The Brutal Squad 1

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Episode 1

Sitting in a church and listening to a preacher was one thing I had never for once
in my life thought about. I even mock and laugh at any of my friends who dare to
invite me to their Church.

"Wait, Dami, you expect me to come to that church where they give offerings more
than five times?" I asked him, laughing.

My mockery and scorning of churches made all my friends unwilling to invite me to

any of their Church programs.

I was bad, terrible, notorious, immoral, and wild in action. The only saving grace
for me then was that I never joined a cult group. My parents had warned me
severally against it. Also, due to the constant cases of cult clashes and premature
death of many cult members in my area, I made up my mind never to have anyone as a
friend who was a cult member.

I was invited to a church by a neighbor. Although, I strongly resisted it, but I

still couldn't believe I went. Before I went, I had called one of my girlfriends,
Sonia to come and spend the night with me, and she joyfully agreed.

"Mehn, tonight is going to be heaven on Earth!" I said excitedly, picking up my

phone to go to the church I was invited to.

I sat down at the back seat, and was immediately joined by a lady. She bowed her
head all through the message.

"Hope this girl is okay?" I asked myself, trying to steal a glance at her.

She was fair, well built and beautiful (my kind of lady).

"Mehn, I must get this beautiful chick before I leave here today" I said to myself.

I was very good with words, and tried to rehearse some sweet romantic lines in my
head which I was going to use on her after the service.

Fifteen minutes into the message, I heard her sobbing, and saw water falling from
her face (her head still bowed).

"Why is she crying? Was it because of the message? What is the preacher even saying
that could bring tears out of this beautiful lady's eyes?" I asked myself, then
tried to pay a little attention to the message.

"How many times has the Saviour called on you, but each time you say to Him, 'Not
this time'? You think you have all of life to yourself, but I want to tell you
this, if you die today in your sin, there is no heaven for you!" The preacher said.

I wasn't moved at the first, because it wasn't the first time I have heard such
message.

"But why is this lady crying?" I asked myself again, looking for answers from no
one.

"Jesus died to save your soul from the entanglement of sin. Don't let his death be
in vain in your life. Give your life to Him today. Don't go to Hell Fire. Jesus has
died to rescue your soul from Hell. Repent and receive His pardon and forgiveness.
Turn away from all your sins and corruption. There is full dominion and freedom in
Jesus Christ. Repent! Please, repent!" The preacher said.

Then I noticed the preacher was also crying, while he spoke.

I comported myself.

"It seems this is a crying church, as I could hear some persons crying behind me" I
said to myself, almost laughing out loud, but I covered my mouth.

Ten minutes after, I felt cold sensation all over me. It was unusual.

The lady was still crying. I could feel a vibration where I was sitting, whether
she was the one making it or not, I couldn't tell.

"Jesus is calling you. Come out now. Come to this altar, if you want to surrender
your life to Him and be free from sin. Come out!" The preacher called.

I didn't know what pushed me, but I stood up.

Hot tears began pouring down my eyes, as I remembered the kind of life I had lived.
I came out from the row through the other side, not wanting to disturb the
beautiful lady.

I came out, knelt down before the altar and right there, surrendered my life to
Jesus Christ.

At the conclusion of the preacher's prayers for those of us who came out, I felt a
soft hand touched my shoulder, and heard a sweet voice (I thought it was an angel
speaking to me).

"Thank God for saving your life"

When I turned, I saw it was the same beautiful lady who was seated beside me. She
was one of their counselors.

To be continued...

© Ebosa Monday