After the action, Bode started begging me. I could see he actually regretted it, but the deed had been done already. I told him to go, I just didn’t want to see him, and he left.
I locked the door behind him and started weeping. I wept till my eyeballs turned red and my head began to ache.
I was confused, I didn’t know what to do, I was just weeping. I couldn’t even pray, I never thought I could do such a thing, I thought I was strong enough to stand. Oh my
God! How wrong I was!!
The next day was Friday, I couldn’t go to school. I had a headache, so I called my HOD to inform her I would be absent. She promised to tell the Principal and wished me a quick recovery.
I couldn’t attend the burial nor singing practice on Saturday, I just locked myself up in my room and was weeping from time to time.
On Sunday, I was unusually absent from church. Some choir members came to check on me after service.
They met me under my blanket, shivering. Now I had developed an emergency fever.
One of them quickly called Pastor Williams who rushed down to my place with his wife.
They took me to the health centre. I was treated for malaria, given some drugs and injection, and was told to come on Monday and Tuesday to complete the injection.
The Williams brought me back home and asked if I wouldn’t mind going with them to their place, so I wouldn’t be the only one at home, I said no, that I would be fine. So, they left after praying for me.
I slept off and woke up late in the night. Now I felt like eating something. I looked at my phone, it was 11.17pm. I got up, ate bread with fruit juice and went back to bed. I couldn’t sleep. I was turning from right to left, left to right on and bed. Again, I remembered “Let him that thinketh he standeth take heed lest he fall” 1 Cor 10:12.
I started weeping again. I thought I was standing, now I have fallen. I so much trusted myself, I was so careless. I opened my mouth and began to pray “Lord Jesus, I have disappointed you, please forgive me, have mercy on me. I am sorry. Now I know better. Help me Lord. Forgive me Lord. Have mercy on me….”
I didn’t even know when I slept off. When I woke up, I knew I had a dream in which I saw Pastor Mrs. Williams talking to me, but I couldn’t remember a single word out of everything she said. As I was trying to recollect what she was telling me in the dream, I heard a gentle voice in my spirit “Go and open up to her” “Ahhhh! How on earth would I be able to do that? I can’t
I didn’t hear the voice again, at least at that moment. The next thing I heard was a knock on my door.
Who is that? I spoke softly.
I didn’t hear any response from the other end. I moved to the door, unlocked it and opened.
Guess who was standing there.
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