Adjusting Courses

There were very many of them
Their reality was perfect on the surface
They are self-driven towards success and
independence 
They are intelligent and witty, people
of purpose
They are given to emotion but of another
kind
They love, they laugh and they cry like others
But when you dig beyond the surface
You find a few emotional connectors in
their system dead or dying
It is never obvious!
When they tell their stories, people expect 
them to get on with it and move on
They do so and yet...
Try as much as they desire, the connectors
are broken and seems never to be able to
work
She was one of such folks
She didn't tell him what was wrong at the
beginning
She needed to be sure he could help her
She weighed him, she waited
Late in the night when most eyes are closed
and noses are snoring
She would chat him up
She had relationship issues
She had life issues
She needed his counsel
He was patient with her
He had found out that more often than not
Those with a shocking story to tell
takes their time to open the floodgates
Once they are sure they can be believed
They speak!
Not for attention but in order to heal
There are things he has heard that he wished
he could unhear
There were things he had seen that he wished
he could unsee
People are coping with a lot
Many are dead beneath all the smiles and 'the 
make-up"
Many despair of life and are waiting for
the trigger to get it all over with
Many have questions because their reality
can no longer be made to fit into the 
norm of the society
Yet the society does not expect them to
exist as an independent entity
Conformity is the rule of acceptability

Citizen A's Story
I'm 28 years old, never had sex before, 
but I know all about it. 
I've been masturbating since I was a child 
(about 3/4years old).
I remember my mom dropping me at the 
neighbors place and going out with my 
baby brother. 
The neighbor had a grown up son called Matthew 
(at the time maybe he was 17 years old). 
He was always home then and mom would drop 
me with him and go look for daily bread as 
things were not too fine for us then. 
My dad had lost his job and he was unable to 
get another one since then..this was in the 1990s...
Dad was a chartered accountant at that time 
but he couldn't find a job anywhere else after 
being laid off work in the miod 90s
The neighbor would ask me to lay on my back 
and he would remove my panties and insert 
his penis into my vagina. 
He would them tell me not to tell anyone about it
....this happened about 3 to 4 times that I can 
remember.
I remember one day after this started and mom 
wanted to drop me off there, I told her I didn't 
want to stay that I wanted to go with her,
 she asked me to stay with him. 
Somehow I started masturbating at that age...
I think the neighbour went to live with his relatives 
or he went to school so it stopped...but myself 
and the other kids in the compound would play 
mommy and daddy and we would practice 
what mommies and daddies do... 
So I got stuck on that and masturbation...
Citizen A was a single lady in her late 20's

Note: The neighbour had rewired her sexual senses
Like a scratted disc, citizen A would play good
music until she got to the point of the scratch
and then she would begin to skip
Following the same sexual dysfunctional pattern
over and over again (In her case, Masturbation)

Citizen B
My father had a first wife
The first wife died of childbirth
She had given birth to four sons before she died
My father waited a long time before he remarried
When my mother started having children
for my father, the other children from the first
wife were all grown
My father's first son was seventeen years older
than I am
When my father retired and i needed some
support for my education
I was sent to live with him
I was in my mid-teens at the time
He started sleeping with me
He would deny me my school fees and 
other necessities until I gave in to him
I was finally free of him when i gained
admission into the University
Today he lives in the UK
I find myself to be detached and restrained
in my sexual expression even with my
husband
Even though I was blessed with a good
man and I told him the whole story
Sexual freedom had been a challenge for
me

Citizen C
My life was altered by an encounter I had when
I was ten years old
My friends were playing football in the compound
All i wanted to do was finish my homework
and rush downstairs to join them
I did everything in a jiffy and rushed into
the room to wear my soccer boot
Suddenly i felt a hand behind me
The hand spun me around and grabbed
my private part
It was painful at first but as i was about
to protest, the hand started caressing me
It was our housegirl
She got to the house about two weeks
before this time
She smiled and put her finger on her lips
I was responding to her touch
After a few minutes, she put me in her 
mouth and my legs started to shake
Soon my back was on the bed and
she laid my hands on her breast
She straddled me and rode me
I didnt know what to do
I lost my bearing
I stopped playing with my friends
All we did was have sex every day
My academics suffered, my personality
changed
I became quiet and fearful
Eventually, we were caught and she 
was thrown out of the house
But the damage has been done
I am 41 years old and I have never been
married
I sleep with prostitutes and masturbate
I am afraid of emotional commitment 
I want to be normal, i want to be made
whole, please help me!

Citizen D
I was six years old when she began
She was my aunt and she was living
with us at the time
She would take me to her room and 
make me suck her breasts while she 
masturbated
Later, she made me touch her in
other places too 
It went on for five years
Eventually, she went off to the university
Her departure affected in a very crazy way
I fell ill for many days
By the time I recovered, I had grown a 
distrust for all women
I am a successful businessman, I live
in Lagos
I have had series of relationships and 
fathered two children out of wedlock
But I couldn't shake this cold shadow
from my past
I have prayed and fasted
I just couldn't

Citizen E: He was gang raped by four girls when he was fifteen! Since that time he had been lost in all sorts of sexual perversity and depravity!
He wanted to be free
He gave his life to Christ
He started a leaking in tongues
But yet, this weakness persisted 

Ps: When I met all these citizens of Zion and many more I went to the Holy Spirit!
"It is not working" I lamented
Lives are not being transformed
People are just wearing suits and skirts and pretending in the church
A lot is going on under the clothes!
The Holy Spirit said to me "Teach them of my love and liberty in me! Let them know they are no longer under any yoke! They are free!  I count nothing against them!! I have accepted them as they are because they have accepted Jesus Christ as their Lord and saviour! Tell them all I desire is their their fellowship and love!
If they will keep fellowshipping with me, (not church service and listening to clue less pastors) by praying in the Holy Spirit and reading the scripture aloud for a certain duration everyday! They will be changed!
Wow!
No fasting, No laws, No fear
I told all my brothers and sisters what the Holy Spirit told me

Within a year, Citizen E and Citizen D got married! They were healed completely!
Citizen A improved tremendously
Citizens B and Citizen C also grew in the Lord and experienced a deeper walk with the Holy Spirit

I often wonder how we think God will look at people suffering as a result of abuse and throw them in hell because they couldn't help the damage done to them and its effect!
Most times, they also go about damaging others!

PS: Hell cannot scare people who are already trapped in hell!
Mr. Pastor, Mrs. Bishop, please reassess your gospel!
Find Christ, Find the Spirit of Christ, Work with the Holy Spirit and be a blessing to the Body of Christ! Sinners are sick, Jesus said so! The sick needs help not crucifixion! Please help!
Stop condemning, start being the Love of Christ. Just be Christ unto them!