Episode 46

THE JESUS SLAY QUEENS

Episode 46

"So you're still alive right?" The queen asked.

I jumped out of my bed and looked at her.

She was sitting beside my hospital bed with two of her girls beside her.

"You're really a survivor! A stubborn girl to be precise. After all, stubbornness is a gift when you channel it to the right person."

I looked at her confused. How did they find me here? How did they arrive here?

"Stop looking around if you're dreaming! This is not a dream. This is reality. So wake up from your sleep. We only came to see how you're doing."

"Stubbornness is a gift if it is channeled to get get right person. What does that mean?"

"You are so naive! Everyone has special abilities God placed in them. Take Apostle Paul for an example. Apostle Paul was a man of great zeal. Anything he lays his hands upon, he pursues it with all his strength.

That was how he made up his mind to wipe out Christianity and persecuted the early church. He was born with that passion in his blood. He can spend his whole life chasing a particular assignment.

Immediately God arrested him and made him his follower, what happened? He became a zealous spreader of the gospel. So immediately that zeal was channeled to the right place, it became a blessing to him.

It's the same with everyone. Anger can be a blessing if you use it to fight the correct enemy. Your sexuality is a blessing if you use it to copulate with your God given husband. Your singing is a blessing if you use it to sing to the right congregation.

And your stubbornness can be a blessing if you prove stubborn to the right person that you're supposed to be stubborn to!"

I was wowed by what she was saying.

"Do you remember that day you ran out of the house of that soldier from the pit of Hell? I mean the day you and Ella went for evangelism and ended up trapped in a guy's house. Do you remember?"

"Yes!" I answered.

"Remember he said that coming after you was a waste of time. That he would send a smaller squad of the kingdom of darkness after you. Right?"

"I remembered!"

"Good! We have been asked to withdraw from your case. Another squad greater than us is coming. You won't be seeing Angela anymore in Broadway academy. Her assignment is over.

The question is, if a smaller squad almost stabbed you to death, what do you think the bigger squad would do?"

"I don't know! Probably clean my dirty foot I guess!" I answered grinning.

She looked at me as if I was crazy and shock her in mockery.

"Aunty! Stop being funny! You only came here to scare me because it's obvious my big God was too much for you to handle. And by the way, you were only able to stab me because my sins permitted you. You had access to me because of my sins.

I'm waiting for the next pattern you guys would use to get me stupid enough not to pray. I have seen pain that I have always been afraid of. Pain beyond measure. I discovered that the pain that I always ran away from, came to me in double portion.

So I have made up my mind that pain will not stop me. Nothing is going to stop me anymore! I have made up my mind. I ran away from pain and pain beat me up so badly. Look at my body! I feel pains everywhere!

What I was running away from came after me in full force. If I was using this pain to build my spiritual life, I would have been the happiest person on earth. But this pain was nothing but my punishment for not building my spiritual life.

So I came to a conclusion. You will have to kill me in order to stop me from praying. Because I am going to pray untill they beg me to stop. I am going to read my bible, untill I become that warrior God wants me to become.

I was the one who allowed you people to even touch me in the first place. So don't come here and make mouth for me. That opportunity you had and lost, you cannot have it again.

So forget about it. Go and pack your load and get out of my Broadway academy."

Immediately! The queen and her girls disappeared.

My Dad walked in and looked at me like he was confused.

"Were you talking to someone?" He asked.

"Don't worry Dad! There's no reason to discuss about that! I have put the slave to where he belongs.

Dad still wanted to talk, but he stopped himself when the doctor entered.

The doctor examined me and asked me a few questions. Then he confirmed I was ready to be discharged. Actually, I convinced him I was ready to leave the hospital. I was tired of the place. I just needed to leave as quickly as possible.

I was glad when I was taken out of the hospital and sat beside my dad as he drove me to mummy's house.

I entered the house and sat down on the sofa. I touched my stomach and felt the bandage on my stomach.

Hmmmmm! I felt something was yet to be explained. In the hospital, Ella was saying something about mummy having a scar on her stomach. And she made mention of me having mine at the exact same spot.

I also remembered how mummy Oladimeji said something about me being her successor. What was the meaning of this scar? And what resulted to mummy being stabbed in the stomach.

I was getting curious. I had been discharged from the hospital. So I was officially home. Dad took mummy out and was discussing with her. I came in to rest on the sofa as I was still feeling pains all over my body.

The door opened and the two of them came in. I watched them with admiration. They would have been the best couple on earth. I would have had the perfect mother. But how did daddy end up rejecting mummy?

Why? Why would he open his two eyes and look at this young firey woman and say, 'I will not marry you.'

I need to know what happened. I guess this was the right time to ask.

"Juliet how are you feeling now?"

"I'm not feeling too well!" I said with my eyes shut.

"Really? But you insisted you were good enough to be discharged. Why are you suddenly feeling pains now?"

"It's not a pain of the body!" I said and opened my eyes.

They were close to tears.

"Haa! A pain of the heart?" He asked.

"Yes!"

"What is it!" Mummy asked.

"I just watched the two of you walk in right now. It pained me so much to find out that these two were supposed to be my parents. I'm not here to cast blames on anyone. But please! Tell me your story. What really happened between the two of you?

How did my father end up saying no to God? How can someone look at mummy with all her beauty and anointing and walk away from her? What really happened?

And mummy! That scar! What caused it? Please share your story with me."

As I was asking, I had this strange feeling that I wasn't going to get the answer.

"Juliet!" Mummy called and took my hand in hers.

"The truth is! Your Dad was never to blame. Although he won't agree! I was the one who failed God and my generation! And I paid dearly for my rebellion.

I so much want to share this story with you. It's a long story that will really shock you. But the Holy Ghost told me to wait for the right time. He will tell me when to go ahead with my story.

I was carrying an irreversible curse that your father couldn't accept to carry it with me in marriage. I begged God to take it away, instead he would say that his grace is sufficient for me.

Till today, he has not taken it away. I have learned to live with it and love him for who he is and not because of what he can do for me.

When the time is right, I will tell you my story. Is that okay?"

I looked at her and discovered that no amount of plea will force this information out of them. So I decided not to waste my time on the issue.

"Okay ma!" I replied.

"Thank you dear!" She said all smiles.

"So! Now that the angel is doing okay, I guess I can be on my way now," my Dad stood up.

"I'm going to miss you Engineer Dave!" I said smiling.

"I'll miss you too miss Anderson. Only one and only true love!"

"You can't imagine the depth of my love for you! You're the best daddy in the world!"

"And you've been the angel that gave me a reason to live. I could stand here staring at your face all day!"

"Haa! Father and daughter! You people should calm down ooo! My legs are shaking!" Mummy interrupted.

We all burst into laughter.

"Engineer Dave! Go and marry and stop spoiling this girl with love."

"I already have my one true love! She's staring right at me right now!"

"Abeg ooo! Don't let this girl fall in love with you too much that she will start rejecting proposals in the future, claiming I want a man like my Dad!"

"Yes ooo! Any man that will collect my daughter must be like me ooo! He must know how to pamper her like egg. The way I'm pampering her now. If not! Will of God is not enough oh! He must read up to at least ten marriage books and must learn the 21 principles of a good husband.

If not! I will send him away ooo!"

"Ha! Uncle Andy! The standard is high ooo! The cut off mark is too much. Can you please reduce the cut off mark so the applicants can meet up?"

"No ooo! My girl is a quality wife material. Whoever cannot pay the price should forget about marrying her."

"Yes ooo! I agree with you Dad!" I said grinning.

"See your small mouth!" Mummy said and made to hit me, but I quickly dodged.

"Anyway! Thank God it's not now! At least 5 years from now. That's if God doesn't extend the waiting period sha!"

I smiled and shook my head.

I was seriously enjoying the conversation.

"Okay! I should be in my way, but let me have a few minutes with my daughter alone!" My Dad said and mummy concurred.

Immediately she left, Dad turned to me.

"I heard everything you said back there. Infact, I was eavesdropping by the door. I heard what the queen told you and your response to her.

I'm not here to threaten you or say you weren't bold. But can I share a spiritual principle with you? Whenever you finish challenging the devil, don't go and sleep.

Satan has gone to start working immediately. You also start working as well. Don't say Satan do your worst and you are snoring on your pillow. He will stab you on that bed.

I'm not trying to scare you. The devil is under your feet. You have triumph over every principality and power, yes of course. But the devil is only under the feet of a praying believer. If you're not a prayerful christian, you're in serious trouble.

So you did great in boldly confronting the lesbians. Now play your part in staying prayerful! Is that okay?"

"Yes sir!" I replied.

Dad spread his arms around me and gave me a hug.

"I'll miss you so much!"

"Me too! You know you're the only man in my life!"

"Shut up there! That other guy and s now a threat to me! The way you are staring at him is giving me serious concern!"

"Daddy! My heart belongs to you!" I said teasingly.

That's how I and my Dad usually teased each other.

"It's alright! Stay safe please! Stay in God! Don't trade him for anything! I love you!"

"I love you too!"

To be continued.....

Hmmm Broadway academy is receiving another demonic squad.

They are sent to prepare for Juliet's return to that place!

It's going to be war!

The devil is is only under the feet of a praying believer. A prayerless Christian is a powerless Christian.

By the way! I'm getting curious about this scar ooo!

Pray for Juliet ooo! I don't want to hear stories from her! This one her mouth is bigger than her brain.

Watch out what happens next!"