Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 12
The following day, I cleaned and arranged the house, as we got ready to leave the state and return home. I emptied the trash container in Aunty BBâs room and something in it caught my attention. A medicine container, it still had some tablets in it. I donât know why, but I took it.
We finally got back home. Uncle Ade was elated when he returned from his trip days later. The extended families came and celebrated the new addition to the family.
The medicine container I found kept coming to mind. Out of a curiosity I couldnât explain, I discreetly took the medicine to the pharmacy and inquired about it.
The pharmacist explained what it could be used for, and then he said something that made me speechless
âPls this kind of medicine should be taken with precaution, strictly according to the prescription. Wrong dosage can be detrimental, leading to excessive bleeding and loss of lifeâ
It kept ringing in my head that Aunty BB mentioned that Juliet had bled to death
âShe killed her?!â Jumoke asked in shock, her hands covering her mouth, her eyes wide open
âYes, she had every reason to. I have never recovered from the fact that the voice I had heard in my spirit, was the Holy Spirit, and I didnât heed it. If I had I obeyed, Juliet would have had a chance to escape. Aunty BBâs plan to deceive her husband would have been exposed. Mayowa might never have had to be in this family, heâll still be alive. Juliet would have been alive as well. I lost the chance to save Juliet, the realization that I had the chance to save Juliet and I didnât, continues to haunt me. I donât know, but each time I think about it. I played a huge part in her death. The Holy spirit warned me, but I just waved it off!â
âYou have nothing to be guilty about. You didnât kill her. Let me ask you, have you repented before God for disobeying Him?â
âYes, everyâŠchanceâŠIâŠgetâ I said between sobs
âThen God has long forgiven youâŠâ
âBut God is punishing me, I keep paying the price for my disobedience, first Julietâs death, now Mayowaâ I said in tears, letting out a heart-breaking cry
âStop beating yourself up about it. God is not punishing you. Accept His forgiveness. God loves you deeply. All things work together for good to them that love God and are called according to His purpose.â
âWhat good can be in the death of an innocent boy?!â
âI donât know, I donât have any answers. What I know and will choose to believe is that God is good. The word of God says Give thanks to the LORD, for He is good; His love endures forever. You must believe that God is good, not because you feel so, or even think so, but because He word says so. His word would not lieâ
For a while my sobs filled the silence, she reached for my hand across the table
âEki, in this moment of grief, all the enemy wants to do is to make sure that you doubt the faithfulness of God. He wants to see you lose confidence in that same word of God that has been your guide. Canât you see that this is what the enemy is doing?. No, not on my watch, God helping me, that would never happen. Search Coolval stories to read more intriguing stories. I want you to say after me, I thank you Jesus for You are good, because Your word says âOh give thanks to the Lord, for He is good, and His love endures foreverâ. Pls donât say it if you donât believe itâ
I knew the scripture by heart, Psalm 107;1. Yet, I couldnât repeat the words, the pain in my heart wouldnât let me. I kept my head bent, the tears flowing, she waited patiently. I fought the doubt choking me, the pain and the grief engulfing me.
âHoly Spirit help meâ I screamed inwardly
I shut my eyes tightly. The events of my life played itself before me.
I saw it vividly, God has been there with me, watching out for me, even when I didnât deserve it.
Back to the present, with my head bent I cried harder. God had been good to me, even before I knew and accepted him. How could I have forgotten how His love had kept me?
I lifted my head and looked at Jumoke. Regardless of the ache in my heart, and the pain still fresh, God is good, I believe it. I found strength to voice my thoughts.
âI thank you Jesus, because Your word says âOh give thanks to the Lord, for He is good, and His love endures forever. I believe it, in my grief, God is good, He has been good, He is good, and He would always be good, regardless of what I feel, because His word says soâ I said with confidence amidst tears. Jumoke tightened her grip on my hands.
âThank you, Jesus,â she whispered,
âLet this be your confession and thus your reality. Donât lose your joy honeyâ she added, I nodded.
âMayowa is in a better placeâ I said softly, the ache deepened in my heart, but I still repeated the words
âLetâs worship Jesus together in songsâ Jumoke suggested
âGreat ideaâ I said nodding my head in agreement
Together we raised our voices to heaven in one accord, slowly, ever so slowly, my attention shifted from the weight of my burden to the awesomeness of Jesus. I poured out my heart more in songs of worship as tears ran down my cheeks. I felt a refreshing.
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