and I looked at Maxwell.

‘ma take things easy ,everything will be fine just trust him, Maxwell said in his usual calm manner.
‘ogini? Go and buy drugs and you’re speaking English, your in-law needs drugs so go and buy the drugs dear comforter, my mother angrily said.

‘ahhhh mommy in-law when? Mama I don’t like this o, is it a crime for him to be concerned? I asked.
‘its okay lets go, Maxwell said taking me away when my mother began to cry ignoring us completely as she held tight the money I gave to her without releasing a kobo for the drugs.

‘I’m so sorry for what my mother did, how is she expecting us to get all the prescription now? I asked him.
‘its okay, I brought cash with me, lets see what it can do, Maxwell replied and to my surprise he bought everything that was prescribed and that was when I finally saw my brother when we came back.

‘Brother how are you feeling? I asked him.
‘I have small money in my black bag, use it for drugs okay, he replied instead.

‘I already did, but what happened? I asked.
‘a drunk driver, I stopped to buy recharge card on the road when this car just came and swept me into the gutter. I don’t know what I did to such a person because it looks intentional to me and I could not see the driver face, but are my goods saved? They are expensive, my brother replied.

‘hmmmm your goods? Don’t even think about that one because everyone can’t explain how the bag you came back with disappeared into thin air, my mother replied and my brother attempted to sit down but Maxwell stopped him.
‘do you know how things are expensive? My brother asked and I heaved.

‘brother I think you should be grateful to God for life first, what if something very serious had happened to you all those goods won’t matter anymore, I said.
‘But who could have carried them? My brother worriedly asked and Maxwell phone began to ring and I knew it will be his mother calling because it was late.

‘uhhhmmm I have to go now but I’ll visit you in the morning, get well soon okay, Maxwell said to my brother.
‘thanks I appreciate, Maxwell coldly said and he bowed to my mother greeting her, but she just removed her eyes from him and I decided to see him off,

‘bia where are you going to? My mother asked as we were at the door.
‘let me see him off na, I replied.

‘will you come and clean your brother hand now, can’t you see that his in pain? My mother asked and I looked at Maxwell.
‘its alright, go take care of your brother okay, Maxwell said and left and I sluggishly approached them with a frown.

‘Luke have you seen your handsome in-law to be? My mother joked.
‘mommy obviously you don’t like him I can smell it, he replied and looked at me as i folded my arms looking at my mother.

‘someone need to teach your sister to have taste o because this is serious. He is not even tall, black like burnt back of pot with quarter past one eye, and to wrap it all he has no money but just a security boy in a bank. Chai Beatrice whoever that is responsible for such foolishness will have no peace! My mother shouted looking at me and I shook my head and sat down at a corner feeling so bad. I never had any feelings whatsoever for Maxwell, I only saw him as a brother, but at that moment I was beginning to feel love for him. That was the day I got so close to him and knew how loving he is, everything we have done together was in the name of the church, but his kind gesture for my family despite my mother attitude, I could not erase that from my head.

BETTY AND THE BEAST : EPISODE 1 – 10

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EPISODE 1

The year was 2012. I was forty years old. I had a beautiful wife and a daughter. That year did not start well for me because I lost my job because of my mistakes –my wife made me make those grievous mistakes.

My wife was a bank manager and my daughter was a student at the University of Nsukka Enugu State.

We were living in peace and happiness until I got sacked.

When I got sacked, things became unbearable for me. I couldn’t provide the needs of my family sufficiently.
Nkechi, my wife was very harsh and acerbic towards me. She would always castigate me to her satisfaction and I would usually be down in the mouth because she was now the breadwinner of the family.

“You’ve failed as a man” she would always say with a loud voice.

I wouldn’t have the zeal to reply and I would just breathe heavily looking up to God to change my situation.

At dusk, she wouldn’t let me touch her. I stayed up to eight months without making love to her – I was really mâ$turbating

One day, I left the house after the cock had crewed. I promised myself that I must get another paid job that very day.

I submitted my CV to different companies and all except one said that they will call me to be interviewed.

The last company I summited my CV, a woman was the Managing Director. She went through my CV and was wowed.

I was elated in the heart as I thought she would give me the job because of her expression –but my thoughts were wrong.

She came towards me caressing my neck with her hands and I stopped dead in tracks when she kssed my neck.

“Stop it” I roared and bashed out like a bat out of h’ll.

I was frozen with thoughts and getting to the gate, the gateman gave me a card that her madam said that I should call her when I get home.

I collected the card from him and headed home in the scorching hot sun. Arteries showed up on my countenance due to the sun that had heated me.

My legs were really heavy on me and I was walking sluggishly

I got home and unfortunately, the gate was locked with a new key. My heart was full of rage and fear because I needed to freshen up as I was sweating like a Christmas goat.

I sat on the pillar beside the gate waiting for Nkechi to come back –I had no money to cool off in an eatery or a beer parlour.

I sat on the pillar for more than seven hours waiting and surely, I will vent my spleen on them

At 8:00 pm, my wife drove in with her car carrying my daughter in it and I cautioned my wife immediately and she started insulting me as usual.

I gave her a sIáp– something I haven’t done before. Nkechi screamed and started making calls immediately.

Forthwith, the police came and got me arrested.

They tore my shirt and handcuffed me on a rod in the cell.

“Ah! Ah!” I blubbered as they kept brvtalizing me with whlps and unfortunately, I passed out.

VIOLATION OF A GOOD MAN : EPISODE 1 – THE END

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Season 2 Episode 1

“Thank you, really. Thank you for the opportunity to right my wrongs.” Mazi Mbakwe said as he felt relieved.

“You’re very welcome, Sir.” K responded with smiles.

“Lord, now I’ve accomplished the “mission impossible”, as you asked. Please Lord, do your part. I kuku know the next level is marriage.” K prayed in his heart as he left the hospital.

“How dare this mortal, how dare he!” The ruler said in rage.

“No one dares Hamen and goes scot free, no one!” He boasted frustratingly. What annoyed him the most was the fact that he helplessly watched the duo as they prayed, an unbreakable wall of protection surrounding them.

“Who do I attack? Our lawful captive or the supposed leader to light? No….the first is easier; he’s our prey so we have the right to torture him.
The other can only be attacked in his unguarded hour, which would be very difficult to access still.” Hamen thought to himself as he resolved not the take things lightly with his just-escaped captive, Mbakwe.

David was with him mom in the shop who was about closing for the day. He had been talking to his mom all day long about how he strongly believes things would turn turn around for them for good.

“Mama, I feel like my prayers are working already.”

“How?”

“I don’t know, I just know it. Besides, I learnt prayers are like tiny termites attacking a tree, and that one day the tree would collapse one day if the prayers are persistent.”

“David, these things you keep saying hmmm…..I just hope it works o, so you won’t feel bad. It’s even over two months since you…..”

“Mamaaa….”. David cut in jokingly.

“Where is your faith?
Anyway, my faith would bring my testimonies to me. It’s no wonder I was advised to increase my faith, to avoid missing the answers to my prayers as a result of the unbelief around me, capable of infecting my faith.” David said.

“Hmmm…..don’t worry, I won’t negate your loud thoughts on faith anymore. I wouldn’t want my unbelief to be a hindrance to your desired breakthroughs.”

“My breakthroughs?
It’s our breakthroughs mom, everyone would benefit from it.”

“Well, if you say so.”

I don’t think we can keep accommodating that man in our house!” Mrs. Desmond said one day to her husband in their bedroom.

“So what do you want me to do now? Remember bringing him in and looking after him is an order, till further notice.”

“I know, and I literally didn’t have a problem with that until his sudden attempt to hurt my daughter.” She responded as Mr. Desmond maintained silence for a while.

“Ever since his wife left for the village as he told us, he hasn’t been himself.

He’s always been looking depressed and now he’s becoming violent and you expect me to sit back and fold my arms until he hurts my children? It’s not possible!” Mrs. Desmond said further, not liking his silence.

“My dear, I’m not asking you to sit back and watch him hurt anyone. Let’s just give him sometime.

If he ever acts violent again, then I promise to do as you want.” Desmond said as he heard his wife scoff.

Frank locked himself up in the room that late evening, reflecting on what has been happening of late.

He didn’t understand himself anymore. Most times he felt something possessed him, consequently making his head feel heavy.

He kept soliloquizing, recalling the day he woke up that fateful morning, only to be greeted with his lovely wife packing her belongings.

CHEATED SEASON 2 : EPISODE 1 – 20

Flashback
“Where are you going?” He asked, with confusion expressly displayed in his countenance.

“To my father’s house. I know my family isn’t wealthy, but at least we’re better than this condition you’re in. And guess what? We can feed and fend for ourselves, not solely depending on a fellow man for virtually everything. Everything!” She said as she picked the necessary clothings she felt she needed.

“So you want to leave me now? After everything we’ve been through together?” He asked as she suddenly grew calm. She knew this was not the right decision, but she had no choice.

Who could imagine her once wealthy and well-known husband would suddenly become a history while still alive?

Worse still, life with him was becoming to hard for her. She had been pushed to the wall, and wasn’t taking it any longer.

“My love please, don’t leave. This is the crucial period in my life I need you the most. Please stay. Things would be better, I promise you. Just give me time.
I’m figuring things out already…….please.” Frank said pleadingly as she avoided eye contact with him.

“I am not leaving you Frank, I’m only giving you a break because I feel you need a enough space to think well about your condition and come out with a possible solution.” She responded. At this point, Frank knew his wife’s mind was made up, but was also determined not to give up that easily.

“I don’t need any space my love, all I need now is you…your support. Babe please don’t do this to me, I can’t possibly survive this.”

“Like I said before I’m not leaving you, I’m only trying to give you enough time to figure your life out. I could even be the stumbling block to your prayers, who knows? But please I can’t take this kinda life any longer, I have to go.” She said and with that left, with all attempts to make her stay proving abortive.

CHEATED SEASON 2 : EPISODE 1 – 20

? Flashback ends?

It’s been months now and she isn’t back yet. Ever since she left, things have not remained the same. It feels like a force possesses him sometimes. Sometimes he wonders if she been the one protecting me all these while, as it wasn’t the force became stronger these days.

“God! I don’t seem to understand myself anymore! Why is my life ruined this way, why?” Frank thought to himself. He didn’t know whether to blame his father or Kingsley for his predicament.

“If he hadn’t done any exchange of glory, perhaps I wouldn’t be in this mess.” He thought to himself and just then, his phone rang.
On checking his caller ID, it was his dad.

“Speak of the devil.” He said to himself. In anger and frustration, he threw the phone away and it hit the wall, leaving cracks on its screen.

Still not satisfied, he took the phone and smashed it hard against the concrete floor.

“Every damn person can burn to blazes for all I care.”

“You’ve not been praying for Mr. Frank as you supposed to.” Favour heard within her as she lay quiet on her bed.

“The prayers aren’t working. Infact, they’re making it worse; he’s beginning to act violent.”

“That is not true. Your prayers are working, you’re just not sensitive enough to know it. You need to pray harder.”

“Pray harder? I haven’t even prayed for my family and friends. Besides, I’m a student; you don’t expect me to pray three hours at a stretch, do you?” Favour said as she recalls maintaining an hour each day in the place of prayers.

“Praying harder or praying more doesn’t necessarily mean you praying for several hours a day. Praying over an issue for hours once a month isn’t as effective as praying concerning it for at least ten minutes 365 days.

Persisting in the place of prayers is what brings your desired breakthroughs your way and that is what I want you to apply in your intercession for Mr. Frank. Remember the intercessor also benefits from intercession.

You not only save the person in question, you also receive a pardon for many sins. James 5:19-20 attests to this.”

“Hmmm.”

“So please, persist in your intercession for him, before it becomes a matter of life and death.” The voice within advised as Favour thought on whether to act or not.

CHEATED SEASON 2 : EPISODE 1 – 20

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