INIQUITIES OF A CHAMELEON
sometimes you have to teach some people a lesson especially when they pose as a threat. Life circumstances made me adopt this theory.
I hummed a Christian song clinging to my bible as I walked fast because of the scorching sun,I was already feeling intense heat inside my suit, I rubbed my face with my white handkerchief dabbing the visible sweats running down my jaw.
"Pastor Nelson"I heard a familiar voice call,I turned around and was pleased to see one of my church members running towards me.Good afternoon pastor, he said immediately he neared me,Good afternoon brother sam,how is everything? Everything is fine oh! He replied yawning, you were not present in church today what happened? I asked, pastor my mum was sick that was why I couldn't make it to church. He said looking moody,don't worry she will be ok I assured him,well can we go and see her.
Yes pastor he said,leading the way,I was a very well respected pastor in my town,I healed the sick,delivered the possessed people and helped the poor, and because of that my members were uncountable,who ever stepped into my church never left,because of the awesome miracles I performed ,I also prayed to God daily to keep the anointing fresh.
Even after all this,someone still rebelled against me,it was Chima my assistant pastoe,he suddenly turned against me because I removed the position of assistant pastor from him,and gave it to someone else.He was not serious with the post at all,I tried to make him understand that the reason I replaced him was good enough,but he refused and threatened me ,he threatened to make my life miserable.
On one fateful day I woke up and was not able to find my daughter "Daniella',it was even the alarming scream of my wife that woke me up from my sleep,it was after a week I regained my senses, it was then I remembered that I had an enemy, immediately I alerted the police, expectedly chima bluntly denied it but was still thrown into prison.
A month later, a herbalist started challenging me, obviously it was chima's herbalist seeking the release of chima, even if he never mentioned it, the herbalist would Storm my church,quote traditional parables and conclude it in warning tone before leaving my church.
I made my church members to know that I was not afraid of the herbalist,they all knew I was a strong man, I have fought a lot of battles in my life,and so I was not scared of the upcoming one, some days later, we heard that the herbalist was dead.my wife's joy knew no bounds as she praised God,it even increased the level of respect people had for me.
Today I sat in church,listening to my wife giving the testimony of how God helped me to defeat chima and his herbalist, and I smiled not because I felt special,not because my eyes jammed constantly with my wife's own,not because I was happy,but because I knew they were all lies,chima and the herbalist were never connected, in fact God never killed the herbalist,I killed him myself.
Me and the herbalist were good friends until things turned sour,the herbalist had asked me to bring my son for sacrifice but I refused,offering some of my members for the sacrifice but he refused, he threatened me yes! He threatened me,he threatened to expose my evil deeds,how I had used my daughter "Daniella" for the growth of my church,how I killed innocent children for wealth.
I replaced chima my former assistant pastor because he was too prayerful, I could not use his glory then I replaced him with a person whose glory I could use,then I accused chima of threatening me and I sent him to jail.
The herbalist wanted to expose my secrets.How I used the glory of my current assistant pastor for fame and glory,how I came to him begging for powers to perform miracles.How I brought my wife monthly pad to him for the renewal of my powers.when I slept in his shrine for two days,and lied to my wife that I embarked on an evangelical mission.where I got my anointed handkerchief, how I collected people glory with my handkerchief each time I placed it on their forehead.
Then I killed him,I barged into his shrine and shot him three times on his chest,he brought it upon himself,yes he brought it upon himself, I can't fold my arms and watch him expose me,if he exposes me,where will I run to?where will I hide myself,all the good reputation I have gotten will get spoilt,the good name I have labored for will come crashing down my foot,I can't let that happen,no I can't after all there are herbalists better off than him.
THE END.
Author kelvin✍