EPISODE 4
I walked out on my dad.
I got to my room and sat down with my arms folded.
I was just looking at the tiles on the floor in my room.
Junior, did you just walk out on your dad?. Wait o, and you were talking back at him?
I couldn’t believe i could do that but i did. I’m now an adult. I should be allowed to serve God my own way, the swag kinda way.
I knew my time is up in that house. My dad’s silence made it even worse. Pastor cornell didn’t say a word when i fired back at him to keep his house. Something fishy is up.
The next morning, the bell for morning alter rang. I heard it and still remained in bed. I knew my dad’s topic for the morning will be our conversation last night.
Few minutes later, sister sophia came knocking.
-junior, junior she called. Didn’t you hear the bell? Please come out.
I just dragged myself out of the bed, i headed for the door, i opened. First i brought out my head to hear what’s going on in the sitting room. Sister Nancy was singing. The song was just sounding like my dad telling them about me. I was restless but determined to be ME.
I went into the sitting room. Songs are over, mum started leading in prayers. After prayers, dad mounted the podium. (We have a pulpit in our sitting room) his topic was LIVING SACRIFICE.
Dad said, every living thing brought as sacrifice is killed and offered but the bible talked about LIVING SACRIFICE which implies CONSCIOUS SURRENDER. Not when dead anymore but ALIVE.
He said, one has to willingly, conciously, wholeheartedly give up him or herself to God.
In his words……
This time around, you are to do the presenting. No one is offering you anymore, you are offering yourself because it is a LIVING SACRIFICE.
There are things you should give up. You have presented yourself. You no longer own yourself, your choice no longer matters. What and what not you like does no longer matter. You are now a sacrifice. He whom you have offered yourself to owns you now. You are now a LIVING SACRIFICE.
Also note, you are to be HOLY and you are to be ACCEPTABLE. Only then can your service be reasonable.
You can be a sacrifice and still be rejected because you are not holy, you therefore cannot be acceptable.
This man is just talking to me. I just knew it. I knew this morning’s sermon will have me as SECRET TOPIC.
My body was already itching me. My ear was seriously paining me. Worst still, i sat close to my mum. There was no way i will raise myself out that chair to leave without her hot slap disorganizing my precious back or butt. Dad would have told her our discussion too. I knew she is boiling but dad would have told her not to act. She still will act in her own way if i do any rubbish. So, i maintained.
I was *experiencing that passage of the bible that says, “THE WORD OF GOD IS QUICK AND POWERFUL, SHARPER THAN ANY* TWO EDGED SWORD, PIERCING ASSUNDER OF THE BONES AND MARROWS”…… It was heavy on me. Even the scripture that says, “IS NOT MY WORD LIKE HAMMER? It was really hammering me.
I still couldn’t give up. My desire swallowed the revival i was about experiencing through dad’s message.
I wasn’t actually going out of God’s way o, i said to myself. I am still serving God. I just don’t like this caged kind of bornagain. I want the freedom kind. Nothing changes my believe in God. I can be on dread just like TRAVIS GREENE and still be on fire for God. I can be crazy like KIRK FRANKLIN and still serve God.
C’mon, look at TASHA COBBS, see her on crazy jeans. Yet, she sings and power follows.
I was lost in my thoughts that i didn’t even know when they finished praying. I heard them sharing the grace.
I was expecting dad to say, “JUNIOR DON’T GO” he didn’t say a word. Even my mum didn’t say a word.
I had lectures that morning. I am a three hundred level student of computer engineering. I had this crazy jean i bought and hid. That morning, i brought it out. I wore it. I also had this armless top. I wore it. I got my necklace, i wore it. My big boot, i also wore it. I looked at the mirror. Woow, that’s how we roll mehn. I laughed.
I started wishing i had my hair cut done as well. I wanted pink lips too. Oh boyyy hahaha, i laughed. junior you baaaaaad, you too set. Fine boy. I wore my sun shade, took my bag, got to the door and hanged there.
I looked up. Jesus have mercy. How do i leave this house? Mum’s in the kitchen, my sister Nancy, always wants us to go out together. If that one sees me, THE JESUS SHE WILL SHOUT,WILL RAISE THE DEAD. Talk of the angel, she started shouting my name. She was coming to my room. I ran, no i actually did fly into the toilet. She opened the door.
-junior, are you not done? I thought you said your lectures starts by 7?. Junior, she shouted.
-Sis, i replied. Coming.
-wait o, are you still in the bathroom? What have you been doing? She shouted. Please be quick o. I don’t want to miss my staff bus.
I heard the door jam and thought sis had left the room. I opened the toilet door and jumped out.
Just like the bible rightly said, “MY SECRET THING HAS BEEN REVEALED ”
I was standing in front of my beloved sister who was standing in front of me with her mouth wide open. And of course, i rightly predicted. Her shout of JESUS brought my mum to my room.
What kind of trouser torn in pieces is this one, my mother shouted. Cornell, are you trying to practice madness or are you already mad?
My dad came too. He looked at me from head to toe. he said…….
-honey, don’t get worked up for nothing please. Don’t leave me alone at meal. Let’s go and eat.
My mum was surprised. My sister was like, what? No, this is definitely not dad talking. I myself was surprised. This man is definitely up to something.
Sister Nancy said to me…..
You won’t follow me with this mad dressing. Don’t take dad’s quietness for granted. You are in hot soup. Just imagine.
Mehn, who cares.
I bounced out. Wooow, feels good to be the way you want to be. The way i was bouncing, even basketball hasn’t bounced like that.
I called my niggars. Good thing my bodyguard wasn’t with me. I meant sister nancy. My niggars hailed my dressing. Now i fit into the clique.
We walked into the school. Girls were looking at me. I increased my bounce. It feels good mehn. But then, my dad’s silence won’t let me enjoy my freedom. What’s next??….
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