“Yes, the city does not need the sun or the moon to shine on it, for God gives it light, and the Lamb is its lamp. The nations will walk by its light, and the kings of the earth will bring their splendour into it. On no day will its gates ever be shut, for there will be no night there.
The glory of the nations will be brought into it. Nothing impure will ever enter it,nor will anyone who does what is shameful or deceitful, but only those whose names are written in the Lamb’s book of life.” A man clothed in white standing at beautiful gate quoted from the book Revelation 21:23-27 in response to the thought of my heart which I saw boldly written on a glittering screen liked gadget for all to see.
A large book which a single person alone cannot carry was opened but my name was not found in the first book and another book was opened; therein was my name and immediately the screen began to reveal everything I had ever done in life. I saw the innocence in most of my actions from my childhood stage and was proud of many of my actions until the age of eleven when everything turned sour.
I saw before my very eyes all my secret escapades with uncle Paul being played out on the screen, I felt ashamed at the sight of the little me in the very act with Uncle Paul as even the men clothed in white which I believed were angels turned their faces away from seeing our detestable acts. But the greater shame came when the rest of my deeper dirty acts were played out, I couldn’t even look at my own acts so I closed my eyes tightly, guilty stricken and fell on knees.
I wanted to open my mouth and ask for a second chance to right all my wrongs and live a righteous life but each time I opened my mouth to speak, air filled my mouth and the words I wanted to say fizzled out like a vapour, but was surprised to look up and behold all the thoughts of my heart were boldly seen written on the screen and on the right hand side, I saw the angels assigned over my life to minister to me on earth were all standing at a distance, looking and at the left hand side, I saw my assigned demons who were always there with me when I was alive to instigate my actions against God and anything godly or good.
They were the spirits that used to speak into my heart and urge me to do the wrong things instead of the right things. They looked as if they were ready to make war over my life, because they strongly believed that I was already their captive and should be handed over to them immediately.
I already knew from the scripture the first angel i saw quoted and from all indication that my final destination was the darkest place in hell but still had an inner conviction that if I asked for a second chance, God will show me mercy. But the puzzle i couldn’t unravel was the fact that I couldn’t even see God or Jesus to ask for a second chance.
” I don’t want to give any excuse for living a wayward life on earth but I wish I could see Jesus to ask for a second chance which I know I don’t even deserve. If only he will give me a second chance to go back to the world, I will live the rest of my life for him and bring back young girls who have gone astray back to the loving arms of God…” I was still thinking in my heart when a loud voice thundered.
“I’m a God of second chance!
I will show mercy on whom I choose to and
compassion on whom I will show
compassion.” The voice spoke with audacity, then continued.
“Bisola , I created you for my praise and
glory and my purpose shall stand. Go!
Go back and mend the broken and
preserve the unbroken in my name. I,
even I , I am the Lord and my purpose
stands. My grace is upon you.
The voice said and observed the fearful dark creatures howl in anguish as a whirlwind from nowhere blew across me so strongly and swept me off the spot where I was kneeling…” The church mummy continued with her story as Sade got soaked in her own tears sitting on the floor in the room…
Kehinde drove into the parsonage, packed his car at a lot and was walking into the pastor’s house when he heard a feminine voice from behind.
“Kehinde Adeoye, Oma Oba ” the familiar voice called his full name and he turned around and saw Jumoke his ex-girlfriend, the last lady he dated before receiving Christ. He ended the relationship because he felt it won’t be healthy for his new found faith and Jumoke wept bitterly although that week, calling and begging him but his mind was made up.
“Jumo is that you?” He asked in surprise seeing the same beautiful Jumoke he used to love and even wanted to marry back then in the university. He remembered being the person that broke her virginity and in a flash everything he shared with her in the past came flashing through his mind as he stood back looking at her.
“Yeah! It’s the Jumoke you d i t c h e d and didn’t even bother to look out for…” She replied, smiling as she approached him.
“Oh please Jumo, don’t remind me of how wicked I treated you…” He was still talking and like a magnetic force, they both got clutched in a long passionate hug…
