© Ayo Omolayo
CHRISTIANA’S POV
I was hungry and feeling so tired. So I decided to go downstairs for breakfast. Today was work, but I wasn’t feeling like going to work today.
I sat down and leaned my back on the sofa. I had been thinking about alot lately. I don’t know what was wrong with me, but my head ached badly. I had showered and taken pain killers to lessen the pain. I was hungry and needed to eat.
“Evelyn!” I called my housemaid.
“Yes ma!” She replied.
I was waiting for her to come and join me in the sitting room, when I saw the unimaginable. I couldn’t believe my eyes when a snake entered my sitting room.
What was a snake doing in my house? How did it get here?
I was still trying to comprehend when it crawled towards me. I jumped to my feet and climbed the sofa.
“Jesus!” I screamed.
It crawled faster towards me. I ran away and collided with Evelyn. We both landed on the floor.
“Ouch I yelled.
“I’m sorry ma!”
“Get up! Don’t let it get you!” I screamed in fright as I got up and pulled her up immediately.
“What’s chasing you?” She asked.
“The snake!” I answered, pointing at the creature.
She looked at my direction and then at me.
“A snake?” She asked, giving that funny look.
I looked at her like she had gone crazy and turned to look at the snake. It wasn’t there anymore. I looked around to be sure. I bent down and checked under the sofa. It completely disappeared.
“Wow! How did it do that?” I asked.
“Do what?” She asked.
“How did the creature disappear just like that?”
“”What creature?”
“The snake! Didn’t you see the snake?”
“What snake?”
I decided to end the conversation there. It was obvious I was the only one that saw it. I wasn’t liking the fact that I was turning into a fool.
“Forget about it!” I said and waved my hand.
“What’s for breakfast?”
“I prepared rice this morning, I was hoping you would take it with you to work, but it looks like you wouldn’t be going to work today. Right?”
“Yes!”
“Maybe I should make you some tea. Something lighter. Or not what do you prefer?
“Are those pancakes from yesterday still left?”
“Yes they are”.
“Microwave them and bring them to me”.
“Okay dear!” She said and left for the kitchen.
A few minutes later, she came with the pancakes in her hands.
“Should I make you tea?”
“No just juice would do”, I replied.
She smiled and left for the kitchen.
I picked one of the pancakes and was about to eat the snake appeared, crawling to meet me on the sofa. I threw the pancake in my hand at it, only to find out I threw at Evelyn who was coming to me with a tray of juice in her hands.
Luckily for her, she was putting on her kitchen apron, so the stain wasn’t a big deal.
She looked at the pancake on the floor and then at me.
Instead of telling her about the snake. I only apologized.
She dropped the juice and the stool beside me and stood watching.
I stretched my hand to pick up another pancake, when I knew I had gone mad.
The pancake sprout out eyes, nose and a mouth, just like those cartoons I used to watch when I was a kid. Where the orange had mouth and could talk and Mr Apple was sliced as breakfast.
I looked at it again to be sure I wasn’t crazy. It spoke to me.
“Daughter, do my will”.
I stood up. What’s the meaning of this?
“Do my will!” It repeated.
I took the plate of pancakes and smashed it on the floor.
“Jesus!” Evelyn screamed and looked at me, shocked.
I looked at her and was about to tell her what happened when the door opened.
I turned to see who entered and found out it was Chris!
I was shocked. What was my ex doing in my house? As I saw him memories flashed. I remembered all the good times we had together. Those times we danced at parties to all kind of immoral songs.
He smiled at me and spread his arms for a hug.
“Oh my handsome Chris!” I said and smiled. I started walking to meet him, but Evelyn pulled me back.
“That’s not Chris! That’s the gateman”, she said.
I flung my hand out of her grip.
“No! That’s Chris! Come here darling! I’ve missed you so much!” I said and made to meet him.
Evelyn pulled me back. I turned and slapped her.
“Stop pulling me back! What is wrong with you?” I asked.
She moved back, placing her hand over her aching cheek.
The door closed and my Chris was gone. What happened? My love where are you going? I’ve missed you so much darling!”
“The gateman has left! He’s confused by your drama”, Evelyn replied.
“Stop calling my baby husband a gateman. Is something wrong with you?” I said angrily and turned to face her.
She looked at me completely shocked.
“Yes Cris!”
“How dare you address me by my name, don’t you know I’m your boss? Call me madam”.
“Yes madam!” She replied picking up her phone.
“Ha ha ha ha ha ha! I’m the boss!” I said laughing.
“She’s so scared of me”. I said aloud to her hearing. She shook her head sorrowfully and began to cry.
“Jesus please!” Don’t allow this happen to her! Please! Show us mercy! What would the unbelievers say when they see this? They have always called her a crazy woman for serving you. Please don’t allow them mock your name!” I heard Evelyn praying.
“Don’t worry dear! I’m not a crazy woman. I’m a crazy babe!” I said in excitement.
The door opened again and two of my friends walked in. But in reality, the door never opened.
“Hey babies!” I said.
They smiled at me. We were dancing partners at night parties when I wasn’t born again. I was so excited to see them.
One of them started singing a rap song. The song sounded so appealing to my ears. I began to dance with all my strength.
“Evelyn! Stop looking at me and join us!” I said, all smiles.
She looked at me with tears in her eyes and put the phone close to her ears.
“Hello! Mummy!” She started crying, while I continued dancing. I was seriously having fun.
“Mummy please come quickly! Cris has gone mad!” She said.
“Mad? Me? No I’m not? I’m only chilling out with a few friends. I don’t like seeing those tears. You crying as if someone was killed in a car crash!” I told her still dancing.
She only looked at me without any audible reply. I laughed at her and continued dancing. What was her problem? I was having so much fun and she didn’t want me to.
Soon those hunger pangs came back stronger. I looked around and saw the pancakes on the floor.
“My God is a great provider”, I said and rushed to fill up my empty stomach. I bent down and began to eat from the mess on the floor.
“Cris! No! Please stop that!” She yelled and rushed towards me. She pulled me away from my newly found breakfast.
“Have you forgotten who you are? How dare you grab me like this?” I yelled at her.
“Cris stop this!” She said admist tears.
“Why was she crying?” I asked within me and laughed.
Soon the door opened and a man in white lab coat, my mentor, Tina and my sister Sharon entered.
Immediately I saw the man, I couldn’t explain what happened but I knew I was back into reality. I knew I became normal automatically.
I looked around and found Evelyn crying.
“Mummy? What happened to me?” I asked my mentor.
She smiled and nodded at the doctor. He signalled two hefty looking men and they charged towards me.
“Wait!” I shouted.
“Somebody please tell me what’s happening?” I asked.
I looked around, no one was giving me an answer.
“Mummy! Evelyn! Tina! Sharon! Somebody please talk to me! What’s going on?”
Soon, I saw the doctor bringing out an injection. I remembered when last I saw that kind of stuff and when hefty men were all I had to deal with.
“No! This can’t be happening?”
“Mummy! I think she’s back!” Sharon said to my mentor.
“I don’t think so. Sometimes insane patients can trick everyone just to avoid getting medication”, she replied.
Wait a second! What did she call me? Insane? I’m not insane! I can’t believe you called me insane.
The hefty looking men charge and grabbed me as if I was no longer a weak lady. They grabbed me in full force and pinned me to the ground.
“Jesus!” I screamed in fright.
“Mummy! Help me!” I called to my mentor.
“I’m not crazy! I swear! It was a snake that entered my sitting room and my food that was talking to me. Then I saw Chris and started missing him. Next, some of my old friends came visiting then we danced together. That’s all that happened!” I explained admist tears.
“It’s alright baby girl! These guys are only here to help you feel better”, she said with a warm smile.
“The doctor came towards me on the floor. I became frightened by the sight of that painful tool he was holding.
I started struggling with the men, but their hands were too strong for me.
“Mummy please!” I cried like a little child, scared of an injection.
“Cris, I said calm down!” She replied calmly.
“Mummy please pray for me! I know if you pray for me, I’ll be well! Please don’t allow these men take me away!” I begged.
Tina was already crying. It looked as if my mentor wasn’t moved at all. Her eyes held no iota of pity for me. She had this look that was a smile and wasn’t a sad face either. It looked as if she had the entire situation under control but only needed me to go with these men.
“Cris! You cannot use God. You cannot go after him because he has alot of healing. When your reason for calling on my God is more better than your desperation for a miracle, my God will heal you without me praying for you.
So your deliverance this time around is not me ministering to you. It’s in your hands. It’s either you give God a tangible reason why you want him to heal you. Cause if you dare approach him again to use hm for what he can give, so you can use the sanity he gives you to insult his priest, I’ll make sure I tell him not to answer your prayers!” She said with blazing eyes.
I was shocked. Was that my gentle mummy or someone else.
I was feeling pains, as those gentlemen refused to hold me like gentlemen. I looked at my mentor and started crying.
“Cris! Stop using my God! Stop turning him into a sugar daddy. Only going to him when a need arises. But when he needs you, you deny him.
I want you to engage him in a serious conversation and tell him one good reason why he has to heal you. Because, you cannot continue serving God for what he can give.
She turned to the doctor and gave a nod. He approached and in no time I was sedated.
I woke up and found myself tied up with ropes to the hospital bed. My tears flowed like I had a dam in my eyes.
To be continued…….
Sometimes when something terrible happens to a child of God. We begin to ask God why?
Hmmm! We don’t know the background to the story, yet, we jump into conclusion. Why would God allow this to happen to his children?
But you won’t ask, what his children did?
Man has a nature in him. He likes doing good things in the public. But when his sinful nature or should I say, adamic nature wants to express himself. He does it in secret.
Man never loves exposing the evil they do. They always love hiding it and appear good and innocent.
Brethren, who is God to you? The children of Israel saw God as someone who solved their problems when a need arises. They never had an intimate relationship with him. They only went to him when there was a need through their mummurs and complaints
Is that how you relate with the Almighty?
