The Church of God

Emeka was a hardened criminal who was beginning to grow some conscience. Their last job had been a breaking point for him. He and his gang had robbed the house of a very wealthy business man who lived in the same street as them, killing all of his family in the process. Emeka had been against it, he had wanted them to just take the money and go but the man had recognized the voice of one of them and had called out his name, thinking that would make them let him and his family go, a very dumb move.

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The leader of the gang had later instructed that they silent every one of them in other to prevent the man talking to the police and having them arrested. The screams of the wife and children still echoes Emeka’s head and as if that wasn’t enough, they now haunt him in his sleep. The robbery was a week ago and that was the last time he ever had a good night rest.

Emeka had later gone to tell his gang he wanted out, he thought that would end all of the screams and nightmares but he had thought wrong. The nightmares continued and Emeka decided it was time he turned to a higher power, it was time he went to church and pray out himself.

He had immediately gotten up from his bed and started walking towards the only church in his street. The time was 2:34am but Emeka cared less. His mind was set on ending the screams and the nightmares tonight and nothing was going to stop him from doing that.

The church down his street was a well known church. A lot of people had testified on getting healings and solutions to their problems the very moment they crossed the entrance of the church before they even got to the alter and heaven knows all Emeka wanted was a quick miracle, he was even prepared to sleep in the church if that was what it would take for him to get the help he seeks.

On getting to the front gate of the church, He noticed that some men who had on what looked like a robe with a hood were walking round a circle. Everything about them looked suspicious so Emeka quietly hid himself, he could see them clearly but they on the other hand couldn’t.

He watched as they went round the circle three more times before they stopped and that was when Emeka saw what was in the circle. He tried his best not to make any sound as he watched the pastor of the church stand up and walk out of the circle while dragging a life goat with him. They all walked towards the entrance of the church where a huge hole had been dug and then the pastor bent down and started to bound the hands and legs of the goat together before throwing it into the hole.

Emeka didn’t need a soothsayer to tell him what was going on, the pastor was performing a sacrifice. No wonder people claim to get solutions to their problems the moment they got to the entrance of the church. “I’ve seen enough” Emeka said to himself and turned around to tiptoe back home only for his leg to step on a broken tree branch.

“Who’s there?” Emeka heard a voice ask behind him. He didn’t need to look around to know it was now or never, the young man took to his heels and never looked back.