Dimensions

Survival made him witty
It wasn't as if he wasn't born with 
some encouraging elements of wisdom
But hunger brought him to the street
The street was a custodian of a certain 
type of wisdom
The type that looked for the chink in armours
soft spots, weaknesses and loopholes 
It was not a creative wisdom 
it was an exploitative weakness
Taking advantage of unclosed doors and 
untaught minds!
He was also helped with a very fertile 
imagination, he would lie down on his bed,
motivated by one or two days old hunger
and device cunningly how to rob "venomous snakes
of their eggs!" i.e take from those who
think they cannot be taken from with
guile and without any form of violence!
It was the street that fueled his desire
to get educated!
The circumstances of life kept him in the 
rank of servants and beggars by birth!
He didn't know his Father!
 His mother practically dumped him on the 
street as soon as he could walk!
His mother was a bread seller and as such
his father must have been a baker, an artisan
of some sorts or commercial bus driver!
Most of the bread seller he knew chose men from
these professions to mate with and have children!
When he was younger he used to believe
his mother or father would come looking for
him and rescue him from hunger and abandonment
but he quickly wisened up to the fact that
Such expectations made him weak
Crying, sulking, mopping or being hopeful 
is a weakness on the prowl, it opens one up
emotionally and takes control of one's destiny
out of one's hands!
The free education programme seemed a luxury
to him at first but he found himself uncomfortable
with the shallow mindset of some of his peers
in the bakery!
They were always singing 'Fuji' and talking
about female anatomy in a dirty and nauseating 
manner! 
Somehow his mind refused to settle for that!
He started attending the afternoon classes of 
the local primary school! 
He would hawk bread in the
morning and attend classes in the afternoon
He didn't have a school sandal, a uniform or
even a slate but he went anyway!
One of the teachers took an interest in him
and bought him his first exercise books!
That was how he became a student!
He loved school, he had a mind for it
He loved reading the NOEC books and Alawiye
He loved reading generally, it really helped his 
imagination!
That was how he rolled throughout primary school
When he finished his primary six, everybody thought
he would give up schooling and learn a skill
He stuck to it!
As long as it is free, he felt he should take
advantage of it!
His school was a public school
Many didn't expect the products to amount to 
much!
Most of his classmates were housemaids, and 
children of artisans like himself
In fact, their teachers didn't place their own
children in the school!
Most of them hawked one thing or the other,
they had poverty in common and where poverty is
crime is inevitable!
He stole a lot! So did the other students but
he was a sort of crime don!
He was the one other students defer to when they 
want to carry out a major crime like steal the 
fire extinguisher, laboratory equipment, the 
logo on the principal's Benz 200 and so on!
His imagination fueled all sorts of criminal ideas!
By the time he graduated from secondary school
most of his teachers labelled him a rough diamond!
His friends were mostly dullards who had no idea where
they were going in life, he couldn't shake them off
because they came from the same social background!
He had started smoking cigarettes and marijuana at the 
time!
His friends had taken it a step further by visiting brothels
and sleeping with prostitutes but he felt it was
a bit debasing!
He wasn't keeping himself for any particular reason but he felt
sleeping with prostitutes debased him and simply refused
to do it!
He remembered one of his friends who had eyes for beautiful
girls, but the guy was as dull as a ditchwater! 
The friend wanted to know the secret behind his success with
girls in their school! He really had no secret except the fact
that he was very brilliant and girls saw great prospect
in him! At that time he was the head of the debate team and 
the debates he led were spectacular!
He told the friend he had a charm he uses! 
The fried told he wanted the charm too
So he charged the friend some exorbitant amount of money
and grounded charcoal with palm oil and avocado powder,
he wrote some fake incantation on a piece of paper
and delivered this to the friend!
The friend paid!
Two days later, the friend returned with good news!
The charm worked!
His friend even brought him more clients!
He made a lot of money before the scam was discovered!
By then he had written his final exams and scrammed!
For five years after he graduated, he engaged himself
in examination malpractices, fraud to make ends meet!
Some school principals and parents engaged him to write
GCE, WAEC, NECO, NECO GCE, JAMB and POLY JAMB for their
children!
The examination season was his cash in season!
He didn't bother trying to gain admission into the 
University for those five years
He did odd jobs, wrote University admission examination 
for people, joined the choir in a Uniformed church, stole 
whatever he can get away with and just floated
with the winds of time!
Eventually, he felt he had saved enough and wrote
his examination and gained admission into the university!
Once he got into the university, his game evolved
He became a corporate fraudster/hustler
He needed desperately to make money and there
was no way he could combine a job with his academics!
He hated the yoke of labour, easy money was too sweet!
He met a lady in his first year
She was as intoxicating as an exotic perfume
She shepherded him into the watering holes, gyrating hips,
sucking, suckling, tingling and touting landmarks
of the deep mysteries of the female anatomy! 
He was a good learner and a willing student!
They were a dangerous combination!
They devised a means to extort lecturers and sex leeches!
She slept with them and he taped the show!
They made money and consumed it on drugs and wild parties!
Had he faced his studies, he would have made a 
first-class easily!
But he was still a strong second class upper product
despite all his wild antics!
She got pregnant for him several times
They aborted them all!
When he made the mistake of asking another girl out
She engaged cultists to deal with the girl so sternly
Every other girl on campus gave him a wide berth!
When he got to 400 Level, she got a contract
he job was to set up a Pastor and destroy his career
The assignment was given unto her by the Pastor's wife
The pastor's wife told her to do it within six months
They were paid a million Naira for the assignment!
He was the one vested with the plan
How to get the Pastor to take the bait
He came up with a good plan
She was to play the role of a sex addict and a drug addict
who needed deliverance
That would be the trojan horse and they would
play the game in line with circumstances!
She rehearsed and delivered her line perfectly
The pastor prayed for her and she received the Holy Spirit
Then they moved to the second stage of the plan
The emotional attachment stage in which she would
play "vulnerable" and the pastor would have to
come down to her level in order to help her out!
She delivered that line too
She was naturally a very good spider
She would cast her web and lure in her targets 
without sweat!
She was very diabolical and made him swear a blood
covenant with her that he would never leave her
regardless of what they do together in order to make
money!
She was pragmatic and full of wiles and guiles,
they were a perfect match!
She made good progress with the pastor
The pastor got emotionally engaged with her
She bought him little gifts and she reciprocated
She started riding in the same car as him
At a point, the pastor ditched his driver, whenever
he was with her!
The bait was well laid and its pray was nibbling
at it!
She started flirting with the pastor "harmlessly"
Innocently revealing her well-oiled thigh today, 
some cleavage tomorrow
He would complain and talk against it at first
But he was a man and eventually settled into it
One evening she set the mood and cashed in on it
He drove her to a remote hotel and got as far as
the reception with her
All they needed to do was get in the room
He suddenly had an "awareness"
He got into his car and drove away
They should have known the hunted had a
leash on his neck at that point but they didn't
get the hint!
For weeks he didn't talk to her afterwards
She knew she would get to him
He didn't shut down the line of communication
He was just dealing with some things internally
The "honey pot" would always win!
Men can never resist the lure of a free "teary" 
and willingly offered pulsating apple
She waited a month and then she sent him a note
"I will be waiting for you at 6 PM
"So and so" street for the prayer meeting
you couldn't do the last time! If you come,
it means you cared! If you don't come, it means
I am lost forever! I pray you will come!
God bless you"
He showed up at 6:30 PM
He was wearing a native attire, with sunglasses 
and cap to boot
It was exactly how someone who wanted to 
disguise would dress!
It showed he didn't want to be recognised
This was a good sign for them
It shows he had the intention of biting the apple
He was in the car when the pastor arrived
He took the pastor's picture as he walked into the hotel
They had booked two rooms on the middle floor of the hotel
with connecting doors!
The plan was for the pastor and his babe to get
into a seriously compromising position 
He would take the pictures and the deal would be done!
He waited for about five minutes in the reception
He waited until he was sure the pastor would 
have gotten into the room
He went upstairs opened the door into the second room
But instead of moaning and groaning
He heard moaning, groaning, crying and terror
His babe was screaming in agony
Confessing to everything they planned!
Screaming and begging for help and mercy!
He hurriedly opened the connecting door 
Prepared to defend the love of his life
against the abuse of the pastor
But it was an invisible hand!
The pastor was fully dressed and seated on a chair
His babe was rolling on the floor, screaming incoherently
The pastor looked up, smiled and said:
"You Jezebel and Ahab, judgement falls upon you today"
It suddenly felt as if his hearing was tuned off human 
frequency! He heard a strange sound, 
like a radio making sharp haunting sounds!
He screamed in horror and fainted!
When he came to himself, he was in a hospital
He saw some faces, he heard voices, he UNDERSTOOD!
He didn't know how he got there
He didn't know when he got there
"Hi, what's your name? Can you hear me?"
He looked at the direction of the voice
It was a young man in Jeans and T-shirt
He nodded
"What is your name?" the brother asked him again
"My name is so and so, what am I doing here?" He responded
The Brother called somebody to attend to him
He was brought up to speed on his mental affliction
He had been in the psychiatric hospital for six years
From February 25, 2010, to December 26, 2016
He had no memory of the six years
He couldn't believe it
His babe didn't make it
She died three weeks after the incident 
at a general hospital!
A church had come to the psychiatric hospital to donate welfare
items and some members volunteered to pray for the sick
The Brother in Jeans and T-shirt was part of the team
The Brother in Jeans and T-shirt prayed for his healing
and God showed him mercy!
He gave his life to Christ that same day!
When he was certified by the experts as completely healed
He was discharged!
The Brother in Jeans and T-shirt followed him to the Pastor
He confessed his sins
The Pastor said "God revealed their plot to entrap him
and he went to them to pronounce judgement"
The Pastor's wife was not spared but she had since
confessed to her involvement in the plot and 
obtained mercy
The Pastor blessed him and offered to
support him to get his life back together
He went back to school to complete his degree
He graduated in October 2018!
He is now married with a child!

PS: Hebrews 1:14 "Are not all angels ministering spirits
sent to serve those who will inherit salvation"
There are dimensions of the spirit you cannot mess with
There are levels of the spirit you dare not poke a finger at
These are not cunningly devised fables
Don't assume all pastors are "men"
There are men God spoke to face to face
There are men God spoke to in visions
There are men who assume God spoke to them in dreams
Before you point that finger, please think!
God is a merciful God
He showed mercy to this young man
Remember Jacob cursed Levi but Moses blessed Levi
Angels are superior to demons any day
A demon would watch over judgement or a curse
But when Grace speaks, angels take over 
and demons flee
Believers do not cancel curses, we bless and are 
the blessed of the Lord!
When we bless, curses fade into oblivion!
Our blessing is superior and more effective than any 
curse or judgement pronounced upon the heirs
of salvation!
Receive the blessing of the Holy Spirit now!