The road was narrow and lonely, the sun burning my beautiful skin and ofcourse I had to go fasting so I was mad hungry. The structure stood by itself on a hill.....I entered the church premises, some young boy led me into the church and asked me to wait while he gets 'baba'. Baba walked in holding a mat, candle and olive oil. He started to ask me questions: do I have a boyfriend, do I have sex, when was the last time i had sex? Then he started preaching of how bad it is to have premarital sex and the dangers surrounding it.....duh! everyone knows that, anyways I played along answering all questions so not to offend the "man of God".
It was time for the prayers, I knelt down on the mat and he started praying, skabashing......he later made me stand up and laid his hand on my head, then he started pushing me since the holy spirit supposedly did not make me fall into a trance or whatever he was expecting, he had to force it. It was a long struggle and i gave in. I was laughing within me. It was classic.
The session ended and he told me how to use the olive oil and candles, thank God there's no soap. He mentioned paying my tithe to him, I collected the account number and stuff but never went back. Wetin i dey find...abegi!!
My curiosity was satisfied.....it's a complete crappy thing I just did and journey to Oshogbo was just a waste of my time.
.........Her son left for school and never came back, 15 years have passed and no word. Is he dead or alive?.....the wait is painful but she is over it or so she thought until she jumped at the idea of an alfa visiting her home to help call her son home. It was meant to be a big return.....
Anything of his was required, a picture, cloth or anything he had used in the past....a picture surfaced. He prayed and asked the woman to pray as well for 15 days (number of years he's been gone for). She prayed fervently. He requested for white cloth, chicken and some money. She gave it all, anything to bring her son back.....this is 3 years after, her son has not surfaced.
Pain and frustration....an opening for false hope and prophets.
.........Everyone is doing well, they work in oil servicing companies or running their own business. They were travelling round the world with their families without hassle.
Her life is stagnant, she was dependent on her family for everything, she isn't getting any younger and she needs to stand alone at least, all the insult was enough, she's tired. She told a friend about it and proffered a solution....'visit my pastor, he'll help with any financial trouble you think you have, he has helped me in my time, i just had to fast and pray within the church for 7 days'. That seems easy enough...introduce me abeg!
She got her own private room somewhere around the church. The 1st 3 days was tiring because she had to fast (dry fasting), the other 4 will be white fast (no meal with pepper or oil).
By the 6th day, she was too tired to even pray, the pastor allowed her a break..."go to bed" he said. She didn't hear the door open neither could she fight off the huge man lying ontop of her, forcing his way into her pants....he covered her face while he raped her.
She didnt get pregnant nor tested positive but there was this rash on her "punani" that just refused to go away even after all the treatment.....she went to see this prophet with with one problem, came back with another.
Laziness......a sure window for the devils messenger!
Be careful and never relent in your prayers to the one true God.
