I and my sister went for a church program one evening. When we got there, we were told by a man at the entrance that we were late, and we shouldn’t enter.
We explained to him the reasons we came late. Both the true and the untrue ones — all join.
This man still refused to let us in. And that’s how arguement started o. We argued and argued, until finally, others came and begged on our behalf.
Then we entered, and we sha cat-walked to the backseat.
Towards the end of the program, Bible study began. I was already checking time when the leader asked someone to open the Bible to Ephesians chapter 2, verse 21.
No one stood up, so he pointed at my sister. My sis fumbled with the Bible for a while and said she couldn’t see properly cos’ she wasn’t with her glasses.
So the man told her to give the Bible to the next person. Me! I carried the Bible. Shey it’s ordinary to read? Ehn, no wahala. I can read wella.
But my brothers and sisters, imagine my shock when I realized I couldn’t find Ephesians in the Bible. I even flipped through the pages like I was counting money.
I continued like that for good 5 minutes, until the boy sitting beside me whispered the page number to me.
Up till now, I don’t know if it was my village people at work. I think it’s the Lord’s way of telling me I need to join Bible studies.