I’m not going to reiterate what the pastor said, suffice it to say that it was the usual sermon on faith, love hope and prosperity. The pastor preached with enthusiasm and I was pleasantly surprised to find out that he made sense. He didn’t have any manifestation whatsoever so I was all the more relaxed.
Nina dutifully took down notes in a jotter and opened to every Bible verse quoted by the pastor. I tried to concentrate as much as I could on the service although I found myself stealing glances and exchanging smiles and giggles with Nina at every opportunity.
The pastor reached a crucial point in his preaching and asked those people with various ailments to come forward. Soon the alter was filled with all sorts of people, those with genuine sicknesses and those who came just to fulfil all righteousness. We all joined in prayer, led of course by the pastor.
We had been praying like this for a few minutes when I heard a scream. My eyes had been closed so I opened them. And saw one of the sick members who had come for prayers on fire. I gasped in shock but soon realised it was only a manifestation. She twitched and turned and spun around all in an attempt to put the fire out to no avail. Finally she fell to the floor and then passed out.
I was still wondering where the fire had come from when I saw another person this time a male, light up. But then the fire had come from somewhere. I watched closely as the pastor brought out something from a bottle and sprayed it on those he was praying for. Anyone whom the substance touched went up in flames. For a moment I thought, this was the genuine thing, the pastor was gifted with…and then I saw the vulture on the choir mistress head cackle and spit out more of thesubstance into the bottle. No one else ccould see it but the choir mistress made a move anytime the vulture on her head was disturbed. As usual I knew immediately what was going on. And it was absolutely none of my business. So i stayed put.
I ignored the voice of Pachios in my mind.
HELP HIM” He repeated.
“No!” I realised i had spoken out loud when Nina turned towards me. I continued “no weapon fashioned against me…!” And she turned back and continued her prayers.
I thought: “come on Pachios. Its really none of my business. I dont see anyone getting hurt and i dont want to cause a scene.”
“Look at them.” He said. I watched the choir mistress as she herself watched those that had fallen to the floor. There was a satisfied look on he face. I turned my attention to the pastor and he seemed unsure of what he was doing.
“She will be his downfall if you dont help him.”
I told Nina to give me a moment, I don’t think she heard me, she was too busy staring in amazement at the other members that were manifesting. I walked into the group at the alter and asked the pastor to pray for me. He obliged immediatelyand took me aside. He started his prayers and I followed suit. He lay his hand on my forehead and I spun around and fell forward so that he had to catch me to prevent me from falling. While bringing me up I had enough time to whisper in his ear.
“Don’t use the water anymore.”
“Eh, my son, what did you say?” He asked.
“The water. You do not need it. Its going to destroy your ministry. You know how your wife got it. You know how you objected to it before she strong armed you into accepting it. This does not glorify the one you worship. And it does not come for free. Abandon this false power now before you run into debt.”
All this while the pastor held me. It seemed that we were praying together so the others left us alone. For a moment I thought he was going to throw me off or call security or something. That would be difficult to explain to Nina if he did. I held my breath…and then I felt him shake as he sobbed gently unto my shoulder.
Oh no. Please don’t make a fuss, please don’t make any funny announcements…
“Thank you my son!” He was crying now, more loudly. I didn’t really know what to do so I patted him on the back and pried myself from his embrace. As I walked back to my seat I saw people staring at me with a puzzled expression on their face. The pastor fired a final tearful “GOD bless you my son!” just as i was reaching my seat. Nina stared at me, a surprised look on her face. I ignored her and faced my front just in time to see the pastor walk to the edge of the alter and empty the contents of the bottle on the floor. His wife the choir mistress looked like she was going to have a heart attack. He boldly walked back and approached his wife. Without a word he took something from her hand and I saw the vulture screech angrily and fly off. His wife looked on in shock. The congregation watched all of this but there was no way of understanding what the pastor’s actions meant. He motioned for everyone to go back to their seat. And then he started another sermon, this time preaching on faithfulness and purity and the strength of the Word of GOD.