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* samlak * samlak The Painful Pleasure (By TPP)
Episode 13
It was a Sunday, lectures were going to start
the following
day, and since I came to school, I had not gone
to church,
two Sundays had passed already. My mum is a
very devoted
Christian, thank God money is not the criteria
for being a
deaconess in my church, she wouldn’t have had
the chance.
She had taught me not to miss any Sunday
service, as it is
written “Remember the sabbath day, to keep it
holy.” My
mother had taught me to go to church 52
Sundays a year, 53
if possible, but what exactly was wrong with
me, I couldn’t
figure out what was going on with me.
I decided to go to church, I talked Mayowa into
going with
me and he agreed. So we decided to go to
‘Church of Christ’.
It was a popular church then, known for quick
and short
services. The day ‘holy spirit takes control’,
and they have to
stay longer than usual, that is when they use
up to two
hours. Since most students do not like long
services, this
church had so many members.
The service was meant to start by 10am and
end latest by
12pm. Mayowa and I got to church around 10:30,
as a
protocol member gently led us to our seat. The
sitting was
strictly on a ‘sit as you come’ basis. It was a
praise and
worship session, the lady leading was so
blessed. As at the
time we entered, she was singing the song: “We
give you all
the glory. . . We worship you our lord . . . you are
worthy to
be praised. . . You are alpha, and omega”. The
song really
touched me, as I lifted my hands to reference
God as the
beginning and the end of my life.
There was a lady just there beside me with a
pair of glasses
on, whose ‘part’ was very correct and loud. I
know about
music, as I can play the keyboard, the drum set
quite well,
and I can also sing. The lady caught my
attention, she had a
pair of glasses on, and she lifted up both
hands, singing
from the depth of her hearth. “Well, that
shouldn’t distract
my worship.” I said to myself. I continued, as I
was thinking
back on what God has done for me, success,
provision, and
grace. All I could do was to thank him. It was
time to dance, I
danced like there was no tomorrow, I was so
happy to be in
the presence of God, I knew I had done what’s
Then the lady leading the praises said “hold a
person beside
you and say (singing) we are going higher, we
are going
higher. . . ” I held the lady with glasses I had
been admiring
all the while. Well, she didn’t see any thing
wrong with it as
we both sang the song.
The sermon came on, the pastor preached on
the topic “he’s
able”. The pastor showed us the power of God,
and the
ability of God to do all things for us, and
through us. He
used Ephesians 3:20 as his anchor text. It was a
message. I can never forget it.
The pastor concluded the message, and the
were asked to stand up for recognition.
Mayowa and i stood
up, and to my surprise, the lady beside me
stood up too.
2016-11-02 02:46 · Reply · (0)

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