Wednesday, 30 May 2018

THE HONEYMOON By Moyosore Teniola "EPISODE 11"


 


    I lost the zeal for work that day. I couldn't even face my colleagues anymore. All I wanted was to be alone, alone with my God. 

I knew I had made mistakes already, I was too careless, I got carried away by her fake hospitality. I have never come across such an height of desperation in any lady in my entire life. 

My heart was pounding, my head was aching, my legs turned to jelly. I knew I had to seek the comfort of my room that very moment. I headed towards the school gate and home, I went. I neither saw nor heard anyone all the way home, even though I walked through the market. I felt alone in the whole wide world. All I knew was that I entered my room and sat on the bed.


 I ruminated over the recent turn of events. I regretted the fact that I didn't tell my colleague, the one I visited the previous night about my encounter with Faith. If only I did, I would have a witness.

 I knelt near my bed and cried to God for repentance. My tears flowed freely. The most painful aspect of the whole matter was that I have always been the one preaching Jesus to these colleagues of mine. Quite painful, so shameful... My cell phone rang suddenly interrupting my thoughts. I trembled when I saw the caller. 

It was the Coordinator of the Christian Corpers' Fellowship. After the greetings came the instruction: "Bro Dayo, your attention is needed at the Christian Corpers' Lodge this evening please, we need to clarify some issues... " Jesus! " I whispered. I felt like dying immediately. My guess is as good as yours. Faith had gone to the Coordinator's PPA to report me to him. She told him the same lies. 

I actually went to the Corpers' Lodge to see the coordinator that very evening. He was really a spiritually matured brother. After he had told me everything Faith said, he asked me what I had to say concerning it. I narrated everything to him from the beginning to the end.

 He listened with rapt attention. After I ceased talking, he spoke to me in clear words that restored my hope, I will never forget him. He said: "Bro Dayo, while Corper Faith was talking, I sensed it in my spirit that something was wrong somewhere. 

I knew you must have made some mistakes and I think by now, you have learnt your lessons but I pray the LORD will fight for you. I will get in touch with you once I am able to speak with Corper Faith." I thanked him and dragged my feet home.

 I slumped on my bed and cried, "LORD, please vindicate me!" I decided to embark on a 3day dry fasting which commenced the following day. I refused to go out of my room except for when I needed to bathe or use the toilet. I didn't bother going to work. My major prayer points were that of repentance and that the LORD should vindicate me. I didn't see Faith all through the three days I spent at home but I overheard one of the neighbors telling someone that she traveled to her home town. A loud knock on my door on the third day of my fasting woke me up from sleep. It was in the
afternoon, I just finished praying before I slept off... I struggled to get off my bed, i was weak already. Reluctantly, I walked to the door after I recognized the voice of one of my colleagues amidst other voices. I opened the door... I was surprised and at the same time scared to see the same set of people that Faith had deceived earlier. My heart skipped a beat. I checked to see if Faith was among them but she wasn't.

 I only noticed a young woman whose face wasn't really familiar to me but she had a striking resemblance with Faith. Beside her stood a little girl of about three years old...

Stay tuned for Episode 12.

"Call upon me in the day of trouble and I will
answer you..." God is our present help in time of
need. Ever faithful, ever sure!


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