The bus driver and his conductor left home very early
He was not the bus owner and had a target to meet before handing over the keys at 12noon
The bus owner had a unique way of handling his business
Three drivers were attached to bus
Each driver was given a specific financial target to meet within the shift period
Unless the bus had a provable mechanical fault or some other problem with law enforcement which is seldom
Each driver must return the bus to the bus owner’s house 30 minutes before the end of his shift
They all had a written agreement
The bus owner didn't take kindly to excuses
The bus driver's income from the driving job had been fair
He had a wife and a baby at home
He was determined to work hard and save enough to buy his own bus before his daughter turns five or his wife gets pregnant with another baby
He had also learnt the hard way that honesty and diligence pays
They hit the highway at 5:05 AM
His conductor started calling passengers (hoping someone would call back and ask them to stop) because everywhere was still dark
He drove slowly
Many people left home in the wee hours of the day for work
Such people prefer to get ahead of the traffic that built up naturally around 7:30- 9.00AM
His conductor saw the crowd first
16 of them
The passengers boarded the bus without a word
Once they were seated, his conductor boarded the bus and started calling prices
"So and so bus stop is this amount"
"Such and such bus stop is that amount"
“It would be preferable if you give me the exact fare since it is still early in the day”
One of the passengers spoke
"My child, we are going to Badagry, kindly drive there right away"
He slammed the brakes!
He switched on the inner light of the bus
They were in Ikorodu, his route was Ikorodu-Ketu-Mile 12
He usually plied this route 8 times to and fro before the end of his shift
He already had an expected financial target
Badagry was basically a journey from one extreme end of the state to another
The roads were very poor and his conductor didn’t call “Badagry” for the passengers!
He looked backwards from the driver’s seat
He saw a sea of white
He looked at the two passengers seated beside him
The passengers were also dressed in white
Some of them were holding local rattles, others were holding local totems
He closed his mouth
He had carried traditional idol worshippers
Worshippers of gods and demons armed with serious juju power
They were so powerful that despite the advent of Christianity in Ikorodu, they had clung to their fetish beliefs
As an institution, they insisted on doing the “Oro” ritual
A ritual that forbade women from coming outside their homes for as long as seven days
In a metropolitan state where people live everywhere and work everywhere!
They didn’t care!
Demonic invocations are a big deal to them, even the state had to cave in to their demands
Human sacrifices, money making rituals and other demonic works were their field of expertise
They were said to have the ability to command instant insanity on anybody they deemed rude
His child was still very young
He apologized to them, looked forward and drove on
He didn’t dare say what he wanted to say earlier!
Deep in his mind he started thinking
How could he escape from this quagmire?
Didn’t his conductor notice these people were fetish before picking them up?
Now that he had been commanded to embark on a 102.9 KM journey
How would he fuel the vehicle?
How would he make it back to base before 12 noon?
His conductor was equally silent
Common sense dawned on both of them in the name of fear
Any wrong word and they both could have their destinies truncated by the advocates of evil
He drove on
The passengers spoke amongst themselves
He garnered that they were having a traditional deity worship occasion at Badagry
They were all members of the same cult, the initiates!
The man who spoke earlier said “Driver, when you get us to Badagry, you will wait until we are done and drive us back to Ikorodu”
He could only nod
His voice had crouched into a hole and hidden its face
He could hear his conductor swallowing hard
That day was a total loss already!
Apart from the immediate financial loss, the backlash from not returning the bus to the owner on time might be that he and his conductor would lose their spot in the driving chain!
He desperately needed the money and the job
"God please, in any way you can, please help us!" He prayed
They left Ikorodu behind!
He branched into a petrol station
He summoned courage
“Sirs and Mas, the fuel in the bus is not sufficient to take us to Badagry, could you please pay us something to buy fuel”
The passengers looked at one another and started laughing
“Let this bus run out of fuel and see if you will ever see your little daughter again!” their spokesman said
They already knew he had a daughter!
He apologized and drove to the fuel pump
He spent all the money he had on him on fuel
He needed to see the nightmare through in one piece
They got to Ketu
He turned to his conductor and asked if there was still more space
The conductor said there was space for one more
He said it is better they pick one more passenger who would pay so that they can use the passenger’s fare to buy more fuel along the way!
The conductor started calling “Oshodi – Mile 2”
The young man in jeans and T-Shirt had been at a vigil all night
He had an 8AM meeting in Festac
He decided it would be wise not to drive since he had not had much sleep
He walked to the bus stop
Flagged down a bus calling Oshodi-Mile 2
The bus stopped
The bus took off after he settled down
He said “Good Morning”
The conductor replied “Good morning sir”
The spokesperson of the traditional worshippers’ also responded “Good morning, my son”
The young man in Jeans and T-shirt turned around, noticed that every other person in the bus were idol worshippers
The atmosphere suddenly became charged
The driver’s hands vibrated
Goose pimples everywhere
Nobody could explain what was happening in the metaphysical realm but in the physical realm, this happened:
The young man in Jeans and T-Shirt got provoked
Young man in Jeans and T-Shirt: Who is your son? Who is your son? Do you know who I am? I am your Father! Driver park this bus.
By this time they had gotten to Ojota Bus stop
The driver parked into one of the fuel stations
Young man in Jeans and T-Shirt: All of you, get down now!
The driver couldn’t believe it
The conductor couldn’t believe it
Did this young boy want to die? Did he know he was talking to the ancestors, the deities, the priests and priesesses of the land?
These are powerful witches and wizards, the initiates who are able to do and undo
This young man was in soup already!
All the traditional worshipers! All 16 of them remained silent
Young man in Jeans and T-Shirt: Conductor, open the door
Conductor opened the door
The traditional worshipers started disembarking one after the other with alacrity
After all of them had alighted, their spokesperson said “We are very sorry sir” to the young man in Jeans and T-Shirt
Young man in Jeans and T-Shirt: Apology accepted.
The driver and the conductor drove off
The driver thanked the young man in Jeans and T-Shirt, explaining his ordeal since 5AM
The driver was happy God answered his prayer
The young man in Jeans and T-Shirt said he was simply provoked by the fact that one of them called him “My son”
How could Belial call Jesus his son?
The driver and conductor picked fresh passengers at Oshodi and refused to collect transport fare from the young man in Jeans and T-Shirt
Above all, they were so impressed by the power of God that they gave their lives to Jesus that there and then. The young man in Jeans and T-Shirt assured them such people would never board their bus again because they now bear upon their bodies the mark of our Lord Jesus Christ
PS: This event happened in Lagos Nigeria, 2009
The young man in Jeans and T-Shirt was 2 years old as a believer at the time
If you are a believer reading this, stop acting and thinking as if you are a victim
If you are reading this as an unbeliever, there is no other power outside of Jesus. If you really want to be powerful, accept Jesus today
And if you are a witch, wizard, juju man, necromancer, demon possessed, suppressed or oppressed in any way and you believe you need help to be liberated from these bondage call on the name of Jesus now!!!