© Ayo Omolayo
MRS JULIET THOMPSON POV
I remained on my study chair. What’s happening? I have never seen something as horrible as this. I saw Cris roaming the streets as a mad woman. She was putting on dirty rags. She also ate from every dunghill in sight.
I had finished speaking with her a few minutes ago and she told me she was doing okay. But I knew something was wrong. I can’t explain how, but I know the Holy Spirit too well. This uneasiness I was feeling about her is a confirmation. Cris was lying to me. I guess that was God’s way to telling me someone was lying.
My husband once told me it’s a spiritual abilities. He taught me in one of his Apostolic classes in the house. I playfully titled the sermon ABILITIES OF THE SPIRITUAL MAN. He actually called that ability THE LIE DETECTOR.
I could tell someone was lying without the Holy Spirit revealing anything to me and the person would be shocked. Hmmmmm! My Apostle Paul had seriously groomed me in Spiritual matters. And it’s so funny to find out I discipled my husband when he got converted.
A knock landed on my door. I frozed. On a normal day, once I entered my study room, no one comes in. So hearing someone knocking on the door spoke more about the uneasiness I was feeling.
“Who’s that?” I asked.
“Sorry mum! But I just can’t keep quiet! I’m getting restless every minute!” Tina answered.
That’s it. I knew it wasn’t ordinary. God had revealed something to her.
“Please come in!”
The door opened and she came in, still in her night gown. Her eyes looked blurred with tears. I guess she had been crying for a while.
I quickly stood up and approached her.
“What happened to you?”
“It’s Aunty Rhema! She’s in trouble!” She said.
My heart started pounding heavily. What’s going on? Cris! What have you done?
“What happened? What did God show you?” I asked.
“I was on my knees praying, when suddenly my eyes opened and I saw Aunty Rhema. She was dragging a potter from his seat claiming he didn’t know how to make pots anymore. She was complaining the pot he was making was too small and it wasn’t the type she liked. The potter allowed her and she took over the potter’s seat”.
I looked at my daughter with shock written all over my face.
“That’s what I saw!”
“Is that why you said she’s in trouble?”
“Not really! It was the second thing I saw that was really scary”, she said.
“What did you see?”
I saw her walking on the streets in dirty rags. She was a mad woman in that revelation. She ate whatever she could from the garbage”.
I was shocked to the bones. The same revelation.
“That’s what I saw too”, a male voice said from the entrance.
We both turned to see who it was and saw Joseph.
Wow! This one both my kids and I were seeing the same thing, that means it was truly serious.
“Mummy! Please tell us, what’s going on?” Joseph asked.
I exhaled and took their hands in mine.
“Do you know that Cristina was once a mad woman before?” I asked.
I could see the shock reflecting on their faces.
“Kids, she needs our prayers!”
I understood what was happening now. The potter was God shaping Christiana’s future, but she didn’t like the kind of pot God was making for her. Hmmmmm! What’s that thing Cris doesn’t like God doing for her?”
“MARRIAGE!” Came the gentle whisper.
“Oh! She doesn’t love the person you have chosen as her husband. So she rebels against God. Now the enemy who knows how dangerous she is to their plans, have set a trap for her.
Right now, the enemy wants to make her go mad again so she can’t fulfil her purpose. They know if they leave her like this she would repent and come back to God. So striking her with madness at this vulnerable state of backsliding is going to render her completely useless for life. This is all to stop her from fulfilling her purpose.
Wow! Satan is such a battle strategist! I can’t believe this is his plan. Truth be told, Cris was in a dangerous state. She’s at Satan’s mercy. But more importantly, she’s definitely going to repent. But Satan wants to make good use of this period of her backsliding to useless her destiny by turning her into a mad woman.
Imagine if the world saw her roaming the streets as a mad woman. After preaching to crowds of people on TV. That’s going to be a disgrace she would live with for the rest of her life. It would affect the ministry and her reputation as a minister.
“Ha ha ha ha ha ha! Satan you’re a liar! It’s not my baby girl you’ll use to do experiment!” I said and rushed to pick up my Bible.
“Children; we’re going to pray. There is a battle going on right now in the realm of the spirit. We are going into the spiritual realm right now to scatter the plans of the enemy.
The bible says in Isaiah 62:1 For Zion’s sake will I not hold my peace, and for Jerusalem’s sake I will not rest, until the righteousness thereof go forth as brightness, and the salvation thereof as a lamp that burneth.
We’re going to change that scripture. Where there’s Zion put Cristina’s name there.
For Christina’s sake will I not hold my peace, and for Aunty Rhema’s sake I will not rest, until her righteousness thereof go forth as brightness, and her salvation thereof as a lamp that burneth.
Open your mouth and pray!”
As soon as I finished yelling out those words, NEPA took light. The room was completely dark. We couldn’t see ourselves.
“Ha ha ha ha ha! Rakatetabayalisa! Katebranse! Ayayayaaaaaa!” Tina screamed.
“Satan! Why are you wasting your time? Release my baby girl if you don’t want trouble this morning!” I whispered smiling.
We began the prayers right inside the darkness. My kids were kabashing with energy. We were groaning, sweating heavily. It was blasting of tongues all through.
I was vibrating in prayers, when the door opened and a tall man walked in.
The room suddenly became so bright. It was more bright than when there was NEPA power.
“COME WITH ME!” Daddy said.
I came out of my body and stood. I looked at my former self, I was still praying in tongues. But the other me was standing, watching the other me and my kids praying.
“LET’S GO!” He said and turned to leave.
As soon as I followed, the speed at which we moved was out of this world. Soon I we found ourselves at the front of a screen. A scene was already on play. It was Cris in a conversation with pastor Kunle and a young man.
I was still watching it when suddenly Cris stood up and began to insult pastor Kunle and the young man. I was shocked. Does she know the spiritual implication of what she was doing? Insulting an anointed man of God?
Soon, the scene faded and I saw Cris in her car, talking to a man standing. She told the man she was going to marry him and spat on the ground a few feet away from him.
I was shocked. This can’t be my Cris.
Next, I saw her lying on the bed. Her quiet time alarm rang, but she quickly put it off and continued sleeping. I kept watching and soon I noticed the video was been forwarded like we do on DVD. Motions were faster than usual.
All that happened was Cris on the bed, changing her sleeping position. That meant one thing. She had been sleeping all this while.
“Jesus Christ!” I gasped.
My uneasiness had just been confirmed.
“Soon, the video started playing normally and I could hear her phone ringing. She was having a call. The screen divided into two like we see in movies, showing the caller at the other end. I saw myself on one part of the screen.
It was a repeat of the phone call I gave Cris this morning. I watched her as she lied to me about observing her quiet time and sighed.
This girl doesn’t realize the gravity of what she’s doing. She has bitten more than she can chew. It was no longer the Devil that wanted to destroy her, but the Almighty God.
“JULIET!” He called.
“Sir!” I replied.
I could sense the anger in his voice.
“LEAVE ME ALONE! DON’T TELL ME TO SPARE HER. LEAVE ME ALONE LET ME DEAL WITH HER!
I went down on my knees in tears.
“Lord! Please!” I pleaded.
He looked at me and said.
“ISAIAH 5:1. NOW WILL I SING TO MY WELL BELOVED A SONG OF MY BELOVED TOUCHING HIS VINEYARD. MY WELL BELOVED HATH A VINEYARD IN A VERY FRUITFUL HILL:
VERSE 2. AND HE FENCED IT, AND YOU GATHERED OUT THE STONES THEREOF, AND PLANTED it WITH THE CHOICEST VINE, AND BUILT A TOWER INSHOULD THE MIDST OF IT, AND ALSO MADE A WINEPRESS THEREIN: AND HE LOOKED THAT IT BRING FORTH GRAPES, AND IT BROUGHT FORTH WILD GRAPES.
VERSE 3. AND NOW, O INHABITANTS OF JERUSALEM, AND MEN OF JUDAH, JUDGE, I PRAY YOU, BETWIXT ME AND MY VINEYARD.
VERSE 4. WHAT COULD HAVE BEEN DONE MORE TO MY VINEYARD, THAT I HAVE NOT DONE IN IT? WHEREFORE, WHEN I LOOKED THAT IT SHOULD BRING FORTH GRAPES, BROUGHT IT FORTH WILD GRAPES?
VERSE 5. AND NOW GO TO; I WILL TELL YOU WHAT I WILL DO TO MY VINEYARD: I WILL TAKE AWAY THE HEDGE THEREOF, AND IT SHALL BE EATEN EATEN UP; AND BREAK DOWN THE WALL THEREOF, AND IT SHALL BE TRODDEN DOWN:
VERSE 6. AND I WILL LAY IT WASTE: IT SHALL NOT BE PRUNED, NOR DIGGED; BUT THERE SHALL COME UP BRIERS AND THORNS: I WILL ALSO COMMAND THE CLOUDS THAT THEY RAIN NO RAIN UPON IT.
VERSE 7. FOR THE VINEYARD OF THE LORD OF HOSTS IS THE HOUSE OF ISRAEL AND THE MEN OF JUDAH HIS PLEASANT PLANT: AND HE LOOKED FOR JUDGMENT, BUT BEHOLD OPPRESSION; FOR RIGHTEOUSNESS, BUT BEHOLD A CRY”. He said.
I grabbed him by the garment and went down on my knees.
“For the Lord is merciful and kind. His mercies never come to an end. He forgives all kinds of sin and iniquity.
Daddy please show mercy! I know you have invested so much on that girl. But what would you gain if all your investment turn to waste? For you have no pleasure in the death of a sinner. But that sinners should repent and be saved.
How would you be happy to watch this soul that you’ve invested so much, waste in hell?
Jeremiah 10:23 O LORD, I know that the way of man is not in himself: it is not in man that walketh to direct his steps.
Verse 24. O LORD, correct me, but with judgment; not in thine anger, lest thou bring me to nothing.
Daddy correct her, but with judgment; not in thine anger, lest you destroy her completely. Please Lord! A lot of souls are waiting for her to manifest. Please remember mercy. She’s nothing but dust and ashes!”
He turned to me and pulled me to my feet.
“I HAVE GRANTED YOUR REQUEST! I WILL CORRECT HER!” He said and in a flash, I found myself in the room with my kids.
To be continued…….
Christiana would take up the story from here.
Ezekiel 22:30 And I sought for a man among them, that should make up the hedge, and stand in the gap before me for the land, that I should not destroy it: but I found none.
Brethren, many of us are complaining about Nigeria, about the president, about the political leaders. Some even complain about the church of God, about the General overseers, about the ministers of God, about the church leaders.
But can I ask you a question?
How many of you that complain take time to pray for these people?
My brother has a weird attitude. I don’t like the way he behaves. He doesn’t listen to me when I talk. He looks down on anything I say. I’ve talked and talked and I’m tired. He’s too stubborn. It’s as if he’s possessed.
My parents are somehow. All they do is boss me around. They don’t care about my feelings. All they want is tht I do what they want. I don’t like staying in that house. I which I could gain admission and leave for good.
Do you pray for these people with attitude?
Do you stand in the gap for them?
Some of you would say yes. I have prayed and prayed and I’m tired of praying.
Galatians 6:9. So let’s not allow ourselves to get tired in doing good. At the right time we will harvest a good crop if we don’t give up, or quit.
This message is for someone.
