I have always heard love could be
found in the most unlikely places………. some found theirs in titanic, some at a dance-hall, some met at a bar drinking and lived together ever after, some in
classrooms, some were colleagues at work, some at a cinema, others in church
and church functions, my good friends met at a supermarket, while my neighbours
met at a stadium, both not supporting the same team then…….. but as the saying
goes opposite attracts. The essence of the story was for a pastor friend of
mine who met his life partner at a brothel. The truth is pastor fish as
popularly called is married to a prostitute. A professional one. Not the one
that stands on the street nor the one that is called when there is a chairman. He
is married to that type of prostitute that you will get to the brothel and they
will take you to their room. They lived there. Day in day out, they build their
existence on the opening of their legs for as many customers as possible who
are willing to get in between. The joy was in the number of customers per day. On
a good day you’ll have ten but on bad days, three to four. The booze and cigarette
smell makes it evidence it’s not a place for a man of God, but pastor fish was
caught in between the web of love in the most unlikely place.
It all started with evangelism. The prophetic
word came to the church to do the needful in the city he was found to be. The exercise
was for the whole church thus different groups were formed to hit the target of
proclaiming and conversion into Christianity. Pastor fish led a group into the
city center and four major points were cardinal to his mission. One beer
parlour, one gambling home, a secondary school and a brothel. Pastor fish is
the assistant pastor in charge of prayers and exaltation. The church sees him
as one without blemish. His greeting always end with amen and his salutations
are all alleluia. He portrays holiness as a lifestyle but the visit made a
difference.
It was day three and the last day of
the evangelical adventure. The day of the brothel visit. They have prayed
before embarking on the journey to the brothel. The spirit was lifted and the
force was evident. They walked in unannounced thus what they met was sets of
ladies smoking while twerking to the beats. The thickness of the smoke choked pastor fish
out of the hall first but with a little push he was back inside. His sight
caught sister Angela's bum and the shake changed the thought pattern
immediately. It took a while for the man of God to regain consciousness and
convert the sight to glorify the Father. Minutes became hours as it ended in
praying together. The next visitation was in pastor fish’s apartment and then
the adventure began. the twerk in the hall was been done on his bed but all
with a vital explanation..........
(all names and characters used in this write up are fictional)
(all names and characters used in this write up are fictional)
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