Must Read: The Non-Traditional Church

Episode 7 years ago

Must Read: The Non-Traditional Church

By classy I mean; he wore an oxford man shoe, bling bling on his neck, golden wristwatch on his wrist, rings on his fingers and some other things I couldn’t explain. The stupid thought of what I’ve accumulated overtime came rushing, as in; why would a pastor dress like this? |baffled|, aah! , this must be the sign of end days ooo, the love of money over the love of God will reign even inside the church.

Thank God for Adesida’s communication stuffs, I corrected the bad thought with “judge the book not by its cover”. So I sha sat down expecting the worst |pessimist aye|.

I didn’t really follow most of what he was saying, as I was busy looking for my kissing partner, abi, man no go sha lose twice for one event. Then all of a sudden, people started laughing, |ah ah, ki lo se awon eleyii na|.

Thus I was curious like those gentiles that was looking at peter and co. on the Pentecost day, and so I pay close attention.

Na how he start be that ooo, that they are filled with holy spirit, that when he went to Akungba people were confused when they start laughing, that the previous venue he was using was beside a paraga joint and that passerby often think they’re maybe drunkards having fun. So what’s so funny nah? |frowned|, he said they were laughing because God has revealed the deeds of the devil. |ooohkay|
I was still trying to relate with the reason, unexpectedly; they all jumped on their feet, stomping the ground with it, and moving as though they wanna ski, ah ah, abi which kind church be this one…everyone here to me is mad ooo, abi see my own brother desanmi laughing and looking demented. Normally, I like laughing, it’s my hobby, but I couldn’t here, this is absurd…they sha kept stomping, laughing, and ski-ing even without ice |e sa ni wole mo Sharon hotel lori|. It seemed like forever, at some point I thought of faking laughter, I don’t wanna be left out of this their excitement, thank God it end at last, see all of them sweating.

I con be the looker, no distraction no more, I wanna know what’s going on, so he started the words, fluent, sooth, calm, catchy his voice was, I was so engrossed that everything was dope. At the end of the programme, no newcomer bullshit, food con dey, Balotelli my guy sef dey, I hail my padii, it so happened that the pastor na the elder bro of a friend-of-a-friend |you know > just acquaintance|, no kissing kissing at the end ooo buh at least the service was memorable and eventful.

I have been there for another service after that, still consistent, I laughed this time around but not like them of course, even now at the thought of Pastor Harry’s “The Refinery Church”; I’m filled with laughter and mirth, what a church! Alas, the cycle is broken, this church is so far my definition of a non-traditional church. |smilewinking|***

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