The pastor couldn't eat that night.
He kept replaying the day's event. He was battling with fear and confusion. Where could he have gone wrong? What was the sin that needed to be washed clean? Where would he start from? Could it have been possible that not all of his sins were forgiven when he became a born again Christian? These were the questions ringing in his head.
Chichi was worried that her husband didn't touch his food. He looked sullen and withdrawn. When she asked him what the matter was, he replied with just "Nothing" in a very low and depressed voice. What was eating Ade up? She wondered. Normally, her husband would have showered, eaten his food, complimented her cooking skills and recounted how his day went to her and the children. Now, he just sat there staring at space. Chichi kept glancing at her husband with a questioning look.
Ade on the other hand was not even aware that his wife had noticed his present state. He was so engrossed in his thought of what to do next that he didn't even notice that his son had been standing beside him and had called his name twice until he was tapped. Pastor Brown came back to the present with a jolt.
"Dad, what's wrong?" Olaoluwa, his first son asked.
"Nothing son, nothing," the pastor replied his son.
"It's time for the night prayers, sir."
"I'll meet you there," the pastor told hisson.
The birth of Olaoluwa had scared him the most among all the deliveries by his wife. He had thought Chichi would not make it because after sometime in the delivery room, a nurse gave him the information that his wife was too weak to push. He had burst into tears. By then, he had been a very young man of God and was still very tender in the faith, so he had no control over his fear and the panic. He was very confused too because this wasn't Chichi's first delivery. He knew it was during their first delivery that women were likely to get complications. Abigail's – his firstborn's – birth had been so smooth, unlike this one. The doctors had already resolved to a Caesarean Section when Chichi gave a very loud cry and the baby boy was delivered! It was a surprising event. The delivery was what made the young pastor believe fully in miracles. When he told a senior pastor about the circumstances surrounding the boy's birth, the pastor made it known to him that it was the Devil and his fallen angels that were trying hard to make him derail from his faith because they knew he had a bright future in the ministry.
When the time came for the boy to be named, the pastor ran over all that happened during the child's birth and concluded that if it hadn't been for God, something might have gone wrong. And so he named the boy "Olaoluwa" meaning "God's Blessing" which also doubles as "God's Grace".
The birth his youngest child birth was by far the easiest. In fact, the delivery had been at their house and the baby had come out fast. The nurse that delivered the baby had joked that it was as if the baby was in a hurry to come live life. When the time came to name the baby, Chichi insisted on giving the baby boy an Igbo name. She had argued that one of the children had a Yoruba name, it was only fair to name one in Igbo. So, she named their last child "Chikadibia" meaning "God surpasses all medicine men" for she said it was God that helped her during Olaluwa's birth however dreadful it threatened to be and it was the same God that aided her last delivery.