Pastor Mrs Ifunanya continued…
“Benny dear, we do not mean any harm. We look out for the best for you. Give us the babies and live a normal life like every young lady.”
Benita: “God!!!! I cant believe this. mommy, just last week, while we worship, God promised to visit you. In fact He said it is time. Why are you doing this?”
“Benny,…” Pastor Kelvin called; “… I am tired of waiting. Yes. A bird at hand is worth millions in the bush. We have housed you, clothe you, gave you a field to work on. Through knowing us, you have worked effectively in your ministry and have gained fame to an extent. I will appreciate it if you can show appreciation by giving us the babies. I am ready to pay any amount please my dear daughter.”
Benita: “I can’t believe this. You both are still very young. Why this?”
“Hmmm,..” Pastor Mrs Ifunanya began; “… my husband has a problem medically. He can’t get a woman pregnant. I know about it. I married him out of love and hoped that there will be miracle. Please my dear daughter…” On her knees “… don’t deny me the opportunity to be called mama ejima. Please.”
Benita: “Mommy stop this. Please sit down. I understand your predicaments. I know how you feel. I am sorry to say this, but I am disappointed in you both. I also have medical problem. I have perforated womb but Jesus put not just one, two babies in there. My case is even worse.
I need these babies too. I have gone through such much for them. Do you think it’s a sweet experience to be chased out of my home by my own father? I have been labeled fake, prostitute, all sort of names because of this babies. I am not giving up my babies.”
Benita: “Mommy, you will carry yours. I strongly believe God’s declaration upon your life that by this time next year, the cry of a baby will be heard in this house. Don’t you know your God? Where is your faith?”
Pastor Mrs ifunanya replied; “I don’t have faith anymore Benita, there is no point. I need babies. God is taking too long. I have ran out of patience.”
Benita: “I’m sorry mom and dad, you can’t have mine. I need them too. They are the family I’ve got now.”
Pastor and pastor Mrs Kelvin left Benita’s room angry. When they left, Benita stood up very angry. She got a bowl of water and olive oil…
“Hmmm, Zina, you are at it again. You belong to the marine. This water represents the marine, and this oil represents the power of the holy ghost, as I drop this oil in this water, let fire consume you.”
Benita: “Zina, you have tormented me enough. No matter what you do I will not serve you, in the name of Jesus, I come against you. You are defeated.”
Since that day, life hasn’t been easy with Benita in that house. Most times, they lock up their kitchen and go out with the key just so Benita will not eat.
She came home from a ministration by 8pm and was locked out. She called and called no way. She knocked and knocked no answer. She had to go to the house of a church member who lived close by to pass the night.
The lady is single. She lived in the big house alone with her cook and errand boy. She told Benny she is free to come in any time.
Benny worshipped all through that night. The next morning she came home. Her room was locked and her stuff kept in the laundry room.
Pastor Mrs Ifunanya said…..
“My sisters are coming. They will be sleeping in that room. Use the laundry room henceforth.”
Benita: “Mom, please, there’s no bed in the laundry room. Please can I at least have a mat.”
Pastor Mrs Ifunanya: “I don’t have mat.”
Benita: “Okay ma. Mom please can I use the kitchen, I’m hungry.”
Pastor Mrs Ifunanya: “I’m trying to manage my gas.”
Benita: “Thank you ma.”
That night Benita was so hungry. She took water and blessed it…
“Oh Lord, I bless you for this food. I shall eat and be satisfied.” She drank and slept.
The next day, she went for hospital ministration and to see doctor Malcolm.
She was about leaving when he stopped her and said…
“Benny, I love you. I wish to marry you.”
To be continued…
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