Episode 3

THE JESUS SLAY QUEENS 2

Episode 3

The door opened and Susan entered. It was the next day already. Just few minutes to 5am. I was sitting at the study table.

"How is she?" She asked.

"Can't you perceive the smell in the house?" Was my response.

I didn't have strength to cry anymore. I was just looking like a zombie.

"So you mean Ope is gone?"

"Another result of my carelessness. Lost two souls! I'm such a failure," I said and instead of breaking into tears, I smiled.

I was just tired of crying.

"Juliet, God is a sovereign ruler. Whenever we are in situations like this, it always reminds me of how powerless we are and how much we need him. It reminds me of how rebellion is nothing but vanity.

You know, when we rebel, we behave as if we don't need God. But when we kneel down to ask God for help, it just makes me realize that we are nothing before him. We are at his mercy. He might chose to ignore us or answer our request. It breaks me each time I kneel down to ask for help.

It makes me to humble myself whenever to rebel is so strong on me. I might successfully rebel against him now, but I would need him later. It humbles me so much. God is such a great God."

I looked at her and sighed.

"By the way, I thought you guys were supposed to keep praying until Ope comes back to life?" I asked.

"We be human being na!" Susan said and hit me playfully with a grin on her face.

"You wan use prayer kill us? We have been praying since afternoon till 4:30am. Juliet, I'm so shocked at myself. The grace was out of this world. As I was praying, I left my body. I stood watching myself praying. It was a divine switch. A praying spirit took over me. That was how God took me to the camp of the enemy and made me to see the prison house that Ella described in her dream.

Daddy and Mummy Ope have not returned, right?"

"Wait do you mean you had a vision?" I asked, surprised by what she had just said.

"Has daddy and mummy Ope gone home?" She asked, ignoring my question.

"No! They are still in the house. I took them upstairs to the visitor's room. They're spending the night there."

"I thought you said something about them wanting to take her to the mortuary?"

"Mummy Ope stood her ground. She was able to fight to make her husband allow Ope remain here till this morning. That was their agreement. They would be taking her to the mortuary this morning."

"Oh! That's fair enough! At least we can all see that this entire place is smelling." Susan said casually.

I was just wondering what was making her act as if nothing was wrong.

"Susan, what made you guys stop the prayers?"

"You can go and continue for me. I'll really appreciate it," she said grinning.

Something told me there was something Susan was hiding from me. I could feel there was a reason as to why the prayers stopped. If Susan was not going to talk, someone else would.

I stood up and walked out of the room as she threw herself lazily on the bed. I went straight for Ella's room.

"Ella!" I called immediately I was inside the room, but I met a sleeping Ella. I quietly retreated and left the room.

These girls had prayed for hours today, they seriously needed to rest. I opened the door to our room and met Susan fast asleep.

I sat beside her on the bed and ran my hands over my head in frustration.

"Can anything good ever come out of my life? So daddy called me upstairs and was busy doing bible study when there was fire on the mountain."

"JULIET, BE CAREFUL WITH YOUR WORDS, I CAN HEAR EVERYTHING YOU'RE THINKING."

I sighed.

"What's the use of teaching me when Ope was dead?"

"JULIET I NEED TO TEACH YOU SOMETHING. GET YOUR BIBLE AND OPEN TO JOHN 11 VERSE 4."

I looked at my bible on the study table and looked away.

"WOW!"

"Daddy I'm sorry!"

"DON'T TELL ME THAT!"

"I'm sorry sir!" I said and jumped up to get my bible.

"YOU REALLY NEED A LOT OF HARD DEALING FOR YOU TO LEARN!"

"I'm sorry sir! I just can't hide it. I begged you, but you didn't listen to me!"

"JULIET, WILL A MAN JUDGE GOD?"

I bowed my head as fresh tears trailed down my cheeks.

"HOW DARE YOU JUDGE THE ALMIGHTY? HOW CAN THE CLAY SAY TO THE POTTER WHY DID YOU DO THIS? WHY DID YOU MAKE ME LIKE THIS?

I AM THE SOVEREIGN RULER OF THE UNIVERSE. I DON'T NEED YOU TO SURVIVE. YOU'RE THE ONE WHO NEED ME AND YET YOU'RE GETTING MAD AT ME?"

"I'm sorry sir!" I did and went on my knees as if daddy was there in the room physically.

"Daddy, I'm sorry for my attitude. I can't believe I have this kind of rebellious heart. Please find a place in your heart to forgive me!

I felt that after all the prayers and everything, you were supposed to hear us and answer."

"AND IF I CHOSE NOT TO, YOU'LL BEAT ME UP! RIGHT?"

"No sir!"

"SO YOU BEGAN TO GIVE ME ATTITUDE BECAUSE YOU'RE NOW GOD'S JUDGE, RIGHT?"

"I'm so sorry sir! I would never do so again!"

"YOU REMIND ME OF ONE OF MY DAUGHTERS. SHE WAS SO DEAR TO ME. HER NAME WAS MRS JOB. SHE WAS A DAUGHTER I LOVED SO MUCH. SHE WAS A GREAT INTERCESSOR. SHE PRAYED HER HUSBAND'S BUSINESS INTO MANIFESTATION.

JOB WAS A GREAT MAN BECAUSE OF HER INTERCESSORY PRAYERS. THAT GIRL CAN PRAY. I BLESSED HER WITH 10 LOVELY CHILDREN. 7 BOYS AND 3 BEAUTIFUL GIRLS.

WHENEVER SOMETHING WENT WRONG IN HER HUSBAND'S BUSINESS, SHE'S AT HER PRAYER ALTAR. SHE WILL PRAY UNTILL MATTERS CHANGED. THAT LADY WAS A LADY OF FIRE.

BUT A DAY CAME WHEN I WAS GOING TO TEST HER LOYALTY. I ALLOWED SATAN TO TAKE AWAY EVERYTHING SHE AND HER HUSBAND HAD. EVERYTHING WAS LOST IN ONE DAY.

THAT'S HOW SHE FLARED UP. SHE TORE HER BIBLE. SHE CURSED ME AND ABANDONED HER PRAYER ALTAR. SHE JUDGED ME, THE ALMIGHTY GOD AND CONDEMNED ME.

CAN YOU IMAGINE? A HUMAN BEING, A MERE MORTAL I CREATED, WILL JUDGE ME THE CREATOR AND CONDEMN ME, CONDEMN MY ACTIONS."

"I'm sorry Lord!"

"WAIT A SECOND. WHAT IS MAN?"

"I'm so sorry!" I said admist tears.

"We do not deserve your love. We do not deserve your time and attention, yet you have showered us with it. And you have made us so special in your sight. We imperfect humans, full of all manner of wickedness and imperfection.

And instead of us to feel privileged, we feel it's our right to question your authority. We think we can judge you and condemn you. But no! You're the potter. We are just clays in your hands.

Thou art worthy! Thou art worthy oh Lord. To receive glory honour and power. For thou has created all things and for your pleasure, they are and were created.

We were created to give you pleasure. You can chose to turn your back at us tomorrow and we would all be at your mercy. We will all perish without you. But without us, you remain God.

What level of stupidity will it be for us to challenge your wisdom? What stupidity will it be to judge you. The supreme ruler of the universe.

Daddy, I thank you! Indeed, what is man? That you have our time! What is man? You are so busy with the holy angels, thousands and millions of them with beautiful singing voice. Yet you said you want to listen to this my croaked voice that I'm using to sing.

And instead of me to jump at the privilege and sing for you. I'm busy saying my voice is not good, I cannot sing. What is man? Haaaaaa! Jesus! Man is really privileged.

Look at the antelope in the forest. A lion will jump out of the bushes, grab it, kill it and eat it. And you're not concerned about it.

But if one hair of our hair falls to the ground, you'll know instantly. You even said in your word that you know the number of hairs we have on our head. Something that looks so unimportant, yet you're so interested in us that you counted them.

Wow! Thank you Jesus! I'm so grateful! Now I know how painful it is when men judge you. They don't understand they're provoking you. Daddy, I promise never to take your love for me lightly.

You're a President of presidents. There are so many important issues on your desk right now. The fate of many great nations rest in your palms. Yet, you left the bulkiness of activities and came to spend time with this girl that doesn't deserve your time and attention.

Thank you so much!"

I was beginning to feel an overwhelming surge of peace and joy in my spirit.

"Daddy! My voice is not good ooo, but can I sing for you?"

"THAT WOULD BE THE MOST WONDERFUL VOICE EVER. I'M NOT AFTER THE VOICE, I'M AFTER THE HEART SINGING THE SONG. PLEASE GO AHEAD AND LET ME ENJOY MY DAUGHTER'S WONDERFUL SOPRANO!"

I giggled like a girl who just fell in love.

"Jesus, you've found a 911 Lover.

Commander, you've found a 911 Soldier.

Jesus, you've found a 911 Vessel.

My Darling, you've found a 911 Friend.

You have found Someone.

That will Hold Your Hand.

And will Never Let You go.

You have found Someone.

That will Stand with You.

That will bring You so much Joy

Painter, you've found a 911 Painting

My Teacher, you've found a 911 Student.

Jesus, you've found a 911 Vessel.

My Lover, You've found a 911 Friend.

You have found Someone.

That will make You Proud.

And will Never Let You Down.

You have found Someone.

That will know Your Heart.

That will make You Satisfied.

If you need me you can Call me

I will answer you without a waste of time.

No more waiting on the Phone.

I'm Your 911, 911

Where you send me I will go

I will follow you without a question, Lord.

No objection to your Will.

I'm your 911, 911.

If you need me you can call me

I will answer you.

Without a waste of time

No more waiting on the Phone.

I'm Your 911, 911

Where you send me I will go

I will follow you without a question, Lord.

No objection to your will

I'm your 911, 911."

I sang with deep gladness in my heart.

Susan rolled on the bed and said in her sleep.

"John 11 verse 4."

I was shocked. How could Susan mention that same scripture Daddy had told me to open earlier. This was amazing.

"Daddy!" I said admist giggles.

"YES JULIET! OPEN IT! I HAVE SOMETHING TO SHOW YOU!"

I quickly reached for my bible and opened it with all joy.

"Haaaaaaaaaaa! I screamed and jumped up.

To be continued....

This is a call to repentance. Many of us have judged God condemned him and punished him.

God because you did this to me, I will no longer sing in the choir again. God I told you to do this and you refused, I won't usher in my church anymore. You're a wicked God.

Up till now, you have not given me a child and I have been serving you faithfully. Until now, you have not given me a husband and you said you'll reward those that follow you! Where is my reward?

Your love and loyalty to God is truly seen when the opposite happens and yet, you're unmovable. When life hits you so hard and God keeps quiet.

His silence is seriously a statement.

Will you be loyal? Will you be faithful?

When sickness comes, will you still drag that sick body to the place of intimacy and say.

"Daddy, I can't miss hearing your sweet voice this morning. Though I'm not feeling fine!"

This message is for someone.

By the way, what's in John 11 verse 4?