The Bodies Are Mine…
It’s not easy to be anointed o. Anointing itself is sexy. Super-hot ladies nod to your profound wisdom and are smitten by your counsel. They get goosebumps when you smile, but it’s hard to tell if it’s The Spirit at work or their feelings. Many times though, it’s ‘anointed men’ who go preying, ‘cashing out’ on ladies who find it difficult refusing ‘pashtcha’.
He could squeeze a boob and it’d be part of a deliverance. If he gave a French kiss, it could be a ‘direction’ to stop evil tongues speaking against you. He could invite the pretty choir lady for a sleep over and it would be a ‘Special all-night.’ He could impregnate several ladies and it would be seen as fulfillment of the scripture commanding mankind to go ye forth into the world and multiply. Like no matter what he does wrong, there’s ‘divine escape’.
It’s funny, but it should be shocking and unthinkable. The house next to mine has been rented by this respectable oluu church elder-like man for some just-out-of-uni girl. He has Bible verses pasted behind the pickup he drives to come collect the karmasutra repayment for his generosity.
What Cums After?
I think the saddest consequence is the moral right and audacity we give up to satisfy these cravings. It’s not the same when you still have last week’s illegal quickie in your mind as you preach on Keeping Yourself Clean For The Church’s Bridegroom. Can you condemn domestic violence when your wife bears bruises of your blows? Can you?
In case you think only pastors are complicit, wrong. We all got our fingers stained. You reduce the impact you could make when you become complicit of the same thing you should be against. Voices in your head convince you that ‘you don’t have the right to advise him’. You kraa how better off are you? Every man to his own weaknesses, you’re no better’.
So even though you could be the positive difference in your friend’s marriage, even though your words could steer someone on the right track and save him from eventual shame or misery you say nothing. Why? because you’ve condemned yourself already.
You become comfortable around people with active vices, because it placates your conscience about your own issues. You’re secretly happy (especially) when respectable people fall because in a weird way you feel better…justified with your own shenanigans. It’s a trap fam! A sad sad trap.
There are the specially shameless ones, who can keep doing the same things they publicly condemn. There’s a rare kind of coma they’ve managed to put their conscience in. Over time, they believe the lie that it’s ok to demand from others what they fail at because….their circumstances are different. The word is for the people!
So What?
Bros, it’s not worth it. Don’t put yourself in a position where you cant be true to yourself anymore. A bribed whistleblower…now when you see dirty money changing hands, you have a silly smile on your face. You cant say Jack! The bliss of giving in is nothing compared to the sh*tty feeling from feeling like a two-faced, anchorless disappointment.
Walk away fam. Don’t be like a pastor with a side chic, your sermons will be like konko. You will be miserable. May God’s grace and His darling Spirit keep you from any potentially compromising situation in Jesus’ name. Amen!
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