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The Candle In The Wind – Episode 02






Episode 2….
I heard on knock on the pew which I
was seated on. My eyes still firmly shut,
I smiled.
“Is that Jesus?” I asked, very happily.
Jesus had come to speak to me in a
very different way. Wonderful!
“Speak on Lord. You daughter
listeneth” I said when I didn’t hear any
sound.
“Very funny. Ok, it’s not Jesus o. It’s
His son” I heard a wonderful male
voice.
Eyes still shut, I racked my brain.
Jesus’ son?…Jesus has a son ?
Still in my fantasy, i asked on.
“Angel, you mean?” I asked and I heard
a very loud laughter.
I opened my eyes widely but it was
blurry because I had closed my eyes
firmly for a very long time.
When my sight cleared, right in front
me was Tony!
He had drawn a plastic chair and was
seated, staring into my face with a
funny smile on his face. He obviously
was not done making jest of me and I
felt so foolish.
“Sis. Precious, you are supposed to be
in the drama unit. You can really act”
he said and I smiled
What could I say now so this brother
wouldn’t think me weird?
“Well, you wouldn’t understand” I
managed to say and he smiled again.
The way his cheeks raised whenever he
smiled was beautiful and my heart
stirred again.
“I can relate to that. We just get to a
point where we are so confused that
we just want God to speak to us. We
become so desperate that God just
calms down and says, if I don’t talk to
her, let’s see if she would still stay.” He
said and I smiled
“Hmmmm, that’s profound!” I nodded
as the words sunk into my skulls.
“Yes my sister. When we so desire that
he speaks probably so we could brag
about it to our neighbors that God said
this or that to us, he withholds his
voice. Then, when we do not expect, he
would speak, he drops it gently and he
waits to see who cares to even notice
what He had done” he said on and I
watched on with great awe.
He paused and smiled
“Sister Precious” he called out and I
woke up from my fantasies again.
“Continue my brother. I am being
blessed” I said and he laughed, clasping
his hands together
“I am not a pastor o. this look you are
giving me be like say you think say I be
one kind apostle” he said again and we
laughed together
“But really, that was deep. So so
thoughtful! God bless you” I prayed
heartily
“You are very funny Sis Precious.
Whenever I see you, you remind me of
my mum. Your stature, your clichés,
your voice, your long hair, and your
funny talks, everything, just like her!”
he said and I blushed
“That’s wonderful.” Was the only
sentence I could utter
“Yes…why haven’t you been coming for
the choir practice? I had wanted to ask
for a long time now but whenever I
looked at your side when the service
ends, you would have gone. God held
you down for me this morning” he said
again and I shook my head.
Only if you know what these praises of
yours is doing to my heart right now.
Please, just stop abeg!
I stopped because I couldn’t face you!
Because of you
These thoughts filled my head but I
shook then off and smiled
“I will resume soon. I just had to step
aside for a while. Thanks for your
concern” I said and he smiled
“Ok ma. Thanks too” he said and he
stood up.
I felt bad of a sudden. I hope I hadn’t
said something that had made him feel
bad o.
“Which side are you going to if I could
give you a lift?” I asked in
compensation and he smiled
“Iwo-Road area” he responded, looking
down at me. He is quite tall…nice one!
“Ok. Let’s go” I said and as I tried to
start, I felt something wet down my
skirt.
Jesus!
Stains…Blood Stains? Oh no! Not at this
point.
I was wearing a white skirt since I used
heavy flow pad in the morning with the
mind that there couldn’t be any stain…
What s–t!
“Is anything the problem?” he asked,
concern written on his face.
“No. Let’s go” I didn’t want to appear
foolish. It might be the sweat that was
making me feel wet. I stood up
suddenly, checked the white pew and
nah! It was soaked with blood. I sat
down right back in the chair. My
perspiration started. My heart started
beating fast.
Oh why today o God!
“What happened that you suddenly sat
down?” He asked and I smiled faintly,
obviously embarrassed but grateful
that he didn’t see it.
“I just realized that I wasn’t done with
the prayers I was doing, I was praying
for somebody when you interrupted” I
said. Was that a lie? Well, maybe
partly. Forgive me Lord. I just had to
do it.
“Ok then. Thanks for the offer then.
Pray for me too o” he smiled again as
he walked away.
I heaved a sigh of relief.
“Let’s just assume that he is the person
sef, would this be the right way for him
to see me? Stained with my own blood?
No, that would only show him how
careless I am. I wouldn’t want that” I
said aloud, laughing with satisfaction
that I was not caught.
But I do I get out of the church like
this?
I turned back and saw some men
counting the offering and all…why
wouldn’t they do that in the office ehn?
I turned forward and saw some others
too, discussing in groups. What do I do
oh my redeemer? I am done for right?
There was a tap at my shoulder and I
looked up- Tony
“Yes?” I asked, almost sharply. He
smiled
“You were supposed to be praying” He
said, almost in a challenging tone
“Yes and you are intruding” I said
defiantly. What a bother! He smiled
once more
“I have this for you. I thought of
sending someone but I found nobody
around. Please, don’t be offended” he
said, dropped a black polythene bag on
the white chair before me and off he
went before I could say a word.
I was perturbed.
What could be in the bag?
I opened and the contents of the bag
dazed me, leaving me in total shock!
A new pack of sanitary pad, a small
white towel, four sachets of water, a
roll of tissue paper and a small white
wrapper.
Tears streamed down my face.
Was I supposed to be angry at this guy
now or be appreciative? Which?
What an embarrassing day to
remember for me oh God!
A paper fell from the bag and I picked
it up.
I unfolded it even as tears clouded my
eyes.
“I am sorry. I just seemed to find out. A
medical doctor would just know!”
Geez!
Is this guy for real right now?
I folded myself in the corner where I
was seated as if something should take
a hold of me and make me disappear!

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Friday, 22 December 2017

The Candle In The Wind – Episode 02

The Candle In The Wind – Episode 02






Episode 2….
I heard on knock on the pew which I
was seated on. My eyes still firmly shut,
I smiled.
“Is that Jesus?” I asked, very happily.
Jesus had come to speak to me in a
very different way. Wonderful!
“Speak on Lord. You daughter
listeneth” I said when I didn’t hear any
sound.
“Very funny. Ok, it’s not Jesus o. It’s
His son” I heard a wonderful male
voice.
Eyes still shut, I racked my brain.
Jesus’ son?…Jesus has a son ?
Still in my fantasy, i asked on.
“Angel, you mean?” I asked and I heard
a very loud laughter.
I opened my eyes widely but it was
blurry because I had closed my eyes
firmly for a very long time.
When my sight cleared, right in front
me was Tony!
He had drawn a plastic chair and was
seated, staring into my face with a
funny smile on his face. He obviously
was not done making jest of me and I
felt so foolish.
“Sis. Precious, you are supposed to be
in the drama unit. You can really act”
he said and I smiled
What could I say now so this brother
wouldn’t think me weird?
“Well, you wouldn’t understand” I
managed to say and he smiled again.
The way his cheeks raised whenever he
smiled was beautiful and my heart
stirred again.
“I can relate to that. We just get to a
point where we are so confused that
we just want God to speak to us. We
become so desperate that God just
calms down and says, if I don’t talk to
her, let’s see if she would still stay.” He
said and I smiled
“Hmmmm, that’s profound!” I nodded
as the words sunk into my skulls.
“Yes my sister. When we so desire that
he speaks probably so we could brag
about it to our neighbors that God said
this or that to us, he withholds his
voice. Then, when we do not expect, he
would speak, he drops it gently and he
waits to see who cares to even notice
what He had done” he said on and I
watched on with great awe.
He paused and smiled
“Sister Precious” he called out and I
woke up from my fantasies again.
“Continue my brother. I am being
blessed” I said and he laughed, clasping
his hands together
“I am not a pastor o. this look you are
giving me be like say you think say I be
one kind apostle” he said again and we
laughed together
“But really, that was deep. So so
thoughtful! God bless you” I prayed
heartily
“You are very funny Sis Precious.
Whenever I see you, you remind me of
my mum. Your stature, your clichés,
your voice, your long hair, and your
funny talks, everything, just like her!”
he said and I blushed
“That’s wonderful.” Was the only
sentence I could utter
“Yes…why haven’t you been coming for
the choir practice? I had wanted to ask
for a long time now but whenever I
looked at your side when the service
ends, you would have gone. God held
you down for me this morning” he said
again and I shook my head.
Only if you know what these praises of
yours is doing to my heart right now.
Please, just stop abeg!
I stopped because I couldn’t face you!
Because of you
These thoughts filled my head but I
shook then off and smiled
“I will resume soon. I just had to step
aside for a while. Thanks for your
concern” I said and he smiled
“Ok ma. Thanks too” he said and he
stood up.
I felt bad of a sudden. I hope I hadn’t
said something that had made him feel
bad o.
“Which side are you going to if I could
give you a lift?” I asked in
compensation and he smiled
“Iwo-Road area” he responded, looking
down at me. He is quite tall…nice one!
“Ok. Let’s go” I said and as I tried to
start, I felt something wet down my
skirt.
Jesus!
Stains…Blood Stains? Oh no! Not at this
point.
I was wearing a white skirt since I used
heavy flow pad in the morning with the
mind that there couldn’t be any stain…
What s–t!
“Is anything the problem?” he asked,
concern written on his face.
“No. Let’s go” I didn’t want to appear
foolish. It might be the sweat that was
making me feel wet. I stood up
suddenly, checked the white pew and
nah! It was soaked with blood. I sat
down right back in the chair. My
perspiration started. My heart started
beating fast.
Oh why today o God!
“What happened that you suddenly sat
down?” He asked and I smiled faintly,
obviously embarrassed but grateful
that he didn’t see it.
“I just realized that I wasn’t done with
the prayers I was doing, I was praying
for somebody when you interrupted” I
said. Was that a lie? Well, maybe
partly. Forgive me Lord. I just had to
do it.
“Ok then. Thanks for the offer then.
Pray for me too o” he smiled again as
he walked away.
I heaved a sigh of relief.
“Let’s just assume that he is the person
sef, would this be the right way for him
to see me? Stained with my own blood?
No, that would only show him how
careless I am. I wouldn’t want that” I
said aloud, laughing with satisfaction
that I was not caught.
But I do I get out of the church like
this?
I turned back and saw some men
counting the offering and all…why
wouldn’t they do that in the office ehn?
I turned forward and saw some others
too, discussing in groups. What do I do
oh my redeemer? I am done for right?
There was a tap at my shoulder and I
looked up- Tony
“Yes?” I asked, almost sharply. He
smiled
“You were supposed to be praying” He
said, almost in a challenging tone
“Yes and you are intruding” I said
defiantly. What a bother! He smiled
once more
“I have this for you. I thought of
sending someone but I found nobody
around. Please, don’t be offended” he
said, dropped a black polythene bag on
the white chair before me and off he
went before I could say a word.
I was perturbed.
What could be in the bag?
I opened and the contents of the bag
dazed me, leaving me in total shock!
A new pack of sanitary pad, a small
white towel, four sachets of water, a
roll of tissue paper and a small white
wrapper.
Tears streamed down my face.
Was I supposed to be angry at this guy
now or be appreciative? Which?
What an embarrassing day to
remember for me oh God!
A paper fell from the bag and I picked
it up.
I unfolded it even as tears clouded my
eyes.
“I am sorry. I just seemed to find out. A
medical doctor would just know!”
Geez!
Is this guy for real right now?
I folded myself in the corner where I
was seated as if something should take
a hold of me and make me disappear!

The Candle In The Wind – Episode 02






Episode 2….
I heard on knock on the pew which I
was seated on. My eyes still firmly shut,
I smiled.
“Is that Jesus?” I asked, very happily.
Jesus had come to speak to me in a
very different way. Wonderful!
“Speak on Lord. You daughter
listeneth” I said when I didn’t hear any
sound.
“Very funny. Ok, it’s not Jesus o. It’s
His son” I heard a wonderful male
voice.
Eyes still shut, I racked my brain.
Jesus’ son?…Jesus has a son ?
Still in my fantasy, i asked on.
“Angel, you mean?” I asked and I heard
a very loud laughter.
I opened my eyes widely but it was
blurry because I had closed my eyes
firmly for a very long time.
When my sight cleared, right in front
me was Tony!
He had drawn a plastic chair and was
seated, staring into my face with a
funny smile on his face. He obviously
was not done making jest of me and I
felt so foolish.
“Sis. Precious, you are supposed to be
in the drama unit. You can really act”
he said and I smiled
What could I say now so this brother
wouldn’t think me weird?
“Well, you wouldn’t understand” I
managed to say and he smiled again.
The way his cheeks raised whenever he
smiled was beautiful and my heart
stirred again.
“I can relate to that. We just get to a
point where we are so confused that
we just want God to speak to us. We
become so desperate that God just
calms down and says, if I don’t talk to
her, let’s see if she would still stay.” He
said and I smiled
“Hmmmm, that’s profound!” I nodded
as the words sunk into my skulls.
“Yes my sister. When we so desire that
he speaks probably so we could brag
about it to our neighbors that God said
this or that to us, he withholds his
voice. Then, when we do not expect, he
would speak, he drops it gently and he
waits to see who cares to even notice
what He had done” he said on and I
watched on with great awe.
He paused and smiled
“Sister Precious” he called out and I
woke up from my fantasies again.
“Continue my brother. I am being
blessed” I said and he laughed, clasping
his hands together
“I am not a pastor o. this look you are
giving me be like say you think say I be
one kind apostle” he said again and we
laughed together
“But really, that was deep. So so
thoughtful! God bless you” I prayed
heartily
“You are very funny Sis Precious.
Whenever I see you, you remind me of
my mum. Your stature, your clichés,
your voice, your long hair, and your
funny talks, everything, just like her!”
he said and I blushed
“That’s wonderful.” Was the only
sentence I could utter
“Yes…why haven’t you been coming for
the choir practice? I had wanted to ask
for a long time now but whenever I
looked at your side when the service
ends, you would have gone. God held
you down for me this morning” he said
again and I shook my head.
Only if you know what these praises of
yours is doing to my heart right now.
Please, just stop abeg!
I stopped because I couldn’t face you!
Because of you
These thoughts filled my head but I
shook then off and smiled
“I will resume soon. I just had to step
aside for a while. Thanks for your
concern” I said and he smiled
“Ok ma. Thanks too” he said and he
stood up.
I felt bad of a sudden. I hope I hadn’t
said something that had made him feel
bad o.
“Which side are you going to if I could
give you a lift?” I asked in
compensation and he smiled
“Iwo-Road area” he responded, looking
down at me. He is quite tall…nice one!
“Ok. Let’s go” I said and as I tried to
start, I felt something wet down my
skirt.
Jesus!
Stains…Blood Stains? Oh no! Not at this
point.
I was wearing a white skirt since I used
heavy flow pad in the morning with the
mind that there couldn’t be any stain…
What s–t!
“Is anything the problem?” he asked,
concern written on his face.
“No. Let’s go” I didn’t want to appear
foolish. It might be the sweat that was
making me feel wet. I stood up
suddenly, checked the white pew and
nah! It was soaked with blood. I sat
down right back in the chair. My
perspiration started. My heart started
beating fast.
Oh why today o God!
“What happened that you suddenly sat
down?” He asked and I smiled faintly,
obviously embarrassed but grateful
that he didn’t see it.
“I just realized that I wasn’t done with
the prayers I was doing, I was praying
for somebody when you interrupted” I
said. Was that a lie? Well, maybe
partly. Forgive me Lord. I just had to
do it.
“Ok then. Thanks for the offer then.
Pray for me too o” he smiled again as
he walked away.
I heaved a sigh of relief.
“Let’s just assume that he is the person
sef, would this be the right way for him
to see me? Stained with my own blood?
No, that would only show him how
careless I am. I wouldn’t want that” I
said aloud, laughing with satisfaction
that I was not caught.
But I do I get out of the church like
this?
I turned back and saw some men
counting the offering and all…why
wouldn’t they do that in the office ehn?
I turned forward and saw some others
too, discussing in groups. What do I do
oh my redeemer? I am done for right?
There was a tap at my shoulder and I
looked up- Tony
“Yes?” I asked, almost sharply. He
smiled
“You were supposed to be praying” He
said, almost in a challenging tone
“Yes and you are intruding” I said
defiantly. What a bother! He smiled
once more
“I have this for you. I thought of
sending someone but I found nobody
around. Please, don’t be offended” he
said, dropped a black polythene bag on
the white chair before me and off he
went before I could say a word.
I was perturbed.
What could be in the bag?
I opened and the contents of the bag
dazed me, leaving me in total shock!
A new pack of sanitary pad, a small
white towel, four sachets of water, a
roll of tissue paper and a small white
wrapper.
Tears streamed down my face.
Was I supposed to be angry at this guy
now or be appreciative? Which?
What an embarrassing day to
remember for me oh God!
A paper fell from the bag and I picked
it up.
I unfolded it even as tears clouded my
eyes.
“I am sorry. I just seemed to find out. A
medical doctor would just know!”
Geez!
Is this guy for real right now?
I folded myself in the corner where I
was seated as if something should take
a hold of me and make me disappear!

The Candle In The Wind – Episode 02






Episode 2….
I heard on knock on the pew which I
was seated on. My eyes still firmly shut,
I smiled.
“Is that Jesus?” I asked, very happily.
Jesus had come to speak to me in a
very different way. Wonderful!
“Speak on Lord. You daughter
listeneth” I said when I didn’t hear any
sound.
“Very funny. Ok, it’s not Jesus o. It’s
His son” I heard a wonderful male
voice.
Eyes still shut, I racked my brain.
Jesus’ son?…Jesus has a son ?
Still in my fantasy, i asked on.
“Angel, you mean?” I asked and I heard
a very loud laughter.
I opened my eyes widely but it was
blurry because I had closed my eyes
firmly for a very long time.
When my sight cleared, right in front
me was Tony!
He had drawn a plastic chair and was
seated, staring into my face with a
funny smile on his face. He obviously
was not done making jest of me and I
felt so foolish.
“Sis. Precious, you are supposed to be
in the drama unit. You can really act”
he said and I smiled
What could I say now so this brother
wouldn’t think me weird?
“Well, you wouldn’t understand” I
managed to say and he smiled again.
The way his cheeks raised whenever he
smiled was beautiful and my heart
stirred again.
“I can relate to that. We just get to a
point where we are so confused that
we just want God to speak to us. We
become so desperate that God just
calms down and says, if I don’t talk to
her, let’s see if she would still stay.” He
said and I smiled
“Hmmmm, that’s profound!” I nodded
as the words sunk into my skulls.
“Yes my sister. When we so desire that
he speaks probably so we could brag
about it to our neighbors that God said
this or that to us, he withholds his
voice. Then, when we do not expect, he
would speak, he drops it gently and he
waits to see who cares to even notice
what He had done” he said on and I
watched on with great awe.
He paused and smiled
“Sister Precious” he called out and I
woke up from my fantasies again.
“Continue my brother. I am being
blessed” I said and he laughed, clasping
his hands together
“I am not a pastor o. this look you are
giving me be like say you think say I be
one kind apostle” he said again and we
laughed together
“But really, that was deep. So so
thoughtful! God bless you” I prayed
heartily
“You are very funny Sis Precious.
Whenever I see you, you remind me of
my mum. Your stature, your clichés,
your voice, your long hair, and your
funny talks, everything, just like her!”
he said and I blushed
“That’s wonderful.” Was the only
sentence I could utter
“Yes…why haven’t you been coming for
the choir practice? I had wanted to ask
for a long time now but whenever I
looked at your side when the service
ends, you would have gone. God held
you down for me this morning” he said
again and I shook my head.
Only if you know what these praises of
yours is doing to my heart right now.
Please, just stop abeg!
I stopped because I couldn’t face you!
Because of you
These thoughts filled my head but I
shook then off and smiled
“I will resume soon. I just had to step
aside for a while. Thanks for your
concern” I said and he smiled
“Ok ma. Thanks too” he said and he
stood up.
I felt bad of a sudden. I hope I hadn’t
said something that had made him feel
bad o.
“Which side are you going to if I could
give you a lift?” I asked in
compensation and he smiled
“Iwo-Road area” he responded, looking
down at me. He is quite tall…nice one!
“Ok. Let’s go” I said and as I tried to
start, I felt something wet down my
skirt.
Jesus!
Stains…Blood Stains? Oh no! Not at this
point.
I was wearing a white skirt since I used
heavy flow pad in the morning with the
mind that there couldn’t be any stain…
What s–t!
“Is anything the problem?” he asked,
concern written on his face.
“No. Let’s go” I didn’t want to appear
foolish. It might be the sweat that was
making me feel wet. I stood up
suddenly, checked the white pew and
nah! It was soaked with blood. I sat
down right back in the chair. My
perspiration started. My heart started
beating fast.
Oh why today o God!
“What happened that you suddenly sat
down?” He asked and I smiled faintly,
obviously embarrassed but grateful
that he didn’t see it.
“I just realized that I wasn’t done with
the prayers I was doing, I was praying
for somebody when you interrupted” I
said. Was that a lie? Well, maybe
partly. Forgive me Lord. I just had to
do it.
“Ok then. Thanks for the offer then.
Pray for me too o” he smiled again as
he walked away.
I heaved a sigh of relief.
“Let’s just assume that he is the person
sef, would this be the right way for him
to see me? Stained with my own blood?
No, that would only show him how
careless I am. I wouldn’t want that” I
said aloud, laughing with satisfaction
that I was not caught.
But I do I get out of the church like
this?
I turned back and saw some men
counting the offering and all…why
wouldn’t they do that in the office ehn?
I turned forward and saw some others
too, discussing in groups. What do I do
oh my redeemer? I am done for right?
There was a tap at my shoulder and I
looked up- Tony
“Yes?” I asked, almost sharply. He
smiled
“You were supposed to be praying” He
said, almost in a challenging tone
“Yes and you are intruding” I said
defiantly. What a bother! He smiled
once more
“I have this for you. I thought of
sending someone but I found nobody
around. Please, don’t be offended” he
said, dropped a black polythene bag on
the white chair before me and off he
went before I could say a word.
I was perturbed.
What could be in the bag?
I opened and the contents of the bag
dazed me, leaving me in total shock!
A new pack of sanitary pad, a small
white towel, four sachets of water, a
roll of tissue paper and a small white
wrapper.
Tears streamed down my face.
Was I supposed to be angry at this guy
now or be appreciative? Which?
What an embarrassing day to
remember for me oh God!
A paper fell from the bag and I picked
it up.
I unfolded it even as tears clouded my
eyes.
“I am sorry. I just seemed to find out. A
medical doctor would just know!”
Geez!
Is this guy for real right now?
I folded myself in the corner where I
was seated as if something should take
a hold of me and make me disappear!

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