My husband is not a pastor but a riitualiist – Episode 38
“After about ten minutes of chanting those strãnge incãntat!ons, one of the elders sitting at the table in front gestured with his hand, indicating that it was time for everyone to drink from their cups. I observed as everyone in the room, without hesitation, raised their cups to their lips, ready to consume whatever was inside. With my heart pounding, I did the same, nervously sipping from the cup.”
“As soon as the liquid touched my tongue, my heart raced even faster. The sh0ck of realizing that I was dr!nking húmãn b|00d sent shivers down my spine. Pan!c coursed through me, and I hesitated to swallow it. I anxiously scanned the room, only to find that everyone else was drinking in cold silence. Feeling pressured and fr!ghtened, I f0rced myself to swallow the b|00d. It was my first encounter with such a horr!fying experience, and my féãr kept me from v0m!ting.”
“Once we had all drunk from our cups, the elders at the front of the room declared, “Bring the Ne0phytes.” In response, one of the güards inside the room approached us, the men dressed in red shorts, and instructed us to move to the front of the room. It was then that I understood that when the elder had mentioned “Ne0phytes,” he was referring to us, the newcomers, who were apparently about to be init!ated into whatever dãrk r!tual was happening.”
“We walked up to the front, forming four horizontal lines. Each line consisted of ten men, and I counted roughly 40 of us in total. The atmosphere grew tense as we backed the elders, facing the men in suits, wondering what would happen next.”
“Someone handed each of us a piece of paper and a pen, instructing us to write down our desires. They emphasized that whatever we wrote on those papers would be granted, but the c0st would depend on the depth of our desires. I had heard similar words from the man of Gōd who had referred me there, and I assumed that everyone else standing with me had received similar instructions.”
“I took a moment to think about my request and then wrote, “I need the p0wer to perform great miracles.” Glancing around, I noticed that some of the others were writing multiple requests on their papers. Curiosity tugged at me, but I refrained from asking.”
“After a few minutes, they began collecting the papers we had written on. A man took the papers to the elders behind us, and I couldn’t help but wonder what kind of price they would demand from us in return for our desires.”
“Behind us, the elders carefully reviewed our requests, murmur!ng among themselves. As we anxiously stood before the men in suits, I tried to catch glimpses of their expressions. Then, I spotted the man of God who had directed me there. He appeared to have been watching me closely, and when our eyes met, I quickly lowered my head out of féãr.”
“Suddenly, a name was called from behind me. The elders had started summoning us, beginning with the fourth row. I was in the first row and felt relieved they hadn’t started with us. This allowed me to observe what was happening to the others and prepare myself for my turn.”
“The name they called was Martins, and he stepped forward from among us to stand before the elders on our right. We all craned our necks to the right, eager to watch and learn.”
“One of the elders began to read aloud what Martins had written on his paper. He had requested, “I’m a chürch founder, but my chürch isn’t growing. It’s been six years, and the numbers are not increasing. I need süpernatural p0wers to perform various miracles, and I also need my chürch to start growing rapidly.”
“The elder asked, ‘Are these your requests, Martins?” and he replied, “Yes, my lord.'”
“The elder continued, ‘Are you willing to pay the pr!ce for what you requested?’ Martins nodded and responded, ‘Yes, my lord.'”
“Then came the wild revelation. “You are a father of one, and your w!fe is currently prêgnãnt with your second ch!ld. In order to attain the things you wrote here, your w!fe must l0se the bãby. Do you concede?”
“Martins hesitated for a moment, then nodded and replied, ‘Yes, my lord.'”
“The elder added, “In addition, your w!fe will never be able to give b!rth again. As long as she l0ses that ch!ld in her w0mb, your p0wers will be activated. Your chürch will flourish, but your w!fe will remain bãrren. Do you concede?”
“With a heavy sigh and a shãky voice, Martins replied, ‘Yes, my lord.'”
“The elders then instructed him to come forward and seal the õãth. They opened a small, brown wooden pot slightly and asked him to dip his hand inside. As soon as he did, Martins let out a scréãm of pa!n, quickly pulling his hand out. I could see b|00d dripping from his hand, a horr!fying sight.”
“They handed him a transparent cup filled with a blãck l!quid, which he drank. Initially in pa!n, he seemed to find relief after consuming whatever was in that cup. It was a d!sturbing and unsettling scéne that left me filled with dréãd about what might be required of me in this dãrk init!ation.”
“After Martins had been led away by one of the güards to the other hall, the elder called out another man named Philip. Philip stood before the elders as they read his request to him.”
“My chürch was thriving, but after I engaged in affa!rs with a few choir members, my prãyers ceased to be answered, and I lost my ability to perform miracles. I need to regain my p0wer before I start losing members.”
“The elder asked, ‘Is this your request, Philip?” to which he replied, ‘Yes, my lord.'”
“Are you prepared to pãy the price for what you have requested?’ The elder continued, and Philip affirmed, ‘Yes, my lord.'”
“Philip’s price was dãrk and d!sturbing. He was informed that he would receive a lotion. His task was to invite each of the choir members he had been involved with to his office or a h0tel, two a week.”
“Before engaging in an affa!r with them, he would need to drink the lotion. The elders explained that these w0men would meet different fãtes—some would fall íll, while others would meet with açç!dents, leading to their dëæth. Philip was asked if he agreed to these terms, and without hesitation, he responded, ‘Yes, my lord.”
“In addition,’ the elder continued, ‘you must have an affa!r with at least one lady from your chürch every two weeks. Your w!fe must remain completely unaware of this; if she ever finds out, it will result in either her dëæth or the loss of all your p0wer. Do you concede to these conditions?”
“Philip hesitated for a brief moment but eventually replied, ‘Yes, my lord.'”
“The elder then instructed Philip to step forward and dip his hand into the same wooden pot that had caused Martins so much pa!n. Just like Martins, Philip let out a scrëãm as he withdrew his hand from the pot, b|00d dripping from it. He was handed a blãck liquid to drink, and as he consumed it, the pa!n began to subside. It was a féàrful demonstration of the dréãdful commitments these men were making in their pursuit of p0wer and miracles.”
To be continued ✍️