Most sundays, i don’t go to church. Its
either am with my phone or washing
clothes. On this faithful day, I followed
my friend to her church. the name of
the church was ”Fire and Thunder
something something Int’l Ministry“ I’ve forgot the full name of the church.
What happened at the church was so
different from the regular church that i
always attend. It was a pentecostal church, quite
small and full of mostly aged people. I
was wearing a pencil skirt and normal
top. As soon as I entered the church,
my clothes become the center of
focus. To make matters worse, we were over 1hour late. The pastor
spotted us and called us to come to
the front. I was like, “no no am not
sitting at the front”. When I heard that
its the pastor that wants to talk to us,
that was when i know what’s up. I started fidgeting. I was even trying to
explain to the ushers that am a guest
but they were doing as if the pastor
was Commando. With courage, I
moved to the front with my friend, the
congregation were just looking at us like….. Then the pastor asked me to
off my earrings and that earrings are
not allowed in his church. I jejely took
off my earrings and looked for a place
to seat. My friend has already been
transferred to a seat far from me. The kind of preaching I heard, I’ve
never heard it before, the pastor said
we must not fix nails, hair
attachments, no usage of gold or silver
earrings, wristwatches and most
annoyingly chatting is of the devil. Though I didn’t concur with what the
pastor was saying. The prayers we observed was like we
were in a war front. The pastor said
we should hold hands and pray.
Unfortunately, the man that held my
hand nearly removed my hand from
my body while praying. At a point, I forgot the prayer point and changed
my prayers to, “God, protect my hands
lord, my hands are in your hands
lord…” After a while, deliverance was going
on…. We were clapping and singing
and clapping when the pastor dashed
to my front, held my head and starts
shouting Fire! Fire!! Fire!!!! Fire on my
head? How could that be, I just kept repeating after him “fire” wondering
what’s wrong with the pastor again.
The pastor just pushed me hardly, I
moved back and grabbed the pillar to
avoid falling off. The pastor came to
me again, i was now frustrated and wished i never came to his church, he
grabbed my head again and starts
shouting Thunder! Thunder!!… I was
just hopping that Sango will not hear
what the pastor was saying. Small
time now, Uncle Sango will come and strike my head. I got to a point I
couldn’t withstand the Fire and
Thunder thing again, I fell down and
pretended that i had an evil spirit. ► The Church Sunday ► Bible Christian Church ► About Church of God When it was time for anointing
service, we were asked to dip out
hand into the big bowl of whatever oil
they have in it and put it in our
mouth…. Before anyone could force
me to drink vegetable oil, my shadow was already leaving me behind, I left
the church without quick notice