A Story of Confrontation and of Running Away

  • I was only eight years old. In the heart of Ijebu-Ode, Ogun State, an ancient city, growing up was a drama of sorts. Ijebu-Ode is known for its cultural festivals, prominent among them was Agemo festival in which women dare not walk around during the celebrations.
    Many times, as I walk back home from school, we would see a gathering of several people, another witch has been caught and was confessing. The occult seems to prevail in the city at the time.
    On this fateful day, a classmate of mine, Samson, whom we all know as a son of a prominent herbalist, had persuaded me and three other classmates to take a walk with him into the adjoining forest beside the school. I wondered why I obliged.
    As we all walked barefooted, my heart began to run faster as we went further into the bush. I had removed my new trainers which my dad bought for me on his return from England two weeks prior. I always removed it at any given opportunity since most classmates had no sandals on, I always felt out of place.
    We finally got to a place in thick of the bush where there was a cleared ground. Underneath a short tree was a big covered calabash and transparent bottles of water. In another smaller bowl were chopped, cooked pieces of small woods, that was what they looked like.
    Immediately, I knew I was in trouble. Something was out of place. With his permanently brown dentition, Samson opened his mouth and said now is the time to become men!
    I was lost. But all the others seemed to be in agreement and they nodded.
    They all sat down around the calabash. I refused. My heart was beating fast. I thought about my mum and dad. If they ever knew this happened, I would be fried alive!
    I told them I was leaving, but they only laughed. They said I cannot know my way back, and they were right. The break time was almost over, I was sweating.
    The small chips of wood or whatever it was, was the the first point of call. They took one each and eat. They offered me one, but I refused. They struggled with me, and in the process tore my shirt pocket. But I refused still.
    They gave up on me and sat down. They began to eat the “Jollof” rice! How did this food get there?
    I was filled with fear. And the fear kept me away from participating. It was an initiation. Samson began chanting incantations, and the others repeated. They summoned spirits and all that. We were all below ten years of age!
    I kept my distance, my consolation that they had to round up and get back to class. That was why they really didn’t have my time. As we went back, I ran ahead and they made sure they never caught up with me.
    When my mum saw my torn pocket when I got home, and I told her what happened (I didn’t know how to lie) the beating I got that day had no Part 2!
    In the scenario above, my fear was what delivered me.
    Sometimes, this fear is all you need to stay away from messing up all over the place.
    It is this fear that God expects you to have when He said
    1 Corinthians 6:18a (KJV)  Flee fornication…
    That word “flee” means to run away (literally or figuratively); by implication to shun; by analogy to vanish.
    It means to run away as in terror. Like it was Boko Haram!
    There are times to face the devil and confront him, there are times to run for your life.
    Archbishop Benson Idahosa of blessed memory once narrated how armed robbers came to his house, he took his Bible and waved it at them and those armed robbers ran away.
    At another time, armed robbers came again, and Archbishop ran away, literally. When he was asked why he ran away, he said that was what God told him to do!
    There is a time to confront.
    There is a time to run.
    When you are in his territory, it is getting dark, romantic fire is building, loving words are emanating, sparks are flying back and forth, blood running, heartbeat doing long jump, it is time to run away for your life or else you will eat “Jollof" rice in the calabash!
    When she has removed her blouse, and your defenses are down, your eyes are red, heat has built up in your core, that is not the time to speak in tongues, it is time to run for your life, because even the angels guarding you have escaped from evil!
    The time when he is insisting that you must compromise to show your love is not the time to prove that you can withstand any temptation.
    Don't dare the devil, you are to resist him or flee when it is a sexual temptation.
    Someone told you she has slept with every boyfriend she had, and then you invited her to your house? It is not the devil tempting, it is you tempting the devil in that case!
    The moment you lose that peace, and an unsettling feeling comes, about visiting a person, about going somewhere, about a decision, about a relationship, about a person you just met, be careful, don't get daring, but test every spirit and exercise a lot of caution.
    You are to test spirits, not to test the person in bed.
    Pray about it and make sure you hear God’s mind on the matter. Never proceed into a relationship, courtship or marriage without hearing God.
    I will stop here this morning. May God grant more understanding in Jesus name. Be blessed.
    I pray for you all, God’s light will dawn upon you like the morning.You will not be confused. You will know what to do per time in Jesus name!
    This year, you will take that giant step in the direction of your destiny in Jesus name!
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    1 Corinthians 6:18 (MSG) 
    There is a sense in which sexual sins are different from all others. In sexual sin we violate the sacredness of our own bodies, these bodies that were made for God-given and God-modeled love, for "becoming one" with another.

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