Maraa - Season 1 - Episode 24

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Maraa - Season 1 - Episode 24

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I was really pray, right?
Great!

“But the enemy has turned my glory to story. He had made my life so sour. He has turned me to Mara- to bitterness” I cried on as I beat my laps in anguish
“Mara isn’t my name anymore oh Lord! Change my name!” I screamed aloud as if my life depended on the volume of my voice and of course it did depend on it.
“I forgive all the assailants but I really do want to live for you- the way you had intended it to be from the very beginning”
RIGHT! YOU GOT THAT RIGHT!

It was as if I heard a crowd of people clapping for me as I said that prayer point
ONCE YOU FAIL TO FIND OUT GOD’S PURPOSE FOR YOUR LIFE, YOU ARE GONE!
THE EARLIER YOU FIND OUT THAT PURPOSE, THE BETTER IT WOULD BE FOR YOU!

I cried out the more as it dawned on me that I had ought to have sought God’s purpose for my life earlier!

I had had many men and women preach to me on many occasion but never did I pay them any attention!

Never did I take them serious
The pianist played on, singing with all seriousness while I travailed on in prayers.
For the first time in my life, I felt like I was doing the “rightest” thing ever!
For once!

>>>>>>>>
As I said the last prayer of my long session of prayers, I looked outside through the opened window and it was stark dark!

The church had become illuminated!
I sat up and the pain in my tummy had drastically reduced

I smiled to myself
I needed a sign that God had heard my prayers now.
“If you have heard my prayers Lord and you want to reassure me, by the time I look at the floor, let there be no blood on the floor. Then would I believe you more” o said
I had heard that Gideon asked God for sighs from God

Moses did too!
I was only doing what the holy patriarchs had done!
I was more than justified!
As I looked down gradually, my heart started racing until my eye met with it, plainly, face-to-face…
My blood!

I was disappointed
I had really bled and there I was, seated in the puddle of my blood
God failed the first test!
NO, YOU FAILED THE FIRST TEST!

I heard the voice retorting and I sprung up suddenly, defying the mild pains in my tummy
I had to look around

“How?” I asked, moving towards the altar
The piano wasn’t sounding anymore and the pianist was on his knees, backing me.
YOU FAILED THE TEST OF FAITH!
How Lord? How?

FOR THE FIRST TIME, YOU HAD A STILLNESS IN YOUR HEART AS YOU PRAYED…YOU FELT MY PRESENCE!
Oh yes Lord!…That’s so right!
YET YOU STILL ASKED FOR A SIGN!
SO, THAT WASN’T ENOUGH SIGN TO TELL YOU THAT I HAD HEARD YOU, HUH?

I gasped in realization of what I had been told through the inspiration of the Holy Spirit.

While we have obeyed God and we are on our knees praying and God says …”You are on point daughter. Come further”…we would start…we would pray like craze. Then, we would touch our pain, the swollen part of our diseased body and our already encouraged swollen faith would burst like a festering boil and like Peter, who looking at the waves after he had successfully started the On the water walk started sinking when he looked away from the master, we would start sinking too!
I just understood!

Hmmmmmm
YOU FAILED THE TEST OF FAITH!
It was a calm yet stern voice!
I was shaken!

I hoped sincerely that I hadn’t spoilt my hours of prayer with the faithless act and words of mine
“I am sorry Lord. I am sorry” I cried out aloud
“Thanks for hearing me oh Lord!” the guy said and started playing the piano again!

Has it been this guy’s voice that I had been hearing since?

Or had he been praying for me?
Why was it that everything he said and did correlated with all I was doing too?
What?

Why
“Then sings my soul, my Savior God to Thee…How great Thou art…How great Thou art…” the guy played on and on until I was confused
Why?
Because…

That was the song on my mind;
Because…

I was standing right in front of the guy and he wasn’t even bothered.

He wasn’t moved
He dint behave as if I was there
He didn’t flinch

This young guy should be up to 30 years and I am well over that…couldn’t he see that?

This boy is out-rightly spoilt!
He grinned
I was madder
He grinned yet
“You are here right? You are here to take me away abi?” he asked and I looked so confused
“Who?” I asked to be sure, looking around to be certain that it was only the two of us that was around

He rubbed his head softly as he grinned yet
“You, my mummy” he said and I was confused
He wasn’t looking up at me yet
“Mummy? Your mummy?” I asked, very puzzled
He smiled

“God told me that you would come for me today and you are here. Obviously doesn’t lie” he exclaimed, still facing down
I was more than confused

The stench from my already dried body fluid had irritated me and as I tried to decode whatever it was that was coming out from the young guy, I became more irritated.

Mummy?
Come for him?
Me?

Or someone come for me sef!
Or, did Adejare have a child outside wedlock?
What was he saying exactly?
What?

Why wasn’t he even looking at me at all?
Why oh Lord?