A WARNING STORY

Written By: Lizzy Oyebola Oyekunle

(Please read it to the end!)

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Phew!

I turned to look back and saw- blood!

Phew! Phew!! Phew!!!

I turned right, left, up, down, all around me to see what it was – blood
again!

I saw Mr Paul, the good man who never hurts an ant crying bitterly- his
fingers and toes were all gone- my heart missed a beat

Has this government now become that cruel?

Even in Nigeria?

In the church?

I looked up at the pulpit and there was the pastor- his tongue had been
pulled out and blood was splashed all over the place- my heart thumped on
violently

Jesus! These policemen are ruthless o…

What offence could our holiness preacher have committed? What?

My gentle mother, always prayerful and cool even as she is being smashed by
my father- her right hand wasn’t there again- that was when my heart
shifted from the bony cage around it and fell down to the floor (Bouncing
as it did!)

I screamed with great pain as I fell to the floor

Phew!

It was a sword and it slashed off my big laps- both of them!

I screamed louder as I saw my lower limbs, dancing in front of me.

The whole church was in disarray!

“Jesu oooo!” I cried loudly when a man took a long nail and hammer.

He walked straight to me and hit the nail into my head till it disappeared

As the blood gushed out of my nose and mouth, I thought I was gonna die!

But I didn’t!

I didn't even faint!

“What have I done wrong? What is my offence? What? What has my mum, pastor
and Mr Paul done? What has the choristers done? Why is Nigeria in so much
trouble like this” I cried loudly even as the nail in my skull tightened
and hurt the more.

“We have missed the rapture George. All the saints are gone” the pastor
struggled to say even as blood gushed out of his mouth the more

My eyes opened wide

“What!” I started peeing in my pants

It couldn’t be real at all.

“We have to buy our salvation with our blood now since we missed the
redemption of the blood of the lamb” He cried further as a hot iron was
pressed against his back

I cringed!

“Pastor, why did you miss the rapture? Why?” I cried further.

The wails in the church heightened

“My wife has been a big challenge to my ministry. She refuses me a lot of
benefits as a spouse. I often resort to masturbation then while being mad
and embittered against her after the whole ordeal. I know that is why I
missed it” he wailed as his back fried

I cowered again

Masturbation and bitterness...I was just too guilty of those!

“Mum, even you? You preached during the family devotion and all…” I cried

Just then i saw as Truth’s mother’s breasts were being cut off.

The bloody breasts were stuffed into my mother’s mouth

She wailed

I bowed my head as my eyes were hot against my skull

“I can’t miss heaven oooo” I screamed aloud

Then it dawned on me…I remembered last week in church after the pastor had
preached on the Great Tribulation.

I was so touched that I cried but deep down I felt could real salvation be
achievable especially when the things I love doing are not approved by God?
Could I really stop masturbating? Could I stop watching porn?

No!

My conclusion then was that if  I missed the rapture, I would strive not to
receive the 666 mark during the Great Tribulation and buy my salvation with
my blood.

“Ah! The horror! Ahhhh! I can't bear this no more! Mercy!” I yowled

As a knife targeted at my eyes travelled from the sender and was about to
gain access into my eyes, I released a deafening cry and ….

I woke up!

I switched on my bedside lamp

I was in my hostel room, panting heavily as if being pursued.

I took off my cover cloth and peeped through the window

Everything looked alright.

I looked towards the church…it was intact…

It was a dream

A reality dream!

I fell to my knees and started crying bitterly

“If I can’t bear pain on earth, how on earth can I bear the pain during the
Tribulation? How can I buy the salvation that has already been made free
with my own blood? Why must I allow these youthful lusts and exuberances
destroy me…oh Lord!” I cried as I shook terribly, holding my Bible to my
chest as an intense cold descended on me

****

If your left eye cause you to sin, abeg remove am!

The left or right eye could be your parents, your feelings and emotions,
your ambitions, your cravings, anything that you adore asides God!

Let’s get the definition of sin right before justifying ourselves.

Pastor roaming the internet for ladies to whet their sexual appetite…ah ah!
; friends telling white, green, yellow blue lies to cover their friends up
too nko?; exaggerations and understatements are lies too if you don’t know.

What about competition and strife?...I wanna be better than that person. I
am more qualified for that post. Why should it be given him?... This or
that…be warned!

Talkativeness, gossip, backbiting, covetousness, trust in someone else
other than Jesus- could be a man, a prophet, a pastor, a bead, anointing
water and oil and handkerchiefs and aprons and stickers and all…chai!

Those spiritual items are not bad at all but immediately you start looking
up to them instead of up at God, they become idols!

If you go to the church where they tell you that our God is a merciful God,
he is Love, He is Kind….OH YES! But tell them to remind you that He is also
a consuming fire!

This is a warning story. If you miss heaven, you will cry!

#Jesus_is_coming_soon
#Repent
#today_is_not_the_day_of_judgement
#But_dont_delay_again