Storytime with Ude, Carrefour Abattoir, Douala (2026)

17/06/2025

CHAPTER 6: Revival

After the revelation, Pastor Emmanuel's demeanor changed. He no longer pandered to Rachel's whims, instead standing firm in his convictions. At home, their conversations turned tense as he spoke truth to power, refusing to compromise his message for her approval.

In church, Pastor Emmanuel's sermons took on a new level of passion and conviction. He preached with authority, unapologetic about the truths he shared. The congregation responded, and Zoey found herself drawn to the ministry like never before.

As she attended more services, Zoey discovered a depth to Pastor Emmanuel's character she hadn't seen before. She realized he wasn't a hypocrite, but a man committed to his faith and calling. Her admiration turned to devotion, and she became an active member of the church by joining the evangelism department and also she became actively in charge of the youth ministry. As she drew Clo to pastor Emmanuel, she got to know him better and found out more about the principles he upholds.She was always on a mutual ground with mama Rachel they never became close and their bond was never strong. There was nothing special about Zoey in the eyes of Mama Rachel she was just like any other member in church.

Rachel, however, grew increasingly agitated. She felt Pastor Emmanuel's newfound assertiveness as a personal attack, and their marriage suffered. The tension between them was palpable, with Rachel's anger and frustration boiling over into arguments.

Despite the challenges, Pastor Emmanuel remained resolute. He knew he couldn't compromise his calling, no matter the cost. But the cost was high. At home, Rachel's behavior made life unbearable. Sleepless nights followed heated arguments, and Pastor Emmanuel often found himself seeking refuge in the church.

Some nights, exhaustion forced him to sleep in the church office, rather than face the turmoil at home. It was a difficult path, but he refused to abandon his calling. The question was, how long could he endure the strain on his marriage and personal life.

The tension between Pastor Emmanuel and Rachel had been building for weeks, but tonight it erupted into a fierce argument. Rachel's anger and frustration boiled over as she confronted him in their living room after service on a Wednesday.

"You're killing the church, Emmanuel!" Rachel's voice was shrill, her eyes blazing with fury. "The influential people are leaving, the seeds aren't as high as they used to be... what's happening to you? Have you lost sight of our vision?"

Pastor Emmanuel stood firm, his jaw set in determination. "I'm preaching the truth, Rachel. I'm not going to compromise God's word for the sake of growth or money. We can't build our ministry on lies and manipulation."

Rachel's face twisted in disgust. "You're being stubborn and foolish. We have bills to pay, a reputation to maintain... do you think God wants us to suffer because of your convictions? You're throwing away everything we've worked for."

"I'm not throwing anything away," Pastor Emmanuel replied, his voice calm but firm. "I'm standing for what God has called me to do. If people leave because they're not hungry for the truth, then maybe they're not the kind of people we should be reaching out to."

Rachel's anger turned to venom. "You're so self-righteous, Emmanuel. You think you're the only one who knows what's best for this church? I'm your wife, your partner... don't I have a say in this?"

"You're my wife, but you're not my spiritual leader," Pastor Emmanuel said, his words cutting. "God is my leader, and I'm following Him, not you."

The argument escalated, with both sides refusing to yield. Rachel's words cut deep, but Pastor Emmanuel wouldn't budge. He knew he was standing for what was right.

"You're so focused on your calling that you've forgotten about our family," Rachel spat. "Our marriage is suffering, and you don't even care."

"My calling is not just about me," Pastor Emmanuel replied, his voice rising. "It's about serving God and His people. If our marriage is suffering, it's because you're not supporting me in what God has called me to do."

In a fit of rage, Rachel's hand flew across Pastor Emmanuel's face, the slap echoing through the room. The shock and pain were immediate, but Pastor Emmanuel's expression remained resolute.

Without a word, he turned and walked out of the house, the cool night air a welcome respite from the tension. He made his way to the church, seeking refuge in the familiar surroundings.

As he sat in his office, the silence and stillness enveloped him, a stark contrast to the turmoil at home. Pastor Emmanuel felt a mix of emotions: sadness, frustration, and a deep sense of resolve. He knew he'd made the right decision, but the cost was higher than he'd anticipated.

As Pastor Emmanuel sat in his office, lost in thought, the silence was broken by a faint rustling sound coming from the church hall. His curiosity piqued, he rose from his chair and walked towards the hall, his footsteps echoing through the empty corridors.

As he entered the hall, he was met with a sight that touched his heart. Zoey sat alone, surrounded by open Bibles, notebooks, and scattered papers. Her eyes were fixed intently on the scriptures, her face illuminated only by the soft glow of the overhead lights.

Pastor Emmanuel's face softened with a gentle smile as he approached her. "Zoey,what brings you here tonight?" he asked, his voice low and soothing, breaking the silence.

Zoey looked up, her eyes locking onto Pastor Emmanuel's, and for a moment, they just stared at each other. "I've been praying and fasting for my family, sir," she replied, her voice filled with conviction, her words barely above a whisper. "My parents have been arguing a lot, and I want God to grant them understanding."

Pastor Emmanuel nodded, his expression filled with empathy. "That's a noble endeavor, Zoey. Hold tight to God; He's faithful." He paused, studying her determined face. "How long have you been fasting and praying?"

Zoey hesitated for a moment before answering, "Since Monday, sir. I plan to continue until I feel a breakthrough."

As they spoke, Zoey couldn't help but notice the weariness etched on Pastor Emmanuel's face. His eyes, usually bright and encouraging, seemed clouded with tears, and his usual confidence seemed shaken. She sensed that something was amiss, but she didn't feel comfortable probing further.

Pastor Emmanuel, too, was taken aback by Zoey’s dedication. He felt a sense of comfort in her presence, a reminder that he wasn't alone in his struggles. For a brief moment, their shared burdens seemed to bridge the gap between them, and he felt a sense of connection he hadn't felt in a long time.

As they parted ways, Pastor Emmanuel returned to his office, feeling a sense of hope he hadn't felt in days. Maybe, just maybe, this chance encounter would be the catalyst for a deeper connection with Zoey– and a renewed sense of purpose for himself. He sat back in his chair, his eyes fixed on the door, wondering what other surprises the night might hold. ***

The next morning, Zoey got to school and taught her classes with her usual enthusiasm. When lunchtime rolled around, she met up with her friend Glory at the canteen. As they sat down with their meals, Zoey turned to Glory with heartfelt gratitude.

"I'm so glad you encouraged me to give Shepherd's Assembly another chance," she said, her eyes shining with sincerity. "I was on the verge of giving up, but your words stuck with me. Now, I feel like I'm exactly where I'm meant to be."

Glory smiled warmly, her expression reflecting her genuine happiness for Zoey. "I knew you'd see it," she said. "Pastor Emmanuel's messages are powerful, and the community there is amazing. You've found your tribe, Zoey."

Zoey nodded enthusiastically, her face lighting up with excitement. "I love Pastor Emmanuel's sermons. He's so passionate about the gospel, and it resonates with me." She paused, her expression turning serious. "But yesterday, I saw him in church, and he didn't seem alright. He looked troubled, like something was weighing heavily on his mind."

Glory's expression turned thoughtful, her brow furrowed in concern. "Sometimes men of God go through their own struggles, their own 'wahalas,' that they can't really share. People are looking up to them, so they have to maintain a certain image."

Zoey's heart went out to Pastor Emmanuel. She couldn't imagine what he might be going through. "I feel so sad for him," she said softly. "What could be troubling him so much? He's such a wonderful pastor, and his heart for God is evident in everything he does."

Glory nodded in agreement. "He's an amazing pastor, and we're all blessed to have him."

Without another word, the two friends joined hands, and Zoey initiated a silent prayer for Pastor Emmanuel. Glory followed suit, her eyes closed in reverence. The canteen's bustling atmosphere faded into the background as they prayed, their focus solely on lifting Pastor Emmanuel up to God.

After they finished praying, Glory spoke up, her voice barely above a whisper. "I hope it's not marital issues." Zoey shook her head, her expression thoughtful. "I don't think it can’t be. Mummy Rachel seems like a supportive wife. They're always smiling and affectionate with each other."

Glory raised an eyebrow, a hint of skepticism in her expression. "You never can tell what's going on behind closed doors. You can't boast that a marriage is perfect until you're in that marriage." She paused, then waved her hand dismissively. "But who am I to speculate?"

As they finished their lunch, Zoey couldn't shake off the feeling that Pastor Emmanuel needed their prayers more than ever. She hoped that God would soon intervene and bring him peace, lifting the burdens that weighed him down. "Let's keep praying for him," she said to Glory. "I feel like he needs our support now ” Glory nodded in agreement.

To be continued….💕

10/06/2025

CHAPTER 5: Behind Closed Doors

Pastor Emmanuel sat in the opulent living room of their upscale mansion, surrounded by lavish furnishings and artwork that reflected their refined taste. The soft glow of the evening sun cast a warm ambiance, illuminating the spacious area. He waited patiently for his wife, Rachel, to serve dinner, his eyes occasionally drifting to the elegant chandelier above the dining table.

Rachel, busy in the kitchen, was orchestrating the preparation of their evening meal with precision. As a member of one of Nigeria's most influential prophetic families, she was accustomed to luxury and refinement. Her father, Prophet Owuah, was a renowned figure with a massive following of over 6,000 members at his Redemption Ministries. The weight of her family's legacy and expectations often influenced her decisions and actions.

The aroma of exquisite cuisine wafted from the kitchen, teasing Pastor Emmanuel's senses and building his anticipation for the meal ahead. Despite their affluence, their home felt strangely quiet, devoid of the laughter and playful noise of children.

As Rachel emerged from the kitchen, carrying a tray laden with delicacies, Pastor Emmanuel's eyes lit up with appreciation. The table was set with fine china and crystal glasses, reflecting the elegance of their lifestyle. Tonight, would they discuss church matters, family expectations, or their personal aspirations? The evening held promise, but only time would reveal.

Pastor Emmanuel had married Rachel with calculated optimism. He knew she came from a wealthy and influential family, and her father's reputation as a prominent prophet could be a catalyst for his own ministry's growth. Their courtship had been brief, lasting only three months, but the connection felt right. The introduction had come through their spiritual fathers, who were close friends, and the decision to marry had been made with a sense of divine alignment.

Rachel's background and family ties offered more than just social standing; she brought knowledge and experience in ministerial ethics, gained from watching her father's ministry up close. Pastor Emmanuel hoped her expertise would help him navigate the complexities of leading a congregation and expand his reach.

Their marriage was a strategic partnership, built on mutual respect and shared goals. Pastor Emmanuel believed Rachel's support would be instrumental in propelling his ministry to new heights. As they sat down to dinner, he couldn't help but wonder how her father's influence would shape their future together.

Rachel finally breaks the silence…..
“ well to be honest I didn’t like your message of today . It seemed you were speaking directly to me ”
Rachel said, while pouring wine into her husband’s glass.
“ Hahahhahaahah beb….! Off course not . Why would you even think that way” ?
Emmanuel said while romancing her hands.Then they continued eating while discussing issues of the church.

As their marriage had progressed, Pastor Emmanuel soon discovered that Rachel's devotion to God was not as genuine as he had initially thought. Her priorities lay elsewhere – in the realm of prosperity and material wealth. She favored sermons that emphasized financial breakthroughs and success, often subtly pressuring Pastor Emmanuel to tailor his messages accordingly.

However, Pastor Emmanuel's conviction and calling wouldn't allow him to compromise. He knew that twisting the gospel to fit Rachel's preferences would betray his faith and undermine his integrity. Yet, he was aware of what was at stake if their marriage crashed – his reputation, his ministry, and the influence Rachel's family wielded.

To maintain peace, Pastor Emmanuel walked a delicate balance. He pampered Rachel, catering to her needs and desires while gently steering their ministry toward spiritual growth and biblical truth. When she disagreed with his sermons, he found ways to soften the blow, attributing his messages to divine guidance rather than personal conviction.

The tension between them simmered just below the surface, a constant reminder that their marriage was a complex web of love, faith, and compromise. Pastor Emmanuel's resolve was tested daily, but he remained determined to stay true to his calling, even if it meant navigating the challenges of his marriage with care and diplomacy.

That night, as Pastor Emmanuel lay in bed, he felt an unshakeable stirring in his spirit. As he drifted off to sleep, he was enveloped in a vivid vision that seemed more real than his physical surroundings. In the revelation, God's voice spoke to him with clarity and conviction, piercing his heart like a sharp arrow.

"You have been compromising My word for the sake of your marriage," the voice said, each word hanging in the air like a challenge. "You have allowed your wife's preferences to influence your ministry, watering down the truth and prioritizing prosperity over purity of doctrine. This is not pleasing to Me."

Pastor Emmanuel felt a surge of conviction wash over him, like a wave crashing against the shore. He knew he had been walking a fine line, trying to balance his marriage and ministry, but God's words cut deep, revealing the truth he had been trying to ignore or rationalize.

"You are not handling My sheep as I have commanded," the voice continued, the tone firm but loving. "You are prioritizing your wife's desires over the needs of the congregation, failing to feed them the spiritual food they need to grow. This is not the leadership I called you to; you are called to lead with integrity, courage, and obedience to My Word."

The revelation shook Pastor Emmanuel to his core, like an earthquake shaking the foundations of a building. He knew he had to make a change, to realign his priorities and refocus on his calling. He couldn't continue to pamper his wife at the expense of his ministry, compromising God's truth to avoid conflict or maintain peace.

As the vision faded, Pastor Emmanuel felt a weight settle upon him, a sense of responsibility and accountability. He knew he had been fearful of confrontation, fearful of losing his marriage or damaging his relationship with Rachel. But God's words echoed in his mind like a mantra: "Set your purpose straight with your wife... lead My people with integrity."

Pastor Emmanuel knew what he had to do. He had to have a difficult conversation with Rachel, one that would require courage, wisdom, and love. The question was, would he have the courage to follow through, to stand firm in his convictions and prioritize his calling, even if it meant facing resistance or pushback from his wife? Only time would tell.

To be continued….. ❤️

02/06/2025

CHAPTER 4: A CHANGE OF HEART

The mid-week service was held in a smaller, more intimate setting - a dimly lit hall with soft, warm lighting that created a sense of closeness. The walls were adorned with subtle, inspirational quotes, bible scriptures and also the commissions vision/ mission and the air was filled with the faint scent of incense. The seats were arranged in a semicircle, fostering a sense of community and connection among the attendees.

Pastor Emmanuel stood confidently at the wooden pulpit, his voice resonating through the hall as he shared a message focused on building a genuine relationship with God, beyond superficial displays of faith. Behind him, a large screen displayed lyrics and scriptures, adding depth to the service.

Zoey sat near the front, her eyes fixed on the pastor as she listened intently. Her eyes reflected a mix of curiosity and introspection as she absorbed his words. As the pastor spoke, Zoey felt a stirring in her heart, beginning to realize her faith had been influenced by external pressures and expectations rather than a personal connection with God.

The atmosphere was calm and contemplative, with attendees fully engaged in the service. The hall's peaceful ambiance created a sense of stillness, allowing Zoey to reflect on her faith and spiritual journey.

Pastor Emmanuel, 36, stood confidently at the pulpit, as he went on with his message . adjacent to the pulpit , his wife, Rachel, a stunning 27-year-old woman with piercing brown eyes and raven-black hair, beamed with pride. Her elegant attire complemented her warm smile, and her eyes sparkled as she gazed at her husband, exuding an aura of support and devotion that was almost palpable.

Her name was Rachel, and she was the epitome of a supportive pastor's wife. In front of the congregation, she always wore a bright smile, her eyes shining with admiration for her husband as he preached about building a genuine relationship with God. However, Rachel's heart wasn't in it; she preferred sermons that emphasized prosperity and success, the kind that filled the church with hopeful believers eager to receive a breakthrough. As she listened to her husband's words, she nodded along, her expression a testament to her supposed agreement, but her mind wandered to the church's finances, the latest donation drives, and the potential for growth and expansion.

The other shepherds, seated in rows behind the pastoral couple, looked up to Pastor Emmanuel and Rachel as role models, admiring their unity and dedication to their faith. They saw a couple who seemed to embody the very essence of Christian marriage, their love and respect for each other evident in every glance and gesture.

However, little did the congregation know that this loving and supportive facade hid a shocking truth. Behind closed doors, Rachel's mask slipped, revealing a woman consumed by ambition, resentment, and secrets that could shatter the very foundation of their marriage and the church they loved. She didn't truly believe in her husband's calling, and the disparity between her public persona and private doubts was suffocating. The pressure to maintain the illusion of a perfect marriage and a unified vision for the church was taking its toll. The question was: how long could she keep up the charade? The pastoral couples had no child yet . God was still to bless them with the fruits of the womb….. well so we thought!

As the service drew to a close, Pastor Emmanuel gave a final blessing, and the congregation stood to their feet, singing a closing hymn. As the music faded away, the hall began to empty, with members greeting each other warmly and exchanging pleasantries.

Pastor Emmanuel, however, remained at the pulpit, scanning the crowd with a discerning eye. His gaze landed on Zoey, still seated near the front, lost in thought. He beckoned to one of the ushers, whispering a request.

"Please ask the lady in white , pointing at Zoey to stay behind. I'd like to speak with her privately."

The usher nodded and discreetly approached Zoey, relaying the pastor's request. Zoey looked surprised but nodded, her eyes meeting Pastor Emmanuel's across the hall.

As the crowd dispersed, Pastor Emmanuel and Rachel made their way to a small office behind the altar waiting for Zoey to join them. The atmosphere was calm and serene, filled with the scent of old books and polished wood.

What would Pastor Emmanuel discuss with Zoey? Would it be about her faith, her struggles, or something more profound? The anticipation hung in the air like a gentle promise.

To be continued…💕

02/06/2025

Chapter 4 drops today

31/05/2025

Pastor Emmanuel’s Adversities 😭😭😭😭😭
Slide in and discover the struggles of a supposed genuine servant of God

26/05/2025

The classroom was abuzz with nervous energy, filled with rows of neatly arranged desks, each one sporting a fresh notebook and a sharpened pencil. The fluorescent lights overhead cast a bright, yet slightly harsh glow, illuminating the expectant faces of the students, who sat with a mix of excitement and apprehension. The air was thick with the scent of fresh paper and the murmur of tentative conversations.

As the door swung open, a beautiful young woman stepped into the room, her presence commanding attention. Her elegant attire – a tailored blouse and a pencil skirt that fell just above her knees – exuded confidence and poise, putting the students at ease. Her dark hair was styled in loose waves, framing her heart-shaped face and brightening her features. As she began to introduce herself, her soft, melodious accent seemed to weave a spell of enchantment, drawing the students in with its gentle cadence.

"Welcome, everyone, to our first day of class," she said, her voice warm and inviting. "I'm thrilled to be your English language teacher for this academic year , and I'm looking forward to exploring this subject together."I will encourage you all to take the subject seriously as it a very important subject. It may interest you to know that this subject, helps navigate all your other subjects. Her words dripped like honey, rich and smooth, and the students were captivated not just by what she said, but by the way she said it – each syllable rolling off her tongue like music, each phrase expertly crafted to convey meaning and emphasis.

As she wrote her name on the blackboard with a piece of chalk that screeched softly against the surface, it read ….Miss Muma Zoey Akis the students' eyes widened in admiration. They listened intently, their faces filled with curiosity, as she outlined the course syllabus and expectations. The room was alive with the energy of possibility, and the young woman at the front was the guide, leading her students through the uncharted territory of the term with ease and clarity. As the class progressed, the students' initial nervousness gave way to engagement, and soon they were all fully absorbed in the world of ideas she was creating for them.
Zoey after about 2H:30 Minutes managed to create a good first impression. The lower sixth students of Government Bilingual High School Sodiku already felt deeply in love with her and most especially her method of teaching. The students in their usual murmurs, already started comparing her to their ex language teacher and even other teachers. The students were satisfied with the class to the point where even those who had no intentions of offering English language, soon began changing their minds.
Minutes later , Zoey was out of the class and she had to retire to the staff room.
She stepped into the Staffroom and it wasn’t bad at all she immediately choose a locker where she parked her necessary things. Then she sat on one of the chairs in the Staffroom, brought out her phone and dialed a number it was registered “ Glo boo”the phone rang on the other side for about 10 seconds and then the receiver picked up :
“ Hey girl i have been in school since morning haven’t seen you around” Zoey said in her usual voice. Then there was a respond :“ oh I’m sorry boo give me about 5 minutes I will be with you in the Staffroom.
It Was Glory . Glory has been Zoey’s childhood friend from way back they practically grew up together as sisters since they Father’s were best friends as well . Glory has been a close friend of the family and she knew everything about Zoey’s life and her family life as well. They only got separated after their years in ENS Bambili since they had to work in separate towns Zoey was posted in Kumba in the southwest region while Glory has always been in the city of Douala. Faith brought them back as Zoey applied for a transfer which by grace of course it was granted. Glory was so excited to have her best friend with her working in the same School. During Zoey’s days of settling in the city of Douala, hadn’t returned from Holiday so this would be their first meeting in a very long time . Though their relationship has always been intact because they kept close communication and saw each other during holiday in Yaoundé where their both families are settled.
In few minutes Glory showed …..

As they stood facing each other, the years of separation melted away, and they were transported back to a time when life was simpler. They exchanged warm smiles, and their eyes sparkled with a mix of nostalgia and excitement. One Zoey's eyes widened as she took in the familiar yet unfamiliar face before her. She had imagined this moment countless times, but nothing compared to the real thing. She felt a lump form in her throat as she gazed at the person who had been her partner in laughter, adventures, and secrets. While Glory’s face lit up with joy, and her bright smile brought back fond memories of their late-night conversations, shared dreams, and mutual support.

As they hugged each other tightly, the awkwardness of their long separation dissipated. They held each other at arm's length, taking in the changes time had brought. They exchanged warm, tender smiles, and their eyes shone with unshed tears.

"It's really you," Glory whispered, her voice trembling with emotion.

"I've missed you so much," Zoey replied, her voice filled with warmth.

In that moment, the distance between them vanished, and they were once again two inseparable friends, connected by a deep and abiding bond .
“ Girl ….. you’re glowing ” Glory said smiling at all angles of her face.
“ Hahaha you not serious….. well as you know it’s GOD
“ Euuuhhhhhmmmmm….. ”Glory snitched while holding her best friend’s hands
“ You’re not looking bad yourself actually I think Douala is treating you well” Zoey said.
After their little conversation, Glory had to return to class while Zoey retired home for the day. Glory promised to visit her in the evening and Zoey is excited about it because she was fun of Glory . She shared a lot with her and was comfortable discussing anything with Glory she’d grown to love her like a sister she had never had .
Glory was equally a lover of Christ . She had , had her own personal encounters even though her relationship with Zoey was actually one of the reasons why her love for God increase because she admired her friend. When she got to the city of Douala she found herself a perfect play of worship and ever since she joined that commission her life and spiritual life has been moving from glory to glory . She enjoyed the messages preached by her spiritual father and she felt fulfilled each time she’s attending fellowship. She feels that her pastor is genuine. She grew in faith and built a stronger bond with God . Zoey had no idea that her friend had actually been taking her journey with Christ seriously until …. Glory came visiting later that evening.

Zoey sat comfortably on her plush couch, surrounded by the warm glow of soft lighting in her cozy living room. Her eyes were fixed on the screen as a Christian movie played, its message resonating deeply with her. Suddenly, the door opened, and her Glory walked in, a bright smile on her face. "Hey, what's girl what’s up?" she asked, noticing the movie. Zoey smiled, inviting her friend to join her, and Glory sits while Zoey goes into the kitchen to get her a drink. In few minutes Zoey return with Glory’s favorite beverage. The two girls catch up on old times while watching the movie
“ So tell me how has Douala been treating so far ?” Glory asked
“Well well…. Not bad just the heat that’s why I couldn’t wait to install the Air conditioners cause it’s really really terrible ”
“ Ashia big Mami some of us here are use to the heat already ” .
“ yeah yeah you should be, I mean you’ve been in Douala for about three years ”
After so much talking and talking Glory soon remembers there’s a program coming up in their church and she saw it as a perfect opportunity to invite Zoey hoping that the message will get her to stay permanently.
“ Oh oh oh before I forget I have a special invitation for you ….” Glory said with much excitement.
While Zoey sat still waiting anxiously for her friend to spill.

As her friend handed her the church invitation flyer, she took it with a mix of curiosity and hesitation. The bold headline caught her attention: "Shepherds Assembly presents three days of Incredible miracles…". Her eyes widened in surprise as she realized it was the same church she had attended just the previous Sunday. She had left feeling underwhelmed and uninspired, but her friend's enthusiasm was palpable.

She looked up at her friend, noticing the genuine excitement in her eyes. How could they be experiencing the same church so differently? It seemed her friend's spiritual life had flourished, while she had felt stagnant. A wave of questions flooded her mind, and she couldn't help but wonder what she had missed.

As she flipped the flyer over, a picture of the man of God and his wife caught her attention. She was taken aback by the couple's warm smiles and genuine aura. The man exuded a sense of peace and authority, while his wife radiated kindness.

She couldn't help but feel a sense of respect, noticing the stability and harmony in their relationship. "Wow, they seem really settled," she said, her tone filled with admiration.

Her friend nodded enthusiastically, "Yes, they truly live out their faith. I've learned so much from their teachings." See girl I can tell you for a fact that their teachings have truly shaped my mind.

The contrast between her previous experience and her friend's testimony sparked curiosity. Maybe there was more to this church than she initially thought. She looked at her friend with newfound interest, eager to hear more about her journey.

“Zoey”… Glory asked: Why do you look so shocked? What’s wrong? I know how skeptical you are when it comes to churches and their doctrine. But sis , you see how proud you’re of me now? and how much I have attain as far as my ride with God is concerned , It’s 80% of their help guidance and teachings . Honestly, God has used them especially Pastor Emmanuel to help my life . Hummmmm I mean could you ever imagine that I would some day come out of my shell?
Zoey listened to her speak and wonders within her self a lot of things running through her mind at some she thought if it was really necessary to Glory about her visit and experience at Shepherds Assembly.
As she listened to her friend's glowing praise about the church, she found herself intrigued. Her friend's words painted a vivid picture of a vibrant community, filled with love, support, and spiritual growth. She couldn't help but wonder what had resonated with her friend that hadn't with her.

Questions swirled in her mind: Was it the pastor's teaching style? The community's warmth? The worship experience? She pondered the differences in their experiences, searching for clues.

Her friend's enthusiasm was infectious, and she felt a spark of curiosity ignite within her. Maybe this church wasn't just about the Sunday service; maybe there was more to explore. She leaned in, asking her friend questions, eager to understand what had made such a profound impact on her life.
Then she resolved to telling her friend the truth:
“ Ok boo I’m going to be honest with you …. ”
Glory listened with anxiousness written all over her face as Zoey continued…..
Actually I was at this church last Sunday … u know I hate staying on Sunday so I got dressed stepped out and that was were my legs carried me to …..” while she’s still explaining excited Glory jumped up to her feet in intense jubilation…As her friend revealed she had attended the same church the previous Sunday, her face lit up with excitement as she shakes her body stylishly singing , her eyes shining with joy, exclaiming, "This isn't just a coincidence! God brought you there for a reason. It's a sign that He wants you to be part of this church, to experience the miracles, profound teachings and love that we've encountered." Her enthusiasm was contagious, and she radiated a sense of certainty, as if she had received a direct message from God. "This is divine appointment, not just chance.
“ You didn’t even wait for me to give the full story things like that are not just concluded on ” Zoey said in a mid serious mood.
“ What other sign do u need I have been worshipping there for quite a while now and the results are visible so what else do you need? ”

“ Anyway , maybe I judged that church too soon”
Zoey said while smiling at her friend just to get rid of the approaching tension.

“ Exactly! Glory exclaimed.
“ Alright so tell me when do you guys have mid week services? ” Zoey inquired.
“ Good girl ! That’s what I expect from you . Emmmm… Wednesday Bible studies, Friday miracle service, Saturday choir practice In fact workers meeting…. Then Sunday, is our Sunday supper service.

“ …. I see ” Zoey said while nodding. Then she continued: okay let’s see how it goes I think I would I attend the mid week service on at least for now til I hear from God.

“ great ! I love the sound of that.
The two girls soon spent the entire movie watching series of Christian movies later Zoey had to call a ride for her friend . She beat her farewell and they planned on seeing each other in church in a day after the next day . Zoey retired to her room had a short prayer and went to bed .

To be continued…..

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