SEASON 2
“TEACHER CHUKS”
©️Opeyemi Ojerinde Akintunde
I trembled at His MAJESTIC PRESENCE. I tried looking up at His ENORMOUS face and the little part I could catch a glimpse of was radiating fire and Glory at the same time.
Out of fear , I couldn’t look up anymore, and in that instant, all the enjoyment I had on earth while having sex was not worth it. I wished I had spent my life better, maybe I would have given Him a Big Hug instead, but His presence was overpowering and condemning to me.
Without anyone probing me, I knew I was guilty of eternity in anywhere other than heaven. I wondered where Chinaza was. Was she also condemned or had she been fought for?
All these thoughts brought tears out of my eyes coupled with His domineering Presence, it felt like from His Throne, He was discharging some currents that weakened me… His presence was arresting, I couldn’t move my hands and feet. It felt like I had been tied down…
The Female horse rider that had me on her horse dropped me like a little baby. I felt like an insignificant creature.
“Ask for His Mercy” I heard my mind crying loud and clear..
I tried opening my mouth but it failed…
“I KNOW HIS GRANDMOTHER, HIS MOTHER AND HIS FATHER, BUT I DO NOT KNOW HIM, MY NAME AND THAT OF MY SON’S NAME ARE NOT WRITTEN ON HIS FOREHEAD, SO MICHAEL WHY ARE YOU BATTLING OVER HIM, HE BELONGS TO THEM” He said with His voice that sounded like thunder
“Jehovah is Your name!” The Arch Angel Micheal hallowed...
“ We wouldn’t have done this if not for the Cry of Mercy of your beloved servant, Favour Aribisala. It was her cry of Mercy that sent us here!” Archangel Michael said.
Out of the blues, Favor’s image appeared before us all. I could literally touch her, as she appeared so real. It was better than the 3D movies we watched on earth... If there was anything like 100D, that could best describe it. I saw her praying and interceding over my dead body. By that time, it looked like my body had been put in the car... Favour was just shouting... “Mercy Lord, Mercy Lord”
“FOR HER SAKE, I COULD HAVE RESTORED HIM, BUT DOES HE WORTH ANOTHER CHANCE?” My heart sank as I heard HE Who had the final say, say concerning me... I looked towards the red flame and I told myself spending eternity there was a no go area for me.
“HE HAS NOT PROFITED THE KINGDOM IN THE TIME HE HAS SPENT ON EARTH, RATHER HE HAS DESTROYED MORE LIVES …I WILL SPEAK TO MY DAUGHTER, THAT HE IS A WASTE. I WILL COMFORT HER”. He said and His throne was about ascending, but like a Father who didn’t want the destruction of His child, He gave another option...
“UNLESS THERE IS SOMEONE READY TO STAND FOR HIM, THAT IF HE IS GIVEN ANOTHER CHANCE , HE WILL DO BETTER?” He said
No one could answer for me…I tried to answer but, how could I answer the Ancient of Days, I felt like a tiny grain of uncooked rice in his presence…
“I ASK AGAIN, IS THERE ANYONE READY TO STAND FOR HIM?”
“No! My Lord” the evil masculine woman answered “He is a waste, despite coming from a Godly background, he was an evil minded person, and therefore Hades is where he belongs” the creature said with all determination to take me to hell
As the womanlike creature spoke, in what looked like a movie in 100D, all my sexual escapades were played right in from of me as a way of reminding God of all I did... The scenarios were highly irritating, the Angels turned their faces away as they couldn’t behold sin. HIM who sat on the throne also looked away, but a loud voice cried out...
“NO!” Another man, who had a very beautiful countenance came out of HIM who sat on the throne. He bowed before HIM.
“I intend to have a talk with him, Father… I know he will bring more profit to the kingdom if given Another chance. Please Father, Just as you gave me Lazarus, give me this one too, let your Breathe be released back to him”.
THE ONE who is called Father was silent…
“Father, please, for the sake of my death, please” And I saw who I understood was Jesus wailing… the sight was heart breaking. His tears tore my heart.
As he wept, Blood started gushing out of his hands, feet and head... I couldn’t bear to look at it….Even the riders turned their faces away. The riders from the red flame fled and stayed afar off. The blood was like poison to them…. I saw the holes in his hand where he had been pierced, that was where the blood was coming out from, likewise the head where the thorns had pierced, and the feet where he was nailed. His blood was everywhere like an evidence.
But, HE who is called FATHER, looked at the blood and after a long silence said
“FOR THE SAKE OF YOUR BLOOD I WILL”
And instantly, there was loud celebration, the white riders made a loud shout of Halleluya, it was like a sound of victory after war…
“I HOPE HE DOESN’T DISAPPOINT YOU AS YOU KNOW THAT IS TYPICAL OF HUMANS”... THE ONE who sat on the throne said…
“The Holy Spirit Will Help Him Father…” the son said
I saw Him who is called FATHER release HIS breath, he opened his mouth and air gushed out, the air came in form of a human body shape, crystal clear in color and I watched in amazement as it entered my nostrils. I found myself standing up on my feet before him. Yet I couldn’t dare look at Him and all the riders around... I knew I was a disappointment to heaven. I buried my head in shame...
The woman like creature and her host turned around in anger and formed a circle like a team during a football match discussing in low tones...
The Angels/riders kept on shouting “Halleluya, Halleluya to the FATHER…”
The SON stood up and walked towards me
He gave me a big smile and hugged me, then he said these words
“Don’t be a disappointment to the Father, Don’t be a disappointment to me, don’t grieve the Holy Spirit, I will always be with you, in person of the Holy Spirit. Don’t be a disappointment to yourself and the world you have been sent to. All hell will be let loose against you, but you are a conqueror if you faint not. Fight the good fight of faith. The demons will fight you with strong revenge, but if you grow in your most Holy faith you will overcome them”…
Suddenly I felt like I had been hit by a storm….
To be continued....
TEACHER CHUKS 2 - PART 4
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