LIFE IN VENE-AH KINGDOM (Part 19&20) – OPEYEMI AKINTUNDE

Part 19
LIFE IN VENE-AH KINGDOM
©️Opeyemi Ojerinde Akintunde

I remembered the next scene of my life… I had condemned myself back in REATH after the incident…

When I was out of Job at some point in life, I got the job to be the hospital accountant of one of our church members. I was the one who authorized emergency treatments and discharge of patients after necessary payments have been made.

My job description was so life saving that I could determine if a person would live or die. The hospital had a standard of an initial deposit before any sick person could be attended to, but I usually used my discretion to allow most patients who may not have upto the initial deposit to pay whatever they had, but a day came when I messed up because of denominational sentiments…

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BACK IN REATH

“Miss Cassy, there is an emergency out there, the only son of Bishop Dakula had a fatal accident, and no one is around to pay the initial deposit, but I can assure you when his father comes, he will pay up!” Said Nurse Funsho

“ Bishop Dakula or what did you say?, that diabolical pastor… you better reject him and tell those who brought him in to take him away…” I said

“ What? Are you sick or something? We should not save the life of the innocent boy because of his father’s questionable spirituality?”

“ Thank God you know his spirituality is questionable! Are you sure this accident is not a strange act of God, punishing his father …” I said

“ No … God is not unrighteous to punish the son based on the sin of the father… Cassy what part of the Bible do you read… Have you ever Read Ezekiel 18, that tells us the soul that sinneth shall die … It states that if a father does wrong and the child decides to do right, God will grant that child long life.. Do you know if this child is different from his father… Cassy , Let Doctor Ify go ahead with this boy’s treatment…” Nurse Funsho said passionately

I wouldn’t know what devil possessed me that day, I didn’t approve the treatment under the guise that no one could pay the initial deposit…

Out of pity for the boy, Nurse Funsho advised the driver who hit the boy to take him to the nearest hospital…

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BACK IN VENE-AH

I watched once again the consequences of my actions; the boy was taken to another hospital where he died…

My heart sank, I was the one responsible for the death of Dakula’s son. I remembered when I heard the young boy died, I joined the league of those insinuating his death was God’s way of punishing Bishop Dakula…I further mocked Nurse Funsho that I was happy I didn’t listen to her, else our hospital would have been in the news for being the place Bishop Dakula’s son died…

The screen further showed Bishop Dakula at the other hospital . The moment he heard his son was dead.. He looked up to God and wept sorely…

“ God, why did you do this to me, with this that has happened, a lot of people will further doubt me…”

A voice from Heaven spoke to him…

“ You only reaped what you sowed”

“ Me? How?” Bishop Dakula asked

Bishop was taken into a trance….

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TRANCE

Bishop Dakula was coming out of his church office and a woman ran towards him. His security officers ran towards her to block her way..

Bishop Dakula stop the officers telling the woman to come closer…

“ Madam, what can I do for you?”

“ Baba Bishop, please ….help my ….son, he is ….sick, he wants to….die, I need ….hospital…. money” the woman said shaking and struggling to compose her words coherently

“ Madam, what service unit do you belong to?”

“ Santuary!” The poor woman replied

“ Ok, go and meet your leader, he will arrange something for you…”

“ I am not a sanctuary member of this church… I attend FICC, my son is actually on admission in a hospital closeby, so I felt since your church was closer I could get help here.. please all I need is N25,000…”

“Madam, I advise you go back to your church, we only offer help to members” Bishop Dakula said as he got back into his car…

The trance further revealed the woman lost her child because she couldn’t find money to pay for his treatment…

Bishop Dakula had returned from his trance and quietly he fell to his knees weeping asking for God’s forgiveness… It was at that point he made up his mind not to take up the case against the hospital I was working…

Within me in Vene-Ah, I tried to convince myself that Bishop Dakula only reaped what he sowed , I was only a tool in the hands of Nemesis…

And a scripture rang out loud in Vene-Ah , like the King of Vene-Ah replied me immediately…
“THINGS THAT CAUSE PEOPLE TO STUMBLE ARE BOUND TO COME, BUT WOE TO ANYONE THROUGH WHOM THEY COME.”

I remembered that Scripture, it was Luke 17:1 .

It was clear, I was guilty, if Nemesis was meant to catch up with Someone, I should not have made my myself available to be used….

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Part 20
LIFE IN VENE-AH KINGDOM
©️Opeyemi Ojerinde Akintunde

As I looked on continuously, I earnestly wanted the film show of my life to end and be allocated to wherever I deserved . I wondered how I was ever able to make Vene-Ah in the first place. It seemed like the Allocator heard my thoughts again because he smiled before playing the next scene of my life which gladdened my heart….

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BACK IN REATH

“I am not surprised she is childless, God Can not be mocked my sisters , If I want to be modest in my counting, Sis Deborah must have aborted over 50 pregnancies during our school days, now that she is a pastor’s wife she is claiming “ God’s time is the best” …pleaseeee!” Sister Vero, the children’s teacher gossiped about sister Deborah.

We were seated waiting for Reverend Asile to join us all at the worker’s meeting when Sister Vero started saying all sorts about Sis Deborah.

After the worker’s meeting, I became restless and unhappy for Sis Deborah. I felt old things had passed away, all things had become new…I felt she shouldn’t be judged by her past.

I developed a strong burden for her and started interceding on her behalf. No day went without me mentioning her name to God. I prayed that God show her mercy….

Exactly, a year after I started interceding for her, she gave birth to a beautiful baby girl…

However, I didn’t know what transpired in the Spiritual, but the screen was revealing it to me…

As I groaned in intercession, and I proclaimed words into her life… the words became like human beings… the daily words of intercession from my mouth metamorphosed into human forms and they floated towards a big throne….

No wonder, the Bible stated “And the word became flesh”. It dawned on me that every word of our mouth was a spiritual living entity, so the words could either be a messenger of doom or messenger of joy and peace…

Due to constant release of the words of prayers, the human forms had gone into thousands….

I saw the thousands of human form I had spoken into being, bowing before the magnificent throne of the King saying in a chant form…

“ Please have mercy on Deborah, that she may have children. This we ask in the name of your son Jesus Christ!”

The more I mentioned her name in prayer, the more the human forms increased…

“Hmmm…every word of prayer is presented before the King of Kings. Therefore your consistency in prayers determines your visibility before Him…” I reasoned quietly

At a point, I noticed the King couldn’t overlook the wailing and chanting of the human forms…

The King beckoned on one of the Archangels. I saw on his forehead, chest and hand a beeping inscription “‘GABRIEL “

I saw Angel Gabriel going to the children’s court and taking a beautiful girl…

Right there, I saw the spiritual implication of simple prayers like “Lord always send me your Angel to deliver me goodies”.

I saw Angel Gabriel, taking a chariot and flying to REATH. I saw sister Deborah in her kitchen cooking for her husband.As soon as Angel Gabriel landed magnificently into the kitchen, she sensed it, I saw goosebumps on her body…

Angel Gabriel stretched forth his hand towards sis Deborah and I could see her Spiritman looking very weak, I looked closer to know why she was weak. I saw a heavy padlock on her chest region with the inscription “Unforgiveness” Her Spirit-man tried to stretch forth her hands to collect the baby, but the padlock was weighing her down… The Angel kept waiting…

The screen showed me in my house about to eat, the transparent form of the Holy Spirit showed up beside me…

“ Why don’t you go on a fast today and pray for Deborah specifically” The transparent form of the HolySpirit said to me. I remembered that day vividly. I thought it was just my personal thought…

Although it was difficult, I dropped the food and prayed for her.

At the same time in Sister Deborah’s house, I saw the transparent form of the HolySpirit speaking gently to her…

“ Deborah, don’t you think the unforgiveness towards your mother could be hindering your conception?” I believed Sister Deborah must have thought she was talking to herself, because her replied gave the impression….

“ Noooo, my not forgiving my mother has nothing to do with me not having my own children, God you know how she left me to be catered for by different families, while she was enjoying her life married to a rich man…”

The screen had been split in half, the more I interceded, the more the transparent form of the HolySpirit kept speaking to Sister Deborah to Let go.

I saw Sister Deborah weeping profusely as she let her mother go, I saw an elderly woman walking out of her womb…

I heaved a deep sigh, I was seeing a major secret been unfolded… Sister Deborah had been unable to have Children and nurse them because she was caging her mother in her heart and nursing the grudge….

The fact was , Until she released her mother, she wasn’t going to be able to accept the baby…