Lekki Sisi - S01 E56

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Lekki Sisi - S01 E56

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 56

As I returned to join the others, I knew exactly the next step to take. Mimi. I perceived there were things God wanted me to learn from her. I needed discipleship so badly. I needed a hand to guide me along this Christian journey. I wanted so badly to solidify this new relationship I had started.

‘I’m going with Mimi.’ I announced. Mimi smiled and opened the front door of her car for me. I climbed in.

‘So you are abandoning me for Mimi.’ Tola said, pretending to be angry.

I laughed and blew her a kiss.

‘We are hanging out next week Friday. You wanna come?’ Funmi said.

Funmi and hangout sha. I smiled. ‘I’m not sure. But I’ll get back to you.’

Patrick leaned on the car window.

‘Tomorrow, we’ll move your things over to Mimi’s place. You are not going to Akure again o.’

‘Patrick, I still might. It was a mistake coming to Lagos in the first place.’

Mimi placed her hand over mine. ‘We take it one step at a time. We follow Christ as He leads.’

Patrick moved away as Mimi drove out of the compound. I had many questions to ask this woman. Why had she come with the others? Had God sent her to take me in? The only time I’d heard about her was when Wale narrated how his brother had waited years with her to get his father’s consent.

I didn’t know where the next phase of my life will lead me to, but like Mimi said, my responsibility was to follow Christ daily.

Mimi turned on the stereo and I relaxed against the headrest. A song was playing and I remembered hearing that song when I was still in Tola’s house. It only made sense to me that day. I asked Mimi to turn on the volume a little more.

Oh the overwhelming, never-ending, reckless love of God

Oh it chases me down, fights till I’m found

Leaves the ninety-nine.

I couldn’t earn it,

I don’t deserve it,

Still you give yourself away

Oh the overwhelming, never-ending, reckless love of God

Those words left me teary. I felt God’s love in ways I’d never known and right there with my eyes closed, I prayed for Adunni. I asked God to reveal his love in the cell and see her through the trial.

I was right. Moving into Mimi’s house was the best decision I made. It was like starting my Christian walk from the scratch.

What had I been learning all those years?

Mimi opened my eyes to an understanding of the grace I had received. I learnt scriptures on my identity in Christ and the victory I had through Christ’s finished works.

I began to see in many ways what it meant to know God.

For hours, Mimi sat with me in the dinning room as we moved from one epistle of Paul to another. I looked forward to morning devotions. Bro Femi, Mimi’s husband, made the scriptures so easy to understand.

Even when I followed Mimi to her shop every day, the scriptures weren’t far from our lips. Within three months, I had grown in the realities of Christ so much that I decided I didn’t want to have anything to do with business. I wanted to be a missionary sold out to God’s work. If it meant that I go hungry for days and live out in the open, I was ready.

The thought of trekking from one village to another preaching the gospel and living in one hut with no electricity thrilled me.

One morning, as I prepared to go with Mimi to the shop, she entered my room.

‘You have a visitor.’

I raised my head. ‘Who?’

‘Monica and one other lady.’

‘Thank you ma’am. I’ll go see them once I’m done dressing up.’