It was 8pm and we began to make preparation for the 9pm
meeting. My father in-law had insisted he will not go with us this time. I’m
already feeling my BP had gone up and I wouldn’t want it to go higher than what
it is if you don’t want to carry my corpse back to Ajase, he said.
We got set
and we drove in Toyin’s car to the church. Three of the prayer team members
were already seated waiting for us and baba. Few minutes later, baba and some
other prayer team members joined us. This time, it wasn’t a long prayer before
the stage was set for the continuation of Kassim’s confession.
I know I am not worthy to live again but at this junction I
need to tell this gathering everything I have done so that the world will learn
from my story. My dear, I am sorry for what I have subjected you to for a whole
decade. I will beg you for something before I continue my confession. What is
it? I asked. I will like you to write the story of my life to be titled “THE
ABOMINATION” and make it go viral so that others who are in my shoe can learn.
I am not sure I can make it, I see death close to my bosom and ready to take
me. Is that all? I asked. Yes, he replied.
You will not die but live to declare the goodness of God,
baba interrupted him. If you can confess all your sins and forsake them, God
will give you another chance you don’t deserve. We have two members of this
church who had done worse than what you did and God had shown them mercy. One
is a pastor today and the other is a member of the choir. God can forgive you
brother Kassim. Just confess all. Baba picked his old Dake and opened to
Proverbs 28:13 that read thus “He that covereth his sins shall not prosper: But
whoso confesseth and forsaketh them shall have mercy.” He also instructed one
of the team members to open James 5:16 “confess your faults one to another, and
pray one for another, that ye may be healed. The effectual fervent prayer of a
righteous man availeth much.” Kassim continued his confession. I killed grandma
when she came for treatment for her tuberculosis.
Everyone had gone out that day and only me and grandma was in
the house and I began to have urge for sex. I went round the neighborhood if I
could bounce on any woman or girl around to satisfy my urge but none was
available. By the time I returned home, my urge had doubled and on entering the
house, I noticed grandma was taking her bath. I tiptoed until I forced my way
into the bathroom, who is that?, grandma asked. I didn’t answer because I
didn’t want her to know I was the one. She quickly robbed off the soap on her
face, Kassim what are you doing here? Go out, she shouted. But before she could
scream again I overpowered her and released my tension on her. While I was
struggling to penetrate her, grandma begged me not to do it because it is an
abominable act. You will incur generational curse on yourself and your unborn
children, she advised. When she noticed I was bent on doing what I intended she
stopped to struggle with me. The shock was what killed grandma that many didn’t
know till today.
The whole place was in tears, even baba could not hold back
his tears. My brother in-law fainted momentarily. We have to start another
process of prayer to bring him back to consciousness. It was really shocking. I
am sorry, Kassim begged everyone. I know this is not easy to take but I did it
and I am regretting my action. He seemed to still have more confession but no
one was bold enough to ask him to continue, not even baba. There was a long
silence in the hall like we were in the graveside. My heart was tearing in
pieces and I could hear the sound of the crack in my heart. I wished the earth
could open up and swallow me but it never happened. But will God forgive these
terrible acts of heartlessness and evil?
Will God not avenge grandma’s blood? These and many questions
ran through my mind in a jiffy.
Hang on for next episode…
