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“Kenny, so you are not yet married. What have you been waiting for?” She spoke up with the most softest tone…
Kehinde smiled gently,revea-ling his cute dimples as he saw in her eyes the motive behind her question. He quic-kly searched for the right available word to put her off whatever she was trying to make up.
“Uhm.. Yes, am not yet married. But, am also not searching anymore. I’ve got someone alre-ady.. You know what? Jumo, let’s go inside and talk better” he said quic-kly in order to divert their conversation and then started walking into the house immediately. She followed him and they entered the parlor which was filled with lots of people.
“Kenny why don’t we stay outside, this place is very stuffy.” Jumoke suggested but he wasn’t interested as he searched for Toyin in the parlor with his eyes.
He brou-ght out his phone and quic-kly s£nt the church mummy a text message, informing her that he was around in the house.
“Bother Kehinde, I’m here o” Toyin shouted from the pas-sage that leads to the bookshelf and he rushed over to her and sat close to her.
” I forgot to buy your ice cream, but don’t worry, I will get it for you before you leave okay?” Kehinde told her and she nodded her head.
“Oya o, gist me…” Kehinde was trying to get Toyin to talk when he noticed that she was looking at someone else. He lifted up his head and followed direction of her eyes only to Jumoke standing right before them…
“Kenny I don’t know why you like hurting me, I was talking to you and you ignored me and as if that was not enough, you walked out on me..” Jumoke complained bitterly, standing before Kehinde and Toyin with a sad face.
“Jumo I’m de-eply sorry, I was thinking about something very serious and forgot that you were still with me. It wasn’t intentional,plea-se do forgive me.” He apologized, standing to his feet. He asked her to sit down on his seat and she swallowed ha-rd before sitting down and when she observed that there was no other seat available for Kehinde to sit on, she asked Toyin to sit on her l@ps.
“Toyin darling, come and sit on my legs so that uncle can sit down on that seat.” She told her sweetly and she joyfully obeyed and climbe-d over her legs leaving the seat for him to sit.
Jumoke still loved Kehinde and just wanted to stay close to him but Kehinde’s heart was faraway, longing to see just one person. She initiated a discussion in order to break the silence, the Kehinde’s phone began to ring. He quic-kly glanced at the caller, thinking it was the church mummy, but got disappointed when he saw Toyosi’s name on the screen…
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The woman I hired as my mother disappeared into thin air immediately she was told that I died in the theatre.” The church mummy continued with her life story as Sade cried her eyes out.
“The nurses and health as-sistants searched for her to make arrangements to deposit my b©dy into the mortuary or possibly clear off the remaining the hospital bill, carry my new born child and take my corpse away but couldn’t find her.
After about eight hours of waiting for the woman in vain, a doctor suggested that my b©dy should be deposited in the mortuary while they wait for my relations to come and claim my b©dy. It was when they were wheeling my b©dy to the ambulance which would convey me to the morgue that my spirit c@m£ back into my b©dy and I sneezed and cried out from the land of the dead. The health as-sistants fled for their lives when I re-moved the clothes covering my face and sat up on the wheel be-d.
The doctors and nurses soon c@m£ out and found me sitting on the wheel be-d staring at nothing, with tears dropping from my weak eyes. The main doctor handling my case, rushed to my side, held my hands and gave me a punch to know if I can feel any s-en-sation and I gave a painful scream, so they rushed me back to the ward and fixed a drip on me, after checking my heart beat, blood pressure and temperature.
“Where is my baby?” Was the first words that c@m£ out of my mouth and a nurse was asked to go and fetch him from the office of a chief nurse who also run a motherless baby home. I confessed to the doctors and nurses that the woman I pres£nted to them was not my real mother and then told them my story and death experience and how God graciously showed me mercy and gave me a second chance. The silence that fell upon the ward as I told my story was so de-ep that if the tiniest pin dropped on the floor, one would hear the sound of it; without beating anyb©dy, I saw men and women crying.
“After the horrible situations my family suffered in time past, I st©pped believing that God exists and accepted the philosophies of atheists which pointed to the fact that there’s no God.
I st©pped going to church and praying long time ago and even dared God to prove himself if truly he exists, but hearing you share your death experience here before me, I am fully convinced that there’s surly another life after this life and that there’s a God who rules over the affairs of men and controls the entire universe.” The doctor in charge of my case confessed in tears, then continued.
“Can you plea-se pray for me that God should forgive and accept me back?” The doctor cried and then from the back, I heard people murmuring,
“Me too, me too…”
I wanted to tell them that I was not in the right position to pray for them since I too was a sinner who just received mercy,but I heard a voice say in my ears.
“Whoever the son of man shall set free, he is free indeed. Old things are pas-sed away, behold all things are new.
Bisola, you are a new creatures because your sins are forgiven. Now that you have been resto-red, strengthen your brethren..”
The voice urged me and without thinking of what to pray or say, a song broke out of my mouth and I heard my voice ringing high as the hospital ward turned into a mini revival gathering.
“Pray for me, pray for me!” a woman nurse cried out in tears.
“I don’t want to go to hell, I’m a wicked person. I have exchanged not less than fifty babies in favour of the rich people who gave birth in this hospital. When they nee-ded a male child, or lose their own children, I swapped their dead or female babies with the male and living children of the poor women who had no one looking after them closely. Sometimes, when a male child is born, I s£nt the junior nurses away on errands and excused myself with the baby in the name of going to bath or dress the baby…” She confessed and broke down in tears as everyone shouted in response.
“I’m sorry!” She said with her head bowed in shame. I can’t tell the number of people who gave their lives to Christ that day, but I would say that there was a mas-s harvest of souls that day in the hospital as I led those who wanted to repent to say the salvation prayer.
I later returned back to my parents and asked for their forgiveness, they did forgave me but my father developed a heart attack. His ministry which he valued so much was at stake because of me as members started reducing and while others mocked him…”
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“I had come to love my father more after my death experience, and couldn’t bear the pain of losing him because of my sins, so I began to pray that God should heal him and resto-re his ministry.
” Lord, you didn’t bring back to life to tear your church and your servant, my father ap@rt. My coming back to life shouldn’t be like that of Ichabod. Heal my father and use me to revive your church in Jesus name. ” I prayed, crying as I was brea-stfeeding my son Temi.
I derived strength from the scriptures and from my mother who stood by me all throu-gh that season, so when Temi bec@m£ six months, I gathered courage and started going out for evangelism and God granted me open doors as those I invited to my father’s church after telling them my story began to troop into the church but the challenge was that my father was not strong enough to handle the service every Sunday and the weekly activities. My father’s as-sistant pastor had left the church to open his own church, so it was a difficult time both for my father and the church and it bec@m£ a burden to me because, the new members nee-ded to be well fed in order to remain.
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One Sunday morning, we went to church as usual and my mother led in the opening prayers while I took up the praise and worsh!p. When it was time to preach, my father who had prepared his sermon couldn’t stand to his feet, so I collected his sermon note and mounted the pulpit to preach.
I didn’t know what I was preaching but I saw people standing up from their seats praying without me giving them any prayer points. When I made an altar call, almost everyone in the church c@m£ out for the altar call and were baptized in the Holy Ghost to my surprise.
My father’s struggling church began to come back to life as the fresh breath of God’s spirit swept across un-der my ministrations and amazingly, my father began to recover ra-pidly in his health too. In less than one year, my father’s church increa-sed numerically ten times better than it has even had ever since the inception of the church.
My father who was initially disappointed in me, bec@m£ very proud of me and termed everything that happened to in my past as the act of God to bring back the lost glory of his church and our family. Even when he fully recovered and was fit for the ministry, he refused to preach and left me to do almost all the ministrations.
Some of his church members who left the church started coming back one after another and when they saw the grace of God upon my life, they all forgot the errors of my past and began bring their wayward daughters to me for counseling. My life bec@m£ a source of encouragement to many other young girls who had missed it in the past and began to find meaning from their past mistakes.
Before Temi’s two years birthday, I alre-ady have numerous suitors and admirers that shocked me. I thought that being a single mother will hinder responsible young men from coming my way but I had them in their numbers, and most of them were good Christian brothers who had never married before.
But I kept turning them down until Temi’s six years birthday when I met this my pres£nt husband who was just a young man in ministry. God had told me to wra-p up whatever I was doing in my father’s church in preparation for a greater work, and I put in my best effort , then from the proceeds and donations from the church members we erected for the church a one thousand seaters capacity cathedral which was the largest in my community in those days .
During the dedication of the cathedral, a handsome young man walked up to me and and introduced himself as pastor Ademola and without giving me a breathing space because he saw how busy I was, he told me right there that I was his wife. I laughed at him and saw him as an opportunist who had come to reap from where he did not sow, but later that night, God confirmed what he told me.
I told him that I alre-ady have a child outside wedlock during one of our discussion and he laughed and told me that it doesn’t matter to him and that he is not even interested in knowing anything about my past mistakes. When we eventually got married, I was shocked to find out during our honeymoon that he had never sle-pt with a woman all his life.
I was a broken, used and messed up life from my past life styles, but God brou-ght a br@nd new man,who wasn’t just handsome but a lover of God into my life for a husband. I cried throu-gh out that night in regrets and he consoled me, then promised to take and treat Temi my son as his first son and that on no occasion should i tell anyone that Temi was born out of wedlock. ” the church mummy continued,
“Sade, your case is nothing compared to mine. I don’t see reason why you should settle down with one old man in the village. You are a gifted young lady with a great future ahead of you.
Giving birth outside wedlock does not end the purpose of God for your life. You can still become all that God purposed you to be and God can still give you a responsible, Godfearing man as a husband…” The church mummy began to speak to Sade as she held her head crying remorsefully.
The church mummy, glanced throu-gh her wristwatch and found out that she nee-ded to go out to meet her quests. She picked up her phone and on opening it, she saw Kehinde’s message and smiled…
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