if witches were horses

A Novel Written By:  Kolade Segun-Okeowo (KSO)

They proceeded straight for Oyinkan’s ward room smiling and gisting silently as they went. Mrs. Paseda smiled as she opened the door, expecting to either meet Oyinkan taking a nap, watching the TV or eating. The sight that greeted the brethren was not only shocking but scary.

Oyinkan was not in the room. The bed had been neatly laid and the room tidied up. Unconsciously, the bag Mrs. Paseda was holding dropped from her hand as she stared at the empty bed!!! Fear gripped her and the other brethren as they stood there staring at one another, unsure of what to say!

The service was rounding up when the bus drove into the premises. Mrs. Duroteye’s voice rang out on the microphone as she gave testimony. She had requested for a special priviledge to give her testimony, so the resident pastor slotted her for the last item on the service for the day. She spared no detail in telling the whole church how she waited in the church for the vigil to start and never bothered to go home again.

She recounted how she was tempted to go back home when she realized that the money on her was not enough only for the Holy Spirit to instruct her to stay. She delved so much into the details that the entire church almost became bored of her testimony. On two occasions, ushers went to give her notes requesting her to round up. Each time she would say “am rounding up”

Words like “in conclusion”, “finally”, “lastly”, “to cut the long story short” “conclusively” featured severally in her testimony. When the Resident Pastor saw that Mrs. Durotoye was not going to drop the microphone on time despite the entreaties from the ushers, he stood and walked up to her smiling.

Mrs. Durotoye got the message, she smiled and dropped the microphone, just then Pastor Kalejaye and his entourage to Onigba-Iwofa came in with Morakinyo. A thunderous ovation greeted their arrival. Most of the church member had not seen Morakinyo in the last six months but had been hearing reports of the exploits God was using Morakinyo to do at Onigba-Iwofa.

Pastor Kalejaye spoke briefly to the congregation and apologized that they returned late from the trip to Onigba-Iwofa. He gave Morakinyo a chance to greet the church. Morakinyo thanked everyone for their massive support and prayers which helped him thus far at Onigba-Iwofa. He announced that he came back home to sort out some issues and will soon be back to the mission field at Onigba-Iwofa.

Gbayike was in the church. Where she sat, she was completely uncomfortable and ashamed of herself as she heard Morakinyo say he “came back home to sort out some issue” She knew her case was one of the issues he had come to sort out.

Her eyes searched around the altar to see if he came with his wife. She couldn’t see the woman and wondered why. Tears swelled up in her eyes again as she imagined what would have happened if she was by Morakinyo’s side on a day like this when the whole church applauded and celebrated him. She brought an handkerchief and wiped her tears.

One of the nurses on duty met Mrs. Paseda and her team at the side ward room in their confused state and offered them an explanation.

The patient in this room had been moved out to the general ward. Her condition has improved, so there was no need keeping her here any longer. Please check her in the Female Ward” The Nurse explained and left.

Mrs. Paseda and the brethren heaved a sigh of relief. Mrs. Paseda had imagined the worst. She was already having wild thoughts as to what could have happened to Oyin. They quickly dashed to the Female general Ward.

Pastor Kalejaye had hardly settled down in his office after the service when the secretary brought the note to him. Pastor frowned at the Secretary and asked. “Mrs. Komolafe, we just came back from a very tasking journey, can’t this wait till Tuesday or Wednesday?”

“Daddy I am sorry Sir. The woman who wrote this was here this morning before the service started. She insisted that this is urgent and has to do with Dr Olagunsoye”

The mention of the Morakinyo’s name awakened a sudden interest in Pastor Kalejaye. His coming to office was to relax a little and have a word with Morakinyo before going home after the service. The Pastor’s wife had left for the parsonage which was just about a hundred metres away from the church auditorium.

Pastor Kalejaye quickly tore through the letter and read. His expression brightened as he read the contents.

“Mrs. Komolafe…Please check Dr Olagunsoye outside, I saw him exchanging pleasantries with some brethren outside just now. Tell him I need his attention”

“Yes Sir” Mrs. Komolafe replied from her office.

The Nurse was right; Oyinkan had been moved to the Female General Ward. They met her there. She smiled broadly at the team as they approached her. Mrs. Paseda was first to greet her as she stretched forth her hands to receive her. She embraced Mrs. Paseda and remained locked in that embrace for another three minutes. Tears were already streaming down her eyes.

The other members of the team also greeted her warmly. They set the various provisions and fruits they had brought for her on her table and started to discuss with her. Oyin stared at the various provisions on the table and the ones brought yesterday which has not been exhausted and wondered the manner of love been shown to her by these new found community of brethren. She wondered what kept her in the Kingdom of darkness for that long and concluded she had wasted a greater part of her life serving the wrong master.

“I brought a Bible for you” Mrs. Paseda said and brought out a beautiful NIV Bible from her bag and handed over to her.

“Ah thank you…Ever since you ministered to me yesterday, my urge to read the Bible became renewed. I wanted to ask you to help me bring one, but I forgot. Thank you, this is very thoughtful of you”

“You’re most welcome…I am happy for you” Mrs. Paseda said smiling.

“I should be thanking you. For the first time in my life since the age of twelve, I slept peacefully and soundly yesterday…No going to meetings in the night, no terrible dreams, no scary figures pursing me in my sleep. I felt a peace that I have never felt before…The devil is wicked….Satan has no good gift…Am happy…Thank you Mrs. Paseda” Oyinkan was already shedding tears again.

Mrs. Paseda moved closer and embraced her again.

“Were you able to make any contact with my husband’s… I mean Dr. Olagunsoye’s church?” Oyinkan asked amidst her tears.

“Yes, I did. I was able to drop a message for the Senior Pastor. I learnt he travelled”

Pastor Kalejaye, Morakinyo and Barrister Wole Olaoye arrived the Teaching Hospital at exactly one O Clock in the afternoon. They made straight for the Accident and Emergency unit as directed by Mrs. Paseda in the note she wrote. Morakinyo identified himself as the husband of the woman who was brought in two days ago. The nurses on duty welcomed him and the men with him. They were subsequently shown the way to the Female General Ward.

Suddenly, Oyinkan eyes shot up. She had seen the Morakinyo enter the ward with the duo of Pastor and Barrister Olaoye. Although she could only identify Morakinyo, she guessed one of the two other men must be the much mentioned Pastor Kalejaye. Mrs. Paseda saw the brightness o her face and turned to look at the direction of the entrance. She saw Morakinyo coming. She was not only shocked but pleasantly surprised at the sight of Morakinyo. In her wildest imagination, she never expected to see Morakinyo but Pastor Kalejaye whom she had met on two occasions before.

Excited at the sight of Morakinyo, Oyinlkan stood from the bed and impulsively embraced him. The reaction on Morakinyo was blank and completely expressionless. He was not sure whether to rejoice or not. He was happy that at last Oyinkan was found but he was sad that a burden of an ungodly marriage had tied him to Oyinkan, a suspected agent of darkness. He greeted Mrs. Paseda warmly and thanked her for getting in touch with the Senior Pastor on time. He then moved closer to Oyinkan who had returned to the bed and checked her for any wound.

“How do you feel now?” Morakinyo asked, unsure of what to say in particular.

“Thank God…He delivered me…Am getting better…Please thank her for me…She led me to Christ and prayed for me” Oyinkan said. The tears had swelled in her eyes again.

Morakinyo turned around and stole a glance at Mrs. Paseda. She nodded in response.

“Dr Olagunsoye…” Morakinyo turned around to see Oyinkan calling her. She had not called her by that name before. She calls him Brother Morakinyo or My Dear since they got married.

“I have offended you and offended you maker. I do not deserve to marry you… I lured you to marry me so I can fulfill my demonic assignment. I was sent to destroy your vision and ministry… I have confessed everything to Mrs. Paseda” Morakinyo looked at Mrs. Paseda again. She nodded again to confirm what Oyin said.

Pasto Kalejaye had taken one of the seats near the patient’s bed and sat to watch the unfolding drama.

“Pastor Kalejaye, please pray for me. I have repented and given my life to Jesus yesterday. I am now ready to serve him genuinely. Please pray for me…The Kingdom I used to belong to will do anything possible to have me back…but I have decided to stay with Jesus forever!!! Please forgive me and pray for me” She started crying again. The tears flowed freely down her cheeks as she kept saying “Am sorry…Am sorry” 

Morakinyo slumped into the second chair and bowed his head in his hands. The situation was becoming knotty and naughty beyond what he expected. Pastor Kalejaye’s mind raced through several verses in the scriptures relevant to the situation a hand.

If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just and will forgive us our sins and purify us from all unrighteousness. 1 John 1:9 

Repent, then, and turn to God, so that your sins may be wiped out, that times of refreshing may come from the Lord. Acts 3:19 

Whoever conceals their sins does not prosper, but the one who confesses and renounces them finds mercy. Proverbs 28:13     

The Lord is not slow in keeping his promise, as some understand slowness. Instead he is patient with you, not wanting anyone to perish, but everyone to come to repentance. 2 Peter 3:9     

But go and learn what this means: ‘I desire mercy, not sacrifice.’ For I have not come to call the righteous, but sinners. Matthew 9:13     

Rend your heart and not your garments. Return to the Lord your God,

for he is gracious and compassionate, slow to anger and abounding in love, and he relents from sending calamity. Joel 2:13

I tell you that in the same way there will be more rejoicing in heaven over one sinner who repents than over ninety-nine righteous persons who do not need to repent.  Luke 15:7     

I have not come to call the righteous, but sinners to repentance. Luke 5:32

In the same way, I tell you, there is rejoicing in the presence of the angels of God over one sinner who repents. Luke 15:10 

“It is not the healthy who need a doctor, but the sick. I have not come to call the righteous, but sinners to repentance.” Luke 5:31-32

Silence reigned in the special ward room where Oyinkan was placed. The Matron from the Accident and Emergency had requested that she be given a special room insisting that her case is indeed special. Suddenly, Pastor Kalejaye rose from his seat and moved closer to Oyinkan.

“The Lord has forgiven you. Who are we not to forgive you? Daughter, The word of the Lord promised remission of sins to every sincere heart who repents!!! You are forgiven in Jesus name… It is well with you”

Pastor Kalejaye prayed for her again. She wept all through the prayer session. Tears also rolled down the cheeks of Morakinyo. He quickly got his handkerchief and wiped the tears.

Pastor Kalejaye spoke to the Nurses on duty and requested for the bill incurred for Oyinkan’s treatment. Necessary files were consulted and the bill was computed. A total of sixty naira was computed as the bill for her treatment. Pastor collected the bill and brought out three twenty naira notes fron his pocket. He gave the money to Morakinyo to go and pay off.

Mrs. Paseda begged Pastor to allow her to go and pay the money instead of Dr. Olagunsoye having to go through the stress of payment at the accounts and collecting drugs for her at the Pharmacy. She volunteered to do all with the assistance of her fellow team members. Pastor Kalejaye thanked and prayed for her. Morakinyo handed over the money to her.

Pastor Kalejaye prayed again for Oyinkan and promised to check on her the following day. Morakinyo also promised to come again. He moved close to her, held her hands lovingly and kissed the back of her hands.

Oyinkan smiled and said “Thank you Sir”

The journey from UCH back to the church seemed like ages. Silence reigned in the bus between Pastor and Morakinyo and Pastor. Moreover, the presence of Adasofunjo; the driver prevented any discussion.  Several thoughts raced through Morakinyo’s mind as he tried to analyse the new twist of events.

‘God what are you doing to me again…?’

‘Why is she repenting at this stage again?’

‘Am I supposed to marry her and continue in this relationship or return to Sister Gbayike..?’

‘Will Sister Gbayike ever accept me again? Won’t she say I have married another sister and so should stick to her?’

‘Now that Oyinkan has repented and genuinely repented…What justifiable reasons do I have to drop her’

‘Genuinely? How am I sure she is not staging a fake show in order to return to my life’

He continued ruminating on the situation until Adasofunjo eased the bus into the Church premises.

Mrs. Durotoye refused to go to her house. Not even the entreaties of Lanre and Akinlolu were enough to persuade her about returning to the house. Her excuse was that the assassins could return again. She insisted that the parsonage was enough for her and the children to stay until normalcy returns to Felele Rab.

Pastor Kalejaye was surprised to see the Durotoyes when he returned with Morakinyo from the Teaching Hospital. His initial plan was to enter the bedroom after lunch and go to bed immediately. The weekend had been a rather long one, from Ibadan to Onigba-Iwofa back to Ibadan and UCH. Returning to meet Mrs. Durotoye was the least he expected. Although annoyed, he did not show it. He simply smiled and greeted the entire family. Morakinyo was with him.

When Morakinyo and Pastor Kalejaye listened to Mrs. Durotoye’s reason for not wanting to return home, they simply laughed. Pastor Kalejaye encouraged her to return home as there will be no problem. Morakinyo also encouraged and announced his intention to stay with the Durotoye’s until he decides to return to Onigba-Iwofa.

Encouraged by the Pastor’s prayer and Morakinyo’s willingness to stay with her family, Mrs. Durotoye agreed to return to the house.

Gbayike’s attempts to take a nap after returning to the house from church that afternoon failed woefully. She tossed from one side of the bed to the other. She had carefully avoided seeing meeting Morakinyo after the church service. The Pastor had hardly finished the final prayer when she bolted out of the church and took the back gate out of the church compound.

Several thoughts fought for space in her mind.

‘Morakinyo can never come back for me….except his wife in the village dies’

To be continued in Episode 36

4 thoughts on “IF WITCHES WERE HORSES… Episode 35

  1. Indeed the inspiration to write the story is from above and I am sure it will revive many Christians as it has done for me. My prayer for us all is that we will finish well and finish strong in the mighty Name of Jesus.
    Well done Sir, God’s own General.
    More grace and anointing!


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