Don't Mention God To Me - S01 E17

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Don't Mention God To Me - S01 E17

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 17

He climbed down from my body in fear and we starred at each other not knowing what to do as I covered my nipples with the bed spread.

He quickly asked me to wear my clothes and go find out who it was while he hid himself at the back of the door and I did so. When I opened the door, I found no one and my heart flew in fear.

I moved out of the room shouting, “who is that?” repeatedly but everywhere was quiet. I returned back to my room and informed Dale and he breathed down heavily with hands lifted up and rushed out of my room signalling me that he would call me.

My mind kept wandering and wondering concerning the knock on my door and how nobody was found so I went to the elderly man and asked him if he knocked on my door but he said he didn’t.

I asked him if Baba came around and he said “No” ,and I walked out waving the thoughts in my heart aside.

When Dale and I spoke on the phone through Facebook chat, he told me that Baba could be the one who came to knock and when I argued, he told me that Baba was no ordinary person and that his spirit could appear in a place whereas his body is in another place faraway.

I became shocked at the revelation and asked him if Baba was into some occult stuff but he laughed and told me that Baba was not into any fetish stuff,

“Baba is a prophet who sees things done in the secret and hears God like wild fire” Dale explained ,then went ahead and recounted many exploits Baba had done in that area, how he came into the village and built the house we were staying on a land that belonged to the god’s of the land.

How he restored back the dry Ubele river and how he appeared in a meeting held by witches in the land and disorganized them, putting an end to the meeting of witches in Ogene till date… He kept on and on recounting many others and the words of my mother concerning baba came afresh in my mind.

Dale and I continued with our secret affairs and planned to meet in a friend’s house outside Baba’s house in order to make out with ourselves and we scheduled, Sunday evening for it. I waited anxiously for the day to come as I was very anxious to know how it feels to have sex but the unusual happened.

The Sunday morning came and we were glad to know that in few hours, we would be together in each others’ arms but we didn’t expect what happened next. The usual morning devotion method in the house was a routine of clapping of hands wife songs, followed by prayer uproars, Bible reading from the daily guide and reading of commentaries with other contributions.

But on this fateful Sunday morning, Baba had stopped the reading of daily guide and picked up his Bible. Standing up to his feet, he read from a Bible passage I can’t remember and from the verses, he began to preach.

As he preached, he kept focusing on secret sin and how those who plans to do evil secretly falls into their early graves… I saw Dale shifting uneasily on his seat as Baba preached with sternness in his voice.

Then Baba dropped his last words,

“Do you know that drinking ‘Star Larger’ secretly can never make a man a Star? Neither would consuming a crate of hero make a young person a hero?

Even those who died drinking Legend beer are not remembered as legends today…” Before Baba could finish up his sermon, Dale was already on the floor with his face buried in his palms crying and shouting…

“Baba, I am guilty.. Ah! Am a sinner..” He cried and as if it was not enough, another person broke down again crying and the parlor got electrified with the power of God.

I hardened my heart to avoid being moved by the happenings in the parlor but just like a strong whirlwind, something blew me from off my feet and I was found rolling on the floor as I felt fire burning in my palms and bone marrows.

The more I tried to resist whatever I was feeling, the hotter the fire in my bones. We couldn’t go to church that morning again as the morning devotion had turned into a revival service in Baba’s parlor. After about two hours later, I was able to come back to my real self and i began to cry.

I needed to meet Baba and ask him certain questions, so I picked up myself from the floor in the parlor where I had been lying down and began to walk towards Baba’s room, but paused when I heard Dale’s voice coming from the room. He was crying and talking at the same time to Baba…

” Baba, ever since that time you led me to Christ, I stopped drinking and womanizing and I was growing very well in my faith. I never missed my quiet time and fellowships. I had even begun to evangelize to people in and outside the campus and had won many souls as just as I wrote in my April mentorship account to you.

But my ex- girlfriend suddenly began to attend my fellowship on campus,testifying that she had also given her life to Christ. I was overjoyed thought she was genuine in her acclaimed new found faith so that I began to carry her along in evangelism and personal Bible studies.

I didn’t know how it happened Baba… We had sex, and from then i couldn’t stop again…” Dale said and broke down weeping loudly.

” Baba, I thought the Lord would reveal it to you and so I expected you to call me and rebuke me or pray for me. But you didn’t call ,so I thought the Lord has hidden it from you. I got drawn deeper into formication secretly and before I knew it, I had gone back into drinking alcohol..

When you mentioned star larger and hero, I knew I was the one the Lord was pointing at.. And for formication, I was just about committing another one with Zion…” Dale continued but Baba stopped him from continuing with the part that I was involved. “He already knew it” I thought to my self and ran back to my room.

I didn’t know what he concluded with Dale again since I couldn’t stand there anymore. In my room, I couldn’t stop crying, my eyes were swollen red and tears began to fail me. I was about dozing off when my room door opened to usher in Baba. For the first time, I felt ashamed before him and couldn’t look into his eyes.

“Baba! ” I said and began to cry again. He walked over to me and hugged me passionately. I’ve never experienced the warm hug of a father and right there,I felt like he was my father. ” Am sorry… ” I said with brokenness and he released me, looked into my eyes and said with a smile,

“You are always welcome”.

I tried finding words but none came to mind, and on opening my mouth, I said ;

” Baba, who are you? ”

He looked at me, then asked me to sit down on the bed while he sat opposite on my reading chair.

“No one in this land knows anything about me… ” he began to say…