Gods of the earth - Chapters 29 & 30

Chapter 29

“I cannot give you what you ask for even if I wanted to,” said Janut, laughing harshly.

“It is an inherent ability in fallen angels which cannot be externalized,” he finished by way of explanation.

“Ask me for any other thing,” offered Janut.

Ade had given him not one female mortal, but two…with this how could he possibly fail in bringing a son into the world? Already the Lord of Darkness was beginning to show signs of his displeasure towards him.

“Very well, give me an entirely new technology such as the world has never seen before; after all you once told me that you and some other Principalities were instrumental in teaching the first inhabitants of earth the art of warfare that eventually destroyed their world. How did you teach such simple people such advanced technology anyway?”

Janut laughed shortly.

“We didn’t have to; the Familiars they received from us did all the work in their passive minds. I once gave Kola a new technology in line with what he wanted. He wanted an advanced form of microchip technology and I planted the chips within him, chips that would give him both speed and strength.”

“Ah Kola is but a little boy who still wants to play super hero. No, I want something far more than that. I want technology that will slow down the aging process. I want to live for two hundred years and still look my age now. Then I want the blueprint. I want the world to grovel at my feet, when they discover that I have found the secret of near immortality. They will worship me as their god on earth,” said Ade, raising his voice higher in his excitement.

“Very well, you shall have all you say. But this home belongs to me and my brides now, and you will remain here to take care of them while I am away,” said Janut phasing into the ceiling till he disappeared.

Ade strolled over to peep into the room where both women were…they were asleep and they looked pretty exhausted. Ade smiled grimly…barring accidents, his natural life would extend far beyond mortal men…he should have requested for more years, after all Adam, Methuselah and Noah all lived to be nine hundred years.

As Janut disappeared out of earth’s Time Zone he marvelled at the gullibility of the human race. He had won the trust of the mortal known as Ade, now he could go ahead in furtherance of his plans…he could now kill two birds with one stone…the two female mortals had given him an idea…why should he have all the fun? He would invite his friend Ba’al to have the other one…surely between the two of them they could bring forth a son of a fallen angel into the world! Fallen angels never birthed females…all the children that were born of them in the beginning of the world were all male.

Secondly, the mortal wanted immortality…he wanted to be a god on earth…he had unwittingly offered himself up whole heartedly…so Janut would see to it that he got the technology he wanted…except that the technology wasn’t physical…Familiars and other demons did all the work and the deceiving…but the mortal was ripe enough now to be fully possessed by a fallen angel…an arch fallen angel…like Belial…two birds with one stone…fallen angels couldn’t possess a mortal unless the mortal offered himself up…Ade had tacitly agreed to an operation by Janut for technological implants…the Lord of Darkness would be pleased indeed…three fallen angels already fully active on earth, unseen and undetected by Mankind!

Somehow he felt it strange that the Majesty in the heavens had not intervened up till now with his crack elite force of angels led by the Warlord of Heaven, for surely he must know about the goings on…maybe he was working  behind the scenes…but soon he would be too late.

Karinna and her sisters – Sarinya and Saranta sat with their grandma in a little apartment trying to coax her to tell them more about their uncle Januka.

“So when did uncle change his name to Mr Johnson grandma?” asked Saranta.

“I think I should wait until your mother gets back from the village and let her tell the story herself,” said grandma.

“No grandma, we can handle it,” said Karinna in a low and urgent tone.

“Go on grandma,” said Sarinya persisting, as she perched on the floor in front of the bed.

“Okay, if you say so,” said grandma.

“Many years ago your uncle Januka, for that is his real name; poisoned your father. He would not have been caught, if not for a little girl who spied him through the window, forcing a liquid down his throat. She rushed to tell your mother who was washing clothes by the riverside with the little child Bulawa. The three of you had gone to the farm then. By the time your mother arrived, your father was dead. She rushed to the Elder of our tribe to report, and he came along with several warriors, but somehow your uncle got wind of their coming and Januka left the village for good,” said grandma.

“By the time your mother realized that Bulawa hadn’t run back with her, it was too late; Januka had stopped by the riverside and taken Bulawa with him,” she finished.

“So it was uncle Januka who killed our father?” said Karinna in a heartbroken voice as she fell to her knees; her sisters following suit in incredible unbelief.

They let their grief out in quiet heart rending sobs as their grandmother stared unseeingly into the past, reliving the moments that followed after she had been informed that her first born son was dead.

“Your gifts have given me wealth beyond imagining, but now I want more. I want the powers for myself,” said Mr Johnson.

“I have told you. The powers belong to the gods, not to me,” said Bulawa in a quiet tone.

“Yes, but you are still able to use them; how?” said Mr Johnson sitting down close to Bulawa. He stared questioningly at Bulawa, willing him to tell him the truth about his powers.

“I don't know Mr Johnson. I was only nine years old when the powers were given to me, and you came and took me away from my parents. Please let me go home!” cried Bulawa.

“Not until you give me the gifts. Surely there must be a way to transfer the gifts. What if you die, who will inherit the gifts?” asked Mr Johnson, he was getting increasingly impatient with Bulawa.

“I don't know, I just want to go home!” Bulawa stood up and began crying aloud.

“If you don't tell me, I shall return to the village with my men and slaughter your entire family,” said Mr Johnson, hoping that his threats would scare Bulawa.

“I don't believe you, and even if I did, you wouldn’t dare, they are under the Witch Mother’s protection,” Bulawa said, a cold rage beginning to build up in him.

“Very well, I will give you only three days to decide. After three days, my men and I will go to the village and return with some of your mother's hair and her necklace, surely you will remember necklace...as well as those of your sisters, then you will know that we killed them all. Three days, or their blood will be on your head,” said Mr Johnson with finality,” finished Mr Johnson.

Mr Johnson strode out in company of two of his men and shut the door of the little room where Bulawa had been imprisoned since his arrival in the city. Bulawa watched them go, a curious smirk on his face.

Fool, do you really think you have the power to imprison Bulawa, son of Belial the arch fallen angel? Tonight you shall feel my wrath! 

Bulawa closed his eyes and allowed his physical senses to withdraw deep within him, thus giving room for his inward senses to come to the fore. His father Belial stared at him chuckling.

“You do know that I cannot give you your uncle to play with don’t you?” said Belial, still laughing.

“But he caused me so much pain and my family as well!” lamented Bulawa.

“They are not your family. They were only the instruments to bring you into their world for your purpose. You are Bulawa, Guardian of the Seven Tribes, son of Belial the fallen arch angel, and you should never forget that,” Belial strode away, leaving Bulawa to deal with his human emotions…something Belial determined he would have to find a way to get rid of. 

Emotions were an unknown thing with fallen angels…if he showed them at the Council they would consider it to be some sort of defect or weakness within him…they would despise him; the son of Belial.

Chapter 30

Pastor Adewusi sat on the edge of the bed with his wife as they gravely discussed the events that had started to transpire in the God’s Glory Church. There had only been a handful of people who had gathered for Service the following Sunday after Pastor Adewusi had made the announcement. They had come to intercede in prayers though many of them didn’t know what it meant to intercede…indeed Pastor Adewusi and his wife had only experienced intercession at the Great Battle as they fought battles of their own with their niece Yinka. (See Enemy of Darkness).

“They need to have their flesh dealt with or it will all be a waste of time,” said Mrs Adewusi.

“I agree with you, we have always been taught since childhood that prayer is to ask God for things, but truly it was a gift given to us to help us deal with the flesh,” said Pastor Adewusi, propping himself up against his pillow.

“Hmm, I see where you are coming from. That would be the scripture that says Watch and pray right?” asked Mrs Adewusi, warming up to their discussion.

Pastor Adewusi was already thumbing through his bible…

 MT 26:41 Watch and pray, that ye enter not into temptation: the spirit indeed is willing, but the flesh is weak.

“We watch so that we do not enter into temptation; we reinforce our watching with prayer to deal with the weakness of the flesh when temptation indeed comes. It is a lifelong spiritual exercise, watching and praying,” said Pastor Adewusi.

“Yes sir, I hear you loud and clear,” answered Mrs Adewusi enthusiastically, she had caught the revelation.

Mark 13: 31-33 Heaven and earth shall pass away: but my words shall not pass away.

But of that day and that hour knoweth no man, no, not the angels which are in heaven, neither the Son, but the Father. 

Take ye heed, watch and pray: for ye know not when the time is.

Mrs Adewusi had found the scripture quickly.

“Watching and praying readies us for the coming of the Lord, but how?” she asked, looking up at her husband.

“By praying in the Holy Ghost, we keep ourselves in the love of God, in his favour, that means, he continues to be pleased with us,” replied Pastor Adewusi, turning quickly in his bible…

Jude1:20-21 But ye, beloved, building up yourselves on your most holy faith, praying in the Holy Ghost,  

Keep yourselves in the love of God, looking for the mercy of our Lord Jesus Christ unto eternal life.  

“Hmm…I keep seeing a recurring pattern sir, prayer has more to do with keeping the flesh under, and keeping us sensitive to the things that please God; and strengthening us to do them, so that we remain continually in the love of God,” she said thoughtfully.

“I think we missed it when we began to focus on certain scriptures in isolation, not looking at the totality of what the Word says about prayer,” said Pastor Adewusi.

“How do you mean?”

“Well the scriptures that teach that we can ask God anything in prayer and he will give it to us are generally taken in isolation, take for instance John 14:12-13;

12 Verily, verily, I say unto you, He that believeth on me, the works that I do shall he do also; and greater works than these shall he do; because I go unto my Father. 

13 And whatsoever ye shall ask in my name, that will I do, that the Father may be glorified in the Son.

“People only run with verse 13, they forget that verse 13 is joined to verse 12 with the word ‘and’. Meaning that verse 13 was not meant to be a blanket check to get literally anything from God; rather it follows up on verse 12."

"The true believer will do not only the works that Christ did but even greater works. The Father will never be glorified in the Son because we ask for material or worldly things…he will only be glorified because we do the works that Christ did and greater works. That means that whatever we ask from God must be the things that will glorify God."

"It is wrong, even blasphemy to go to church and give testimony about God blessing you with a new car or a new house or a new job as though those are the works that Christ did. It is the very reason why we do not see the works that Christ did being performed by the Church any more. We have chosen the kind of works that we want to do…they are works that glorify Self…not God,” finished Pastor Adewusi.

“That is a complete sermon on its own, I will pray and ask God to release you to preach it in church one of these days. Would that be asking God aright?” asked Mrs Adewusi, cuddling up to her husband.

“If his people learn how to pray aright, then certainly God will be glorified,” answered Pastor Adewusi, wrapping an arm around his wife’s shoulder.

Wunmi brought in two cups of steaming hot tea for herself and her husband and sat herself down beside him on the sofa in the living room.

“You know, somehow I couldn’t help but feel that not many of those who came to church on Sunday are actually ready for what is coming. I have seen things as well as you, but I don’t think I’m ready either,” said Kola accepting the cup of tea with a grateful smile.

“Don’t worry; you will be when the time comes. Remember that none of us can do anything in our own power,” replied Wunmi. She sat down and picked up her bible. Both of them had agreed to study and pray together every opportunity they had.

God had been leading both Wunmi and Mary to leave off their jobs temporarily because of what was coming upon their church…indeed upon the whole earth if it got through their church. It seemed as though their church was some kind of gateway into the rest of the earth. They could not do what they wanted until God’s Glory Church was destroyed or compromised.

“One scripture that the Spirit has been sharing with me is 1Thess 5:17."

1TH 5:17 Pray without ceasing. 

“I kept meditating on it, wondering why such a simple straightforward scripture verse could bother me so much, but after a few days a light from the verse broke through my heart and into my mind,” said Wunmi, closing her bible.

“I don’t understand,” said Kola, turning towards her in anticipation of her explanation.

“To pray without ceasing was explained to me a long time ago as either to pray as often as possible, or to pray continually in the Spirit, but after meditating on that single scripture for a few days, I see now that it is simply a reference to the importance of prayer to the spirit of man. I was reminded how man cannot do without breathing, he breathes without ceasing. His heart also beats without ceasing. Anything that has to be done without ceasing has life implicating purposes. Man will die if he stops breathing or if his heart stops beating. It is the same with prayer; Man will die if he stops praying. This shows that prayer is not meant to be a list of requests we take to God.”

“Wow! What a revelation, I see it!” exclaimed Kola, sitting up suddenly and splashing tea all over the sofa. Wunmi chuckled as she stood up to look for a napkin to clean the mess.