© Opeyemi Ojerinde Akintunde
On seeing Gabriel, something stirred up on my inside and no other name for it than ‘Lust’. The temptation to flirt with him came straight to my heart as I had been deprived of affection for months, but the good voice in my head spoke to me loudly this time…
“This is a distraction tactic from the devil, rebuke the thought.”
“I rebuke you this evil thought in the name of Jesus Christ, you the spirit of Lust, catch fire in the name of Jesus Christ.” I prayed silently as I walked towards Gabriel and his mother.
“Mrs. Beecroft, good morning. Please Gabriel cannot be in this meeting with us, it is strictly for women…” I said affirmatively trying humanly possible not to have eye contact with Gabriel.
“Women? What do you mean? I thought this meeting was between you and I alone, that explains why I brought Gabriel with me, in case you have plans to kill me” she said with so much arrogance.
“Well, I have no intentions of doing such, this meeting is for about 7 of us” I said as I was determined to see to it that Gabriel left us. Mrs. Beecroft peeped into the compound at the different cars parked by the women.
“OK then!” Mrs. Beecroft said as she discharged her son to stay outside in the car.
Gabriel wanted to say something to me, but I noticed he restrained himself.
“Better!” I said to myself.
We both stepped into the house.
There was the usual exchange of pleasantries among the women which was obviously hypocritical. At about 10:22am, I took the stage.
“I want to appreciate every one of you for supporting us in the church, thank you for the show of exemplary leadership in the church, but painfully I have realized that we all are far from who we present ourselves to be.
Please I will crave your indulgence to watch this video…”
I switched on the T.V, and played Pastor Maggie’s confession video. I started with
Mrs. Beecroft’s sex video with my husband. Mrs. Beecroft jumped from her seat…
“You are wicked!, Why couldn’t you call me privately, instead of making a public show of me…” she said, weeping profusely but to her surprise she noticed the other women were not condemning her, some of them had their heads bowed in shame, while others paced around.
I didn’t reply her, instead, I played the other videos. It came as a shock to all the six women that Apostle was actually sleeping with all of them. Each one of them had thought she was the only one.
“This is bad, this is bad!” Mrs. Beecroft said as she kept lamenting.
“My life and marriage will end if my husband sees this” said one of the women.
“My in-laws will finish me!” said another.
“My children will never forgive me” said another.
“My Husband will kill me and kill himself, if he sees this” the woman who had visited the toilet over 5 times in less than 5 minutes said as she was sweating profusely.
At that point, I knew this was the best time to strike, like the adage that states “It is good to strike while the iron is hot.”
“No one has to see this, if we decide to do the right thing!” I said.
“Pastor Happy, please we beg you, please don’t expose this” Mrs. Beecroft and the others took turns in kneeling in front of me, apologizing…
“Please, have your seat, I would like us to discuss this maturely” I said.
They all took their seats, though some sat on the floor while others sat at the edges of their seats.
“What has happened today has shown me that sin thrives in secrecy, and there is a subconscious part of us that knows this is not right. I know the problem lies with my husband. He is the one that has the demonic craving, but sisters if you all did not make yourself available, that craving would have naturally died. Do you know that the reason immorality and unfaithfulness from married men is highly rampant is because these men have found accomplices in women? Let’s imagine if the women folk decide today to eradicate affairs with married men, the desire of these men will naturally die, because there won’t be anyone available.”
“Unless they will be sleeping with dogs” said one of the women….
“Exactly! If men do not find married women and single ladies to feed their cravings, they will come back to their senses” I said.
“Honestly, I never saw myself doing this, but it was when my husband started having extra marital affairs that I decided to pay him back in his coin” the woman who had visited the toilet 5 times said.
“We can’t pay evil with evil and think good will somehow prevail, sleeping with my husband to get back at your husband will never let God intervene in your marriage. God will see you both as unserious people” I said trying to tell her she had no excuse.
“Pastor Happy, no right thinking married woman wants to commit adultery, but when she has responsibilities and unfortunately for her she is married to an irresponsible man who has also become one of her responsibilities, she has no choice than to look for help outside. I am not sleeping with Apostle for sexual satisfaction but for financial help so I can cater for my four children, husband and siblings” the woman who said her children would not forgive her said.
“The Bible tells us that woe to those who look up to man as our help, you should have asked God for help rather than sleeping your way to get money that has its roots in sin” I said…
“I am sorry, Pastor Happy, my husband doesn’t like and have time for love making, which is hard on me, because of my past. Before I became a Christian, I was a call girl; my sexual drive has always been high. I had come to Apostle for counseling on the matter, it was during the counseling session Apostle made a joke about helping my husband out. Pastor Happy, that is how and why your husband and I have been together for 8 years” Mrs. Beecroft said.
“Our desires can be subjected to the Holy Spirit, Mrs. Beecroft, you could have told God about your desires and about your husband’s disposition to it. God is the one who created us, he can reduce your sexual drive and increase your husband a little in a way you both will be on the same level sexually…” I said.
Another lady was about to give her own excuse, but I cut her short as I was not doing all this for confession sake, I had a motive…
“My sisters, this meeting was not called to humiliate you or have you make your confessions to me, rather I wanted to show you where you all have missed it. It is a sad thing that our own pastor has a problem and the women of his church are the ones adding pepper to his open sore. The amazing thing about God is that He might be giving His servant a long rope, but what about us who are aiding him in his act, do we have that length of rope of Grace?
Pastor Maggie thought she could expose the decay of her husband, but she didn’t live to tell the story. That tells me something which is written in the scripture “God is not after the destruction or disgrace of a sinner but repentance.” Therefore, I don’t intend disclosing this material to anyone, but rather I want you all to retrace your
steps back to God and help our pastor by being unavailable to him” I said.
At that point, I could feel the presence of the Holy Spirit in the room, as my sitting room became a small revival ground, the 6 women laid on the ground weeping and asking God for mercy….
Together, we wept and prayed. I wept because I knew I was not a saint either as I was also led by greed in the past…
We were together for up to four hours under the mighty hand of the Holy Ghost.
The women returned to their homes, and Apostle returned later in the evening.
The next day, during Sunday service, I looked around for the women, only two of them came for the service. I knew instantly we had lost some members, but I was not bothered as that was better than the hypocrisy in the house of God.
We returned home as usual after service, without saying anything to ourselves, but the moment we stepped into the living room, all hell was let loose as usual…
“What have you done or said to my women, they have not been picking my calls or replying my chats since yesterday and just now, Mrs. Beecroft sent me a message that she was no longer interested in me! What have you done?” He said screaming at top of his voice.
“God led me to speak to them on your behalf” I said.
“You did what?”
To be continued