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Shattered Castle

The war ended with its many unlearnt lessons. Strange things were happening. Many systems of government have been experimented on. On the verge of recovery came another blow. The death of a reformer. Suddenly, Mr. Zack a strong fighter of moral piracy of political code and doctrines died on a plane crash .Investigators examining the wreckage ruled political sabotage. The elimination was inconsistence with the time-tested democratic system in practice in the country and elsewhere in the world. It became a tragedy and wound that never healed so fast. Things would never be the same again. History was forgotten and mistakes are to be repeated. Mr. President who headed the saddest chapter of the nation’s political history was fingered as directly responsible. Then came Mr. Ribadau who was dropped after along service at the altar of the ordained thin god Mr. President .He too died of political assassination. The double tragedy marked the genesis of a legal Ping-Pong that saw Mr. President behind the bar in just three years afterward.

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"I want to add that the society is getting more and more insecure. The country is fast decaying in our very eyes. More people are going into crime and they are getting more ruthless, desperate and sophisticated. The youths are getting into all manner of vices and the adults are becoming more corrupt and insincere. With the way the society is, it is a predictable result of a malignant environment dominated by man's insensitivity to man. Why?"

There was silent and everyone sat contemplative. His words were so torching and many were carried away by his way of teaching.

" Praise God"

"Halleluiah" shouted the seating crowd.

"The ancient servants of the lord had many died. Some more cruel some than these. We know they belonged to the heavens to be given a reward. For each of us would render account for himself before God, who is the right judge. Unto your hand, we commend our brother. We are confident that with all who have died in Christ, he shall be raised on the last day and live-forever. We thank you for all the glory you give him in this life, to show you care for all of us and fellowship which is with the saint in Jesus Christ. I am the resurrection and the life, says the lord; who believes in me though he were dead, yet shall live; and who believes in me shall never die. Let us the living be strong for there is no rest for the wicked. He shall see. Even our Islam brothers share the same conviction with us for the Holy Quran says in Sura 42, verse 41:"All those that fight when oppressed incur no guilt, but Allah shall punish the oppressor. Come the day. You should believe this for it has been said"

Hymn for prayer 55 and 109

"When peace like river, attendeth my way,

When sorrow, like sea blows roll;

Whatever my lot,

Though hast taught me knows

It is well; it is well, with my soul

Chorus:

It is well; it is well, with my soul

It is well; it is well, with my soul

It is well; it is well, with my soul

 

The crowd who broke into that chant of ' it is well, it is well with my soul got their voices rising. That religious song was a great channel for releasing their emotions. The song continued and continued and every Christian joined and sang with all zeal. It was the moment they awaited to see, to see him be with the lord. His soul had been sanctified and saved from everlasting hell. He made the sign of cross and many seated copied him because they were mainly of the Catholics in Christendom. The priest was formidable and had a Devine instruction to keep his eyes on depressed souls till the lord visits as he claimed. A look at him reminded his audience of pastor Jinjones of the people's temple in Guyana South America who made his many converts die out of his prescription for poison in the claim that he would resurrect them and he too died.  He spoke with such an unusual mix of deep feelings and wide knowledge that that everyone deemed him the appropriate person to console them all in that time of grief. He had a nice voice and with a straight face with all features and manners of a man, with that calling. He sang and delivered his speech sympathetically rather than with a dull nasal intoning of so many of his callings. He was very neat in look. That was what 'God want' and rich ' no faithful servants of 'God should be poor' with a wife and two boys, no Faithful worshiper should be barren. They were married to mostly modern Israelites women with African origin. He had a university degree which was a major requirement for being called into pastoral work or ' Gods work' as some call it. He should command English, at least with an African; English could be used to tell many lies. He had been promoted to the office of an overseer for a region by the new generation booming church gaining ground in many African country who just started as interdenominational fellowship and ministry and got growing at the process to be named and to pay the government for noise pollution and causing road block on Friday nights during crusades. The general overseer who was also a doctor of theology and bible, his eminence, his most holy, his blessed, his most blessed, his… . Of a truth, he was learned and he could speak too well. He had a university and schools in his name, few marketing companies and transport companies. He was also rumored to be in the list of richest men in the country. He had the endorsement of many African government and pray and prophecy the down and fall of the country and who wins in times of election. He had claimed to be one the many men who ' God' spoke to directly especially against the government. He could make things happen. Lies, prophecies, casting, binding, healing …