My husband is not a pàstór but a riitúàliist – Episode 16
“I forgot to mention that when I first met Felicia to document her testimony, her yellow dress got really stained, and she looked like someone who had rolled on the floor.”
“I asked her what had happened, and she said that during the pràyérs, all the people around her fell under the anointing. In the process, they pushed her several times, causing her to fall and stain her dress.”
“I told her it’s okay; no one would even ask why her dress got dirty because they would think she fell under the anointing during the pràyérs.”
“Mr. Frank had gone behind the āltār after the prāyēr session, probably to freshen up and change his clothes, as his suit was soaked with sweat from top to bottom.”
“When we got to the 10th testifier, suddenly, he appeared out of nowhere. He was wearing a white native attire and sat on the stage with our pàstõr and other top leaders who were invited for the crúsàde.”
“He arrived at just the right time, and I was so happy, eagerly anticipating Felicia’s turn to be given the microphone to soil his white attire with the ēmbãrrãss!ng thing he did in the past.”
“As we reached the 14th testifier, my heart was already in my hands, waiting for the moderator to invite the 15th testifier. It was as if he knew what was about to unfold. Immediately after the 14th testifier, the moderator asked the others to wait so he could make a very important announcement.”
“The āltār was built very high. Thus, Mr. Frank couldn’t see Felicia well enough to recognize her. They didn’t watch the testimonies live; they watched them on a television right there on the āltār due to the distance from the āltār to the crúsàde ground.”
“However, Felicia had seen him during the pràyérs and recognized him quite well. I was even glad he couldn’t recognize her, as he might have remained at the back of the āltār out of féēàr of being exp0sed during the testimonies.”
“Unfortunately for him, he was unaware and was about to be caught off guard.”
“After the announcement, the moment I had been waiting for, the moment I had expended so much energy trying to make happen, arrived. The 15th testifier, Felicia, was called upon and given the microphone to share her testimony. Little did they know, she had something more significant to reveal that would dæmãgē the chúrçh’s reputation.”
“Thank God I was the one who interviewed her because if someone else had done it, I wondered what kind of l!e she might have told just to seize the opportunity to hold the microphone and say something entirely different in front of over 20,000 people.”
“‘Praise the Lõrd, praise, praise, praise Master Jësüs,'” she said, and the entire congregation echoed, ‘Ha, ha, hallelujah.'”
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“My name is Felicia, and for the past five years, this is my first time attending a church service or program. Within these five years, I’ve done úñspéàkable things that only Gód can forgive me for. Thanks to a brother, a member of this church, who invited me to this crúsàde.”
“I had ev!l intentions before coming here, and everything I wanted to say to tarn!sh the image of a genuine member of this church (whose name I won’t mention), suddenly lost its appeal. I lost the appetite and strength to do so after the message, especially after the prayer session.”
“For the first time in five years, and in fact, the first time in my life, I felt the mighty presence and gentle touch of Gód. If you look at me closely, you can tell that my dress is dirty.”
“As soon as we got to the prayer session, I fell into a trance. For the next hour, I found myself in an entirely different world, where there was great wa!ling, scream!ng, groan!ng, and gnash!ng of teeth.”
“The temperature over there was so high that I was sweating profusely, and my body became so hot as if it was about to get búrñt. I saw wõmēn, tēēnægērs, ch!ldren, young boys, and prominent men, all immersed in a põõl of f!re.”
“All sorts of d!sgust!ng, d!stasteful, and drëëàdful ïñsēçts such as māgg0ts, centïpedes, mons+rous wõrms, scorpïons, millïpedes, tïcks, and mïtes covered their bod!es. These creatures craw|ed into their nostrïls, came out through their ears, entered through their eyes, and emerged from their mouths, repeating the process.”
“The paíïn was excruc!ating and tõrmēñt!ng, resulting in l0ud and deafening scréēàms. They cr!ed for help, confessïng their sïns and beggïng for mercy and a second chance.”
“Amidst such terrïíble t0rmēnt and t0rtūre, numerous bēāstly and fēēàrsome-looking bāts, each with a hūüman hēād and sharp carn!vorous teeth, perched and tore into the f|ēsh of these people, as they screeched in angu!sh.”
“The scene was so terr!fying that I vom!ted countless times. Consumed by fēær, I knelt down and kept scream!ng, ‘Have mercy on me, please have mercy on me. I’m so sorry; I won’t do it again. I promise I won’t do it again. Please forgive me; I’m so sorry. Have mercy on me…'”
“As I continued scream!ng and pleading for mercy, a massïíve and mons+rous crēātüre with two g!ant h0rns on his forehead emerged from the f!re unscathed. It headed towards me, its very long and fr!ghten!ng fïngernaïls dripping with f!re.”
“Its tééth was long and sharper than the mouth of an ãrrow. Its tongue resembled a living pyth0ñ, shooting out its hēæd and retracting it like that of a snapping turtle.”
“Each of its toes was shaped like a l!on’s head, and they r0ãred as it approached. It had the figure of a man but also a very long tail, and the tail’s head was that of a m!ghty drægõn that breathed and exhaled massive gouts of f|ames and torrents of f!re.”
“Its eyes were not ordinary; they were deep h0ll0ws of f!re, pouring out with great f0rce like a heavy waterfall, as if shedding tears of f!re.”
To be continued ✍️