Chapter 3 final
Years Of Agony 😢
When I got home that day, I found a some group of people gathered in my compound. The first thought that came to my mind was ‘my dad is dead’ but I waved that aside and ran into the compound.
I saw mom sitting in the center of the crowd with tears in her eyes.
“Where is dad?”. I asked.
“Your father is inside, nothing happened to him”. She answered.
I heaved a sigh of relief and It was only then that I looked the faces of the people. I noticed they were my uncles and their sons but then I noticed two other people…2 women, dressed in the attire of priestesses.
“What is all these fetish people doing here?”. I turned to ask my mom.
“We called them. That was one of my uncles saying.
…yes, they are here for you”. He added.
“Yes, we have observed that the reason why nobody is progressing in this family is because of you”. One of my cousins said.
“How?”. I asked.
“Because you have a special calling by the gods, you’re a very powerful priestess. You have been chosen right from childhood and angels of protection were assigned to you to always protect you any time you’re in danger”. One of the priestesses was saying.
I wanted to laugh but stopped when my eyes caught the way my mom was staring at me.
“Mummy, don’t tell me you believe these people?. I asked.
“What else should I believe?. How do I explain your father’s sudden ill health right after he lost his job. Did you not lost your own job same day my supermarket was burnt down to ashes?, and here we’re in the village?, You still think all these things are ordinary?. She sobbed.
“You must accept your calling oo”. My cousins were shouting.
Without thinking, I turned and started moving out of the compound.
“Where is she going to?, come back here and answer this call now so we can move forward in life”. My cousins were still saying.
I didn’t look back until I got to the village square.
While I was resting under one of the trees, I was hearing the sound of gospel band from afar.
After listening for a while, I decided to go and check what’s up.
I traced the direction of the music and found myself in front of the village field.
Canopies and chairs were set but there wasn’t much people there. I wanted to go back but I thought to myself.
“It’s better you stay here than going back to that house”.
I entered the field and sat down.
Before 9pm, people were everywhere and before long, all the chairs were occupied that some people had to sit on the ground.
After some times, the guest speaker was called out and it turned out to be the pastor I had an encounter with earlier that day.
I moved my seat back a little to avoid him seeing me. I couldn’t believe that I eventually found myself in his program.
But during praises and worship, I was sitting when suddenly I felt something like a mighty force trying to pull up from my seat . I fought against it for a long time before it finally overpowered me and not only did it dragged me up, it pulled me out from the crowd and dropped me right at the feet of the man of God.
When I looked up to him, I had to look away immediately.
“I told you your deliverance is nigh”. He said.
I tried to stand but my feet were too heavy to move.
“You will be delivered tonight, but first, I want you to confess Christ as your Lord and personal saviour”. The pastor was saying.
I hesitated at first and then, I finally did.
There and then I received my deliverance
After I was delivered, it was revealed to me that I have a special calling in the the house of God but the devil has been fighting to ensure I didn’t take the call.
Today I’m married and my husband and I travel around the world, as evangelists, preaching the world of God to the afflicted .
My dad is back on his feet to the shame of my cousins and the priestesses who swore that he will remain bedridden until I answer the call of the gods.
No one troubles me again.
I’m now a new being, old things are past away, behold, everything have been made new.
The end.
