Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 5
“God.” I answered in confidence. “I am made of God” I repeated.
The outlandish people started murmuring and moving backward.
“Why are they going backwards? Does the name GOD frighten them?” I thought.
My mom became very annoyed. Drew a sword and held Grace on his neck, ready to slay him.
“Don’t you dare, Mother. His name is Grace. Just watch and see what God’s grace can do” I threatened. I reeled out of the wheel I was in and landed on the floor. I couldn’t stand up due to how I was tied up. I was wrapped up in chains.
“Do you know what the book of Psalm 91 says? Listen.” I asked rhetorically.
“It says, ‘I and Grace who dwell in the secret place of the most high will rest in the shadow of the most high. The Lord is our refuge and our fortress, my God…”
“Stop!” She commanded
“…in whom we trust. My God will save us from your snare…”
“I said stop. If you don’t, He dies.” She threatens. The outlandish people began to proceed back to the sea where they came from. Their faces projected just one thing. FEAR.
My mother observed that her people were no longer with her. She caterwauled. Me, I continued with my declaration.
“Do you know what verse 5 and 6 of Psalm 91 says?” I asked and answered, “It says, ‘ I will not fear the terror of night, nor the arrow that flies by night, nor the pestilence that stalks in the dark nor the plague that destroys at midday.’ Mother listen to this addition. Nor fear you that strike by night.”
” Shut your mouth child. Shut it. ” She raised her Calabash. Brought it down and started to stir the content. ” I am your mother. I gave you life. I breathed life to you and I do have the right to have the life back. Silly.”
“Lastly,I will only observe with my eyes and see the punishment of the wicked.”
I heaved heavily. A tiny whispered to me, ” roll yourself to the burning flame, fear not for I am with you.”
I started to roll. I reached at the close to the fire and heard the voice said, ” stop and watch and see the wicked punished.”
I watched my mother as she kept stirring the content in the Calabash. She walked to me, unknown to her, the tip of her flowery gown had contact with the fire and started to burn. On seeing it, she slipped and the Calabash fell off, the content poured on her and she was ablaze. I rolled away and saw my mother burn to ashes.
Grace ran to me. He could not help to loose the chain for his hands were tired. We were hopeless. An hour later, I started to sing
” There is power in the name of Jesus
To break break every chain
Break every chain
Break e..ve..ry chain…”
Grace went to the wheel, used the sharp edge of it to cut his rope and came to me.
We thought of how to leave. “Mom, the taxi” Grace pointed at the taxi few kilometers from us. I beamed. “He called me mother. I’m a mom.” I embraced him. “I love you my child.”
“I love you too Mom”
“Look!” Grace drew my attention
“What’s that”
” The taxi man. He was devoured”
“When those outlandish people were devouring him I thought it was you and cried my socket out.
THE END
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