Sister Kamara
©Vivi Oluoma
Episode 5
Alright, welcome back.
Many things are happening under the coat of religion.
Starting from the sister who spends extra time to pray after service, speaking and blasting in tongue, to pass the information that she’s a spiritcoco sister all in the bid to win that brothers heart. She knows well that every man now wants to settle down with a Godfearing woman, a woman who can stand in the gap and protect her family. So, she cuts her coat according to the current desire of men. She leaves immediately she observes that the bro she’s trying to impress has gone.
-Deception!
Or should we talk about the brother, who is weighed down by his own sexual urge, yet act like all is well with him.
He acts like the sexual hormone in him was also nailed to the cross, like he doesn’t sleep and wake up sometimes having morning wood.
So ignorant, that they can only crucify their flesh but not the sexual urge because it is what makes them normal human. Forgetting they can put their body under subjection but can’t stop that hormone from being secreted.
Nobody wants to be termed canal, so they cage it in.
If only they can actually face their fears and forget about their fears of being called canal and seek for advice on how to remain chaste, maybe they will finally be able to overcome their flesh.
If only they can stop putting on a straight face during sexual seminars in church and ask question bothering them, they might find the answers on how to subdue those feelings and urge but no! Asking s*x related question in church will kill the spiritcoco personality they have being building for themselves. So they hide in the dooming solace of masturbation.
-Deception.
Anyway, they are just making things easier for me. Not like I care.
I know I contributed largely to the evils happening in this fellowship, but I’m not the mastermind behind this deception that has eaten them up. It was there even from onset. I met it here when I came, it’d occupy the heart of most so-called Christian leaders. I call it, ” the rule of the game religion”.
Let’s go back a bit. To the time when I entered newly as a fresher. How did an agent become a worker?
Immediately I resumed school, after accepting the fake admission mother superior worked out for me. I took time studying the weakness of the fellowship I was sent to. By the time I discovered their weak point, I knew I was ready for the mission.
They love keeping man-made standard even at the cost of souls and most of the leaders took decision based on their human understanding instead of asking for the leading of that righteous man. They lacked a discerning spirit. Their weakness just made everything easier for me.
All I needed to do was to act spiritual, be fervent and walk like my feet is scared of slapping against the bare floor.
Immediately the training for new workers recruitment began, I joined.
That Saturday morning, after the workers training, we were given a questionnaire to go home and prayerfully fill.
I knew what they wanted, so I gave it to them. That Sunday when I heard my name among the selected workers to be interviewed, I was least surprised. I was among the twelve (12) selected to be interviewed among the 19 of us that came out for the training.
Mother superior was really proud of me. She had earlier told me to use my power and get myself selected. That might be too dangerous, so I decided to study their loophole and use it against them.
I was certain that they would bring out quality time to pray but will still end up doing the selection based on their human understanding, using the questionnaire we filled as a guidance because they lack discerning spirit.
The morning of our interview, I felt nervous and unsecured. I did a heart check among the leaders who were to interview us to know their spirituality level and I’d observe that one of the brother’s heart was inaccessible because a flame was fire engulfed him. Even when I stared into his eyes, while turning rapidly the invisible ring on my first finger, I still couldn’t access his heart, instead I felt my heart burning. And when his eyes met mine, I almost screamed. The strange fire that ran through my veins was inexplicable.
“His name is bro Paul and he can’t interview you”, I heard mother superior saying to me. You can’t even stay close to him else his fire will destroy you! Mother superior’s voice still echoed.
Next person!
I got up and entered the office where we were being interviewed and behold it was bro Paul that did order for the next person and a seat stood vacant in his front. I stood fixed at a point. He was still oblivious of my presence as he flipped through the file of the other candidate that left.
Watch out for the following series.
Writer’s note
Avoid deception, it destroys the body of Christ. If you are passing through any hard time, talk to someone… Your pastor. There are some things you don’t need to house inside of you, if not, they will kill you spiritually.
Does crucification of the flesh make a Christian to stop having sexual urge? What’s your take on that.
God bless
To be continued…
Sister Kamara
©Vivi Oluoma
Episode 6
I had to act fast, so I did an eye scan for the weakest leader, immediately I found her, I manipulated her into dismissing the person she was interviewing.
Next person, she called out.
I went straight and sat down on the vacant seat, as the next sister went to bro Paul.
Excellent! All these happened in a jiffy, even before bro Paul could raise his head.
“Hello good afternoon”, sister Onyinye greeted with a smile as I sat down.
Good afternoon Ma.
I have been noticing you for a while, you are always regular in church, that’s very impressive. So tell me about your conversion story.
I got saved as a teenage, specifically at the age of 12. It was during the youth revival camp in 2009 that I gave my life to Christ after a message titled, “only one life” was preached. It was like the pastor was talking to me specifically. That was on April 14th, 2009.
Oh, you still remember the message title, sister Onyinye said, sounding impressed.
Of course, it’s an important day. How can I ever forget it?
The rest of the interview went smoothly and alas, I was recruited into the work force.
×××
“Hello sister Kamara”. A voice greeted me from behind. I was standing on an ATM queue waiting for my turn to withdraw.
This voice sent something strange in me and my body felt like I was standing near a burning flame. I turned sharply, ready to attack whosoever that was.
Oh, bro Paul, good afternoon Sir.
I saw it, it was very visible. He was literally on fire! He stretched forth is hand for an handshake. His palm was on fire.
“Kamara, leave there now!” Mother superior voice echoed.
M..y hands are dirt Sir, I just used the bank’s restroom, couldn’t wash my hands because their water wasn’t running.
Oh, really? Bro Paul asked letting out a smile. But I don’t mind.
“Leave now Kamara!” Mother superior’s voice echoed angrily. My body felt strange, I was burning greatly.
Sir, I don’t…
Sister abeg you’re standing on my position, a sister approached cutting us off.
“Oh, thanks mother superior”, I muttered under my breath.
I am sorry sister, I’ll just go to the back. But he followed me.
So sister Kamara, I’ll like to see you and disc…
“Sir your phone is ringing”, I called out, cutting him off.
Oh, general coordinator. Hello sir, good evening…
I was running out of strength, his presence was draining every life in me.
“I’ll be coming now sir”, bro Paul ended the call, his face was very strong and he didn’t even wave before dashing off.
“Something must be wrong”, I thought. Mother superior is at work again.
Writers Note
Please, this work is fictitious. Under written under a inspiration but yet a work of my imagination.
Just written for Christians to wake up and gird their loins. Our world is more spiritual than it’s spiritual, so we need to ask for the spirit of discernment to avoid having the likes of Sister Kamara in our mist.
Please drop what you have learned so far from the series in the comment box.
God help us
To be continued….
