Two options came to Pastor Kent’s mind. First, to take his wife back to Mama Jumi’s house and confront her. Second, to take her home to his family, and his former pastor. He’d been a part of many gatherings where deliverance was done for people under a spell or demonic attack. It puzzled him his wife could be affected by this kind of attack though.
On one ground, Annie was a strong praying woman, and how could she be thrown into such a hole, struck down without a fight. On the other hand, were the leadership of the Revive the World Ministries fetish? What did this attack mean?
Questions no one could answer.
Pastor Kent took a decision. He called his secretary, Pastor Funke the following morning and had her book first class tickets for his family. He wanted a direct flight to Uyo, and arrangements for accommodation and transportation.
He did not tell her, or anyone how long he would be gone, or for what reason. He didn’t want Funke or any of the ministers from the church on the trip either.
“We are going to Uyo tomorrow morning,” he announced during the family devotion. “I have begun a fast for your mother, and I also want to take her away from here.” He sighed. “I don’t think she slept last night.” He covered his face, and sobbed, and everyone joined in.
My family may have been through rough times when we had nothing to eat or a place to sleep but nothing like this ever happened. My mind played evil tricks on me. Why would this attack be on our family when it seemed God had finally answered our many financial needs?
I sniffed. “We are all fasting with you, Daddy.”
Mama Pepper moaned around the house but no one offered any explanation for our sadness. Since Mum rarely showed up around the house, the staff didn’t think anything of it.
The following morning, we all arrived at the airport on time for the flight. A surprise visitor came to see us off. Favour’s wife, Lara. I held my mum’s hand tight when she approached us as we came out of the vehicle at the airport.
Festus brought down our luggage and got a trolley. I would have assisted him but I flanked Mum with Dad, ready for whatever Lara had to say.
Her voice was clipped, her expression blank. “We heard you were leaving. I thought I’d meet you here, and ask why. Since no one seemed to know.”
Dad’s voice broke. “Who’s we?”
“My husband and I. But pride prevented him from coming.”
Kent Etim, the seasoned man of God, who seemed to be experiencing a whole new life, narrowed his eyes, and uttered words I had never heard from him before.
“Lara, leave before I curse you.”
He didn’t wait for her response. He gripped his wife’s other hand, and we walked into the airport.
Dad may have his reasons for being angry, but those words were a battle rant. He had just told the people he led he was going to fight back. We didn’t yet know who or why Mum was deaf and dumb, but Dad wasn’t ready to give anything to chance.
The trip to Uyo was smooth and we arrived on time. We were checked into a five-star hotel, and then Dad, Mum, and me made the trip to see his mother.
Anyone would think this was archaic but Dad believed there were questions about his birth he needed to know. All his life, he’d been told his father died when he was a child, and his family didn’t want anything to do with him. It was acceptable. With the new discovery about the late Archbishop Nelson though, he needed answers.
Then he wanted his deliverance team to pray for Mum. And most important, he needed his mentor to give him direction. He had jumped into a deep pool he never imagined existed. God had to start speaking, and now!
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