Accra, Ghana, August 18, 2018//-Her fingers snailingly arrived finally between my thighs. Not touching my rod and pod, they played on the soft skin around them; rolling on the hairs called pubic and gently strolling on the whole turf of my manhood before finally holding it firmly.
Indescribable sensation burst in and through me within seconds and my head gave way to my manhood to do the thinking.
At this point, all my religious values and the little molecules of morality left in me dissolved into my libido. Self-control got lost in the uncontrollable rhythms of ‘huuuums and aaahhhs’.
And I knew her as Abraham knew Sarah, but, perhaps with skillful lust-inspired movements which the unequalled romantic King Solomon could never imagine even in his hay days. As anon as I poured the milk of satisfaction into her, I woke up.
Yes, it was a wet dream. At least, that’s what my Junior Secondary School (JSS) now Junior High School (JHS) Life Skills teacher or Mr. Atindambilla, my Psychology Lecturer University of Ghana (UG), Legon would call it.
Moreover, I believed it was, because a lot of water had collected behind my ‘Akosombo dam’ due to my strong desire to hold on until I found my other half.
However, upon telling a friend, she advised that I see a pastor because nowadays marine spirits are all over the place sleeping with people in dreams. How could a marine spirit dare have sex with a Christian? Perhaps, that Christian is weak; and I was in deed weak and less prayerful at the time.
Moreover, I did not know the lady I met in the dream in real life; she was so fair in colour and fascinatingly alluring with long hair like the lady I hear about in ‘maame water’ stories so I agreed to see the pastor for some help.
When I narrated the dream to the pastor, he just smiled and said, “Ummm, this is serious! She’s the reason you have a lot of troubles in life and if you haven’t yet started having some troubles, they would soon come.”
I sat quietly with the posture of a disillusioned orphan as he told me frightening stories about such dreams and finally he said, “But, you see, once you’re here. I would help you”.
“Thank you, pastor…” before I could finish expressing my gratitude, he added, “you would have to pay GHC 100…” Not believing what I heard, I asked, “one million old GH Cedis?” “Yes, I would have to call the spirit into somebody so that I rebuke her and sack her never to come to you again.
It’s a marine spirit. I would give you some oil to pour into your water for bathe.” He confirmed with further explanation.
As if my countenance communicated something else I wasn’t sure of, he said, “Look, young man, everybody who comes here pays GHC100 for consultation and deliverance. You aren’t the first and the only person who have come here”.
At this point, I told him I could only afford GHC 70, but, this ‘man of God’ said he would never accept any amount below GHC 100; moreover, his services are cash and carry. Instantly, thoughts of the Jesus I have known since my childhood inundated my mind with brain-stinging questions.
If Jesus, the one in the Bible, took money and offered cash and carry deliverance and healing services would the poor woman who got healing by touching his cloak not have bled every haemoglobin of her blood away without healing?
Is the kingdom of God now a preserve of the rich? Didn’t the Bible say Jesus Christ is the same yesterday, today and forever more? Why has Jesus changed in our time? When did he go commercial? Or, is this a different Jesus? “No! This isn’t the Jesus I know,” I thought.
Just when I was about to tell my friend that we should leave because I couldn’t afford, she said she would help me to pay by taking the difference. Meanwhile, journalistic curiosity was also pleading with me to pursue a deeper observation. You could call it participant observation.
So, I paid GHC 100 and the ‘man of God’ called a lady on phone to come to the church premises. She was prepared for the job when she arrived from all look of things.
The pastor ordered me to stand and the lady stood about a meter and a half from me on my side and he began the deliverance session. Not long the ‘marine spirit’ entered the lady judging from her actions when the pastor began to pray and talk to the spirit.
“Go and take everything you’ve put on him?” he commanded as if he was annoyed with the spirit and the lady came pulling my fingers with the gesticulations of somebody taking rings, perhaps, engagement if not wedding ring or both, from my finger.
After turning for awhile she fell to maybe indicate that it is finally gone. Between five to ten minutes later, she stood up and went to sit down. The pastor then prayed for me and gave me my oil with some good doses of admonition. “You can go in Jesus name,” he’s done.
Is the grace of God now for sale? How come some Christians are now selling the power they didn’t buy; or, did they buy this one? And, if they did, where did they buy it from because the God I know doesn’t sell his power?
The poor who cannot afford such deliverance would obviously die with legions of demons in them and in that case has Jesus the right to say he came for the poor?
I believe society didn’t tax the church in the past because of the relationship between them; hence, if the church has now changed from being a charitable body to a profit-making spiritual consultancy firm then society too must change to suit the times.
Is it not time such churches started paying taxes? After all companies pay taxes even though their owners and employees pay income taxes and the companies embark on social responsibility projects and programmes as well.
If pastors would take consultation fees then they ought to pay taxes. Moreover, how many pastors honestly pay gift tax in Ghana? They get gift than many people yet only the God they worship can tell apart from the Ghana Revenue Authority (GRA) officials how many of them pay gift tax.
We shouldn’t tax the offerings nor ought we to tax the tithes, but, they obviously need to file tax returns on consultation fees as well as pay their gift tax since it’s no secret that they are about the greatest beneficiaries of gifts in the country.
This should not be considered as attacked on Christ’s church because this Jesus isn’t the Jesus in the Bible; he’s an imposter and a businessman.
Didn’t the Bible say by their fruits ye shall know them? Or, shouldn’t we give Caesar’s to Caesar, while we give the lord’s to him?
By President Ablorh
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