My husband is not a pàstór but a riitúàliist - Episode 12 - Diygigs

My husband is not a pàstór but a riitúàliist – Episode 12

My husband is not a pàstór but a riitúàliist – Episode 12

“As soon as my Pàstór and his wífe left, James started cryíñg, holding his head and compla!ning of sēvērē pàíns. I knew immediately that his reaction to the çúre had begun.”

“Just like the hérbàlííst had told me, he súfféréd a sēvērē hēãdāche to signify the extràçtííon and nūllífícatïïon of his intellectual prowess and IQ.”

“I got emótíónal, and my eyes were covered in tēārs of rēgrēt, ready to drop as I watched James strūgglïïñg and rolled on the bēd in sēvērē païïn.”

“Beside him was Mercy, who had already l0st her gift of concept!on, and beside Mercy was Peace, who lay hàlf-dééàd, waiting to be transformed into the rēālm of the dēēād and gone-too-soon.”

“My heart was blēēdïïñg, and I wished for their complete and total restoration, but my hands were ïtchy, and I wished for something more; only their rúííñatïon and ex+ermïnatïïon could give me.”

“I fa!led them as a b!g brother and s0|d their b!rthr!ght for a bowl of lentil stew.”

“I rēgrēttēd it, but I debated it and felt it was w!se of me to ru!n the l!ves of a few and save the whole crew.”

“The next day, as early as 7 am, I went to see the ñàtíívé dōçtõr. Since we had already prepared melon soup the previous day, I told Ruth and Jacob to stay home and watch over their siblings and also be sure to warm the soup so that we can manage it from Tuesday through to Saturday.”

“I met the hérbàlííst and explained everything to him. I asked him why all of a sudden my pàstór regained his spír!túal sight and was able to know that my sibling’s wéàkñéss wasn’t ord!nary but a result of ingest!ng põ!sõñ.”

“He said that he had already seen it in the realm of the sp!rít before I came, and that the prāyer of my Pàstór that day, in conjunction with the çry of my siblings, reached héàvēn, and he was granted access into the sp!rít realm, though not worthy but for the sake of the çry of my siblings.”

“He said my Pàstór was still not a thrēēåt, and the only thrèēàt we had was Mr. Frank.”

“He said my Pàstór was going to send Mr. Frank to my house to prày for my siblings three days later, which was Friday, and since he can’t súbdūe the p0wers of Mr. Frank, he would resort to awakening the dust of the past and turn the heart of the chúrçh and my Pàstór aga!nst hïm.”

“He went further and said, ‘Mr. Frank is a very strõñg young man who is not just a thrêêàt to this r!tual but to the entire p0wers of dààrknéss. Many dāàrk āltārs and sā+ānïc tēmplēs have sh0t arr0ws of dístractííóns in diverse forms, but he remained steadfast and unscāthed.”

“They have used different brēēds of wõmēn and hïgh súms of móñey, but none of these things moved him; he stood his ground and overcame them one by one.”

“Since he can’t be dece!ved by wõmēn or materïal!stic ga!ns and equally can’t be a++açked by aççíídēnt or m!sfortune, I will tùrñ the hēarts of those he holds in hígh esteem and has been laboring over the years for aga!nst hím.”

“I saw in the sp!rit realm that your church will hold a crusade this week, Wednesday, and Thursday, and Mr. Frank will be in charge of the prāyer sections.”

“Five years ago, before Mr. Frank gave his lífe to Chrïst, he s|ēpt with a lādy, got her prēgñāñt, and conn!ved with the lādy to ab0rt the prēgñāñçy.”

“That has been a būrdēn in the heart of Mr. Frank even till this day. He is refūsïng to forg!ve himself. He once related it to your Pāstõr, and your Pāstõr encouraged him to stop letting the past get entangled with his present. He told him to forg!ve himself that Gõd has already forg!ven him.”

“The gïrl’s name is Felicia, and the very day she went to the hosp!tal to āb0rt the bāāby, Frank was scāāred of the outcome.”

“He took his belongïngs and rāñ. He moved from Bayelsa and came here to Abuja, leaving Felicia at the mercy of fātē and lūçk.”

“On reaching the hosp!tal, Felicia changed her mind and decided that she was never going to āb0rt the bāāby; that was her first time getting prēgñāñt, and she resorted to keeping the bāāby.”

“Felicia left the hosp!tal and went back home to express her d!sagreement with Frank that she has resolved to keep the bāāby. To her greatest shóçk, Frank had zõõmed off with his luggage to only Gõd knows where.”

“Felicia cr!ed and cr!ed and cr!ed…”

“Frank’s parents are based here in Abuja, and only he and Felicia knew what happened in Bayelsa when he went to look for greener pastures.”

“Felicia knew nothing about Frank’s background or parents. She was born in Bayelsa and met Frank in a supermarket in Bayelsa State where she was working as a cashier.”

“Frank would normally drop by that supermarket to buy snacks every evening before going home, and gradually, they exchanged numbers and one month later, they started dat!ng.”

“The only thing Felicia knew was the fact that Frank was working in a construction company at the heart of the town in Bayelsa State.”

“L0nely and frus+rāted, Felicia took the bāād news home and was d!sõwned by her parents. She jumped from house to house, surv!v!ng by offer!ng her b0dy to gūys in ēxchāñge for bread and butter.”

“Fast-forward to 6 months ago, Felicia left Bayelsa and came to Abuja, hoping to find something tangible she could do to earn a living.”

“Frank does not know that Felicia is right here in Abuja, and Felicia also does not know that Frank is here in Abuja.”

“Though Felicia was determined to keep the bāāby, due to the unfavõrable turn of events, she had no choice but to āb0rt the bāāby that same month she got prēgñānt.”

“I will give you the address of Felicia, and all you have to do is invite her for the crusade and do all you can to make her attend the crusade.”

“You can go ahead and see your Pàstór in his office, and watch how Mr. Frank will l0sē his pos!tion as the prāyēr coordinator in less than three days,’ ‘the hérbàlííst said as he wrote the address on a piece of paper and told me to visit her immediately I was done with my Pàstõr.'”

“I left in shóçk, wondering how the hérbàlííst knew so much about the past life of Mr. Frank. My fēēār was greatly reduced knowing that the one I fēēāred the most was about to be pūlled d0wn like the walls of Jer!cho.”

To be continued ✍️

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