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  • Angels Do Weep (Episode 1)

    Angels Do Weep (Episode 1)

    Angels Do Weep Episode 1

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    🤷 Angels Do Weep EPISODE ONE: 💞

    { As It Is In Heaven } 👩‍❤️‍👨

    Doing what I know how to do most inside the
    garden of life, I heard the trumpet sound, “why
    could the supreme one be calling us now ” I asked
    myself rhetorically bringing out my white feathers
    from my back , walking to the magnificent hall
    from the garden of life is not far but I am just too
    lazy to walk, I prefer flying than walking, I’m always
    awed when I look down to earth and see the little
    ones walking, ” don’t they get tired of it ” I’ll always
    ask myself with a feeling of sympathy for them.
    I flew up and head to the magnificent hall.

    The magnificent hall is the building where the
    supreme one holds all his meeting with his angels,
    it was built with golds and is the most beautiful
    building in heaven after the supreme one and the
    greater one’s house.

    It devoured mass vast of lands, and it’s divided into
    four part,
    The first part was where the supreme one, mother
    Creator and the greater one stay, it’s consist of
    three thrones made of gold.
    The greater one is the son of the supreme one,
    that he cherish so much.

    The supreme being’s affection was divided into two
    before, one for the greater one and the other for
    brother Luci.

    Brother Luci was an angel like us but the supreme
    one cherished him like the greater one,
    Brother Luci was really fun to be with, his voice was
    super awesome, whenever he sings, all the angels
    always want to hear it, but he serves only the
    supreme and can only sing for him.

    After brother Luci ignited a rebel and was banished
    from heaven, the greater one only, enjoy the full
    affection of the supreme one.
    Another area was for we the angels to sit, it was
    made up of golden chairs and another part was
    where the glorious singers are, this aspect consist

    of beautiful ladies with feathers too who use their
    voice in glorifying the supreme one,they always
    classify themselves as angel but i don’t count them
    as one of us,
    this faction was formed when brother Luci was
    banished.
    And the last segment, well I don’t know what it’s
    for, because nobody stays there, only the supreme
    one knows what he plans to do with it.

    { to know more about the magnificent hall, I’ll show
    you around personally when you get to heaven

    wink }

    On my way to the magnificent hall I had to fly over
    brother Luci building which has been deserted for
    over a millennium years.
    Passing over this building always makes me
    remember about brother Luci,
    I was the last angel created, and I heard it was
    mother creator that asked that I should be made.

    I was the youngest and the most cherished of the
    angels by mother creator like how the supreme
    cherished brother Luci .

    Every angels has a specific duty post they’re
    assigned to.

    Like brother Gabriel and some other angels are in
    charge of delivering the supreme messages,
    brother Michael and his angel warriors are in
    charge of waging war against any oppressor and
    they were also in charge of being guardian angels,
    brother Luci then was in charge of glorifying the
    Supreme and many more like that.
    Their are some angels in charge of creating the
    little ones.

    But reverse is the case for me,because I was the
    youngest of all the angels and believe me, I am
    also the cutest of them, mother Creator always
    have me in her bossom, and when it was time for
    me to join a department, mother Creator was
    against it, she insisted that I should be left alone,
    and do anything I wish to do.
    When I clocked a millennium, the Supreme chased
    me away from mother creator bossom, the
    Supreme is a jealous type and when He sees that I
    was the only one mother Creator was devoting all
    her time into, he used the excused that I’m now of
    age to be free from mother Creator’s bossom.

    Tho all the angels still refer to me as the little one,
    i doubt if they even remember my real name,
    Getting a building of my own and having nothing to
    do, I decided to pick which angel I will be staying
    with most.

    I decided to go for the son of the supreme, the
    greater one but decided against it because he is the
    boring type.

    He is always serious and don’t joke with people,
    that was what I thought without knowing that I was
    wrong.

    So I settled for brother Luci.
    every day was always filled with fun with brother
    Luci, after he’s free from the supreme, he will
    teach me how to play different types of instrument
    and also how to train my voice to be like his own.

    He was a very good and jovial angel, he liked me so
    much and I also liked him, we play like we’re of the
    same age where as he’s older than me with 9
    millenniums and the same goes to other angels,
    the angel using the least age to senior me is 5
    millenniums. So they always refer to me as the
    little one and refuse to play with me.

    I was almost at the same standard with brother Luci
    in terms of singing and playing of different sorts of
    instruments before he rebelled against the
    supreme one with some angels from the warrior
    squad, brother Luci is not good in fighting so he had
    to convinced some angels from the warrior squad
    to help him and brought some demons from hades
    too to assist him.

    But with all his support, he lost to brother Michael.
    I wave of the thought in my head as I flew to the
    magnificent hall, everyone had already settled
    down, and I was the last to enter. I quickly tiptoed
    inside in order not to be seen by the supreme that
    I was late but he’s already caught me.

    ” always late “the Supreme directed at me as he
    looked into the mother Creator who was sitting on
    the throne at his left hand side face.

    Mother Creator quickly took her gaze away from
    him and looked into mine with smile which I
    reciprocated with mine.

    But something was different in the setting that day,
    their was a human in front of the throne, and it was
    a female, she has magnificent beauty and she was
    shining in glory.

    ” oops” i said knocking my head when I
    remembered that that day was the tenth day after
    the creation of the last perfect being.

    Every ten days, a perfect being is been created, and
    the creation of perfect beings is always monitored
    by the supreme and mother creator themselves.

    A single day in heaven equivalent to ten years on
    earth, so a perfect being is always sent down to
    earth every 100 years.

    I knew the meeting was for the purpose of
    selecting a guardian angel for the perfect being.

    It has being my desire to go down to earth and stay
    with the little being, but I have never been
    selected as a guardian angel before because I
    wasn’t among the angel warriors and I wasn’t ready
    to be.

    The perfect beings are always posed to face
    different types of persecutions and evil on earth
    because of how they are, they can be created in
    form of male or female.
    .
    They are blessed with divine beauty which cannot
    been seen on earth, everything about them is
    always perfect and they always shine brighter
    among their colleagues, even beyond their
    colleagues.

    Because of their nature, they are always threading
    on dangerous road, so a guardian angel is always
    sent with them to earth to wade off evil from their
    path.

    And the main reason a guardian angel is needed
    most and must be from the warrior angels is
    because of brother Luci.

    The water running inside the perfect beings is from
    the water of life, normal little beings are created
    with water of creation, but the perfect being are
    created with water of life which runs in their blood.
    A drop of Mixture of their blood with Hakintolite
    water in to the middle of the earth will wipe out all
    little beings from the surface of the earth.

    Tho brother luci can’t lay his hand on Hakintolite
    water but there’s nothing impossible when he’s able
    to get the perfect one’s blood.
    The supreme one announced the reason for the
    meeting which we all know, selecting of the perfect
    one’s guardian.

    Brother Lucien was called forward, he’s the
    assistant of brother Michael, and when the
    supreme wanted to give him the responsibility of
    being the guardian angel, the greater one spoke for
    me.

    Ever since brother Luci has been cast down, I
    started getting closer to the greater one, I didn’t
    know he was also fun to be with until I got closer to
    him.

    He so much love the little ones and he shared the
    love to me.

    Being with him for a long time made me also
    cherish the little ones.

    He knows that I wish to stay among the little ones
    but I can’t be given the chance because of my
    status
    It got to a time when the greater one was sent to
    live among the little ones as a human for three
    days, I cried everyday just to make him take me
    along but he couldn’t because it was a mission
    meant for him only.

    When he came back, he promised me that he was
    going to find a way for me to stay among the little
    ones.

    Even if it is as a shadow i.e guardian angel.

    Ever since the day he promised me, I have gotten
    closer to brother Michael so that I could learn how
    to fight and the reason was unknown to brother
    Michael only the greater one knew of my plan.

    After some training from brother Michael, I have
    been training alone inside my garden.

    ” father, I wish you allow Benmanna to be the
    guardian angel of the perfect being ” he said to the
    surprise of everyone inside the hall,
    They all know me to be an immature angel and
    living the fate of the perfect one to my hand was a
    something they didn’t saw coming,
    Everyone inside the hall including mother Creator
    and the supreme being looked into the eye of the
    greater one with disbelief, they didn’t expect him
    to bring forth such an opinion,
    ” who did you say should be the guardian angel of
    the perfect being ” the supreme one asked the
    greater one with a serious tone.
    ” Benmanna ” the greater one replied confidently,
    “and why do you propose him ” the supreme one
    asked again
    “Because he’s fit for the task ” the greater replied
    which led to everyone inside the hall to burst into
    laughter excluding mother Creator and I
    “I don’t believe am hearing this from you when you
    know how delicate this mission is ” the supreme
    one retorted with anger ”
    ” I’m sure he’s capable of the mission father, just
    give him a chance ” the greater one replied trying
    to influence the supreme one’s decision
    ” Benmanna ” the supreme one called with a harsh
    tone, ” yes your Highness ” I replied standing up
    “Move to the middle ” the supreme one
    commanded and I obeyed moving to the middle
    ” mention some of the guidelines of being a
    guardian angel ” the supreme asked knowing well
    that I will not know it.

    Everything pertaining to being a guardian angel is
    only known by the angel warriors because it is their
    duty, but the greater one also knew about it and he
    had devoted some of his time to taught me.

    I stood transfixed at the spot with a blank
    expression, everyone already thought I didn’t know
    it and when the supreme made to speak, I quickly
    voiced out.

    ” hurt not the innocent little ones, ye must be
    ready and prepare every time for war that may be
    posed by the wicked little ones, guarding the
    perfect one is your main duty, never get distracted
    in the course of discharging your duty, blablablabla
    ” I listed out all the guidelines without omitting
    any,
    Everyone inside the magnificent hall were
    surprised excluding the greater one who was busy
    smiling and winking at me.

    I could tell that the supreme one was also
    surprised,
    ” well, someone has been learning ” the supreme
    one later voiced out thinking of what more he
    could use to take me off from being the guardian
    angel
    ” in order to show us that you’re capable of being
    the guardian angel, you must defeat Lucien who
    was supposed to be the one doing the job ” he
    spoke to the surprise of everyone inside the hall,
    Brother Lucien was the next in command to
    Brother Michael, he’s very powerful and strong and
    a valour in battle.
    Everyone inside the hall thought I don’t stand a
    chance against him,
    ” the immature one against fierce Lucien, it’s
    already a lost fight ” I heard someone spoke among
    the angels, but I didn’t do as if I heard it.

    ” Lucien, step forward ” the supreme one
    commanded and brother Lucien stood up walking
    towards me
    ” you’ll spar with Benmanna and the winner will be
    the guardian angel ” the supreme one said which
    forced a smile out of brother Lucien lip.

    I was smiling deep inside me too because I was
    sure of myself, no one knows the hidden power I’ve
    inside of me,
    When I was made neutral and immune to the code
    guarding the angels of being a participant in a post,
    mother creator bestowed on me the ability to
    exceed excellently in everything I wish to learn.

    Not going into details of how the fight went, I won
    it tho it was very hard, many people couldn’t
    believe this and I saw the rage in brother Lucien
    eye but I am just a type who isn’t bothered by
    anything.

    I was granted the permission to follow the perfect
    one.

    The supreme one snapped his finger and I was
    clothed with a golden armour and a golden sword.

    After the necessary procedures ,we were set to go.
    When the perfect one and I were going to the
    earth.

    I asked the perfect being where she choosed to be
    conceived.

    ” Africa, precisely in Nigeria ” she replied
    boastfully.

    ” what! ” I exclaimed shockingly
    I almost ran back to forsake the task but it was
    already too late..

    TO Be CONTINUED

  • 11th Hour

    11th Hour

    11th Hour

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    11th Hour:

    11TH HOUR

    I walked into the pastor’s office and I met him sleeping. He has placed his head on the table and slept off.

    “Sir, it’s time for the worker’s prayer.”

    I quietly tap him. He raised his head and what I saw was the scariest thing I have ever seen. The first time I saw a powerful man of God crying. His eyes were so red and swollen.

    “Okay, tell them I’m coming.”

    He uttered with quietly. This very Pastor Stanley, adored by all, has earned a deep affection for his remarkable contributions to the church. Under the church’s banner, he established numerous enterprises aimed at assisting fellow churchgoers. He uplifted every street hustler in the vicinity, harnessing their talents and abilities to transform them into a source of blessing for both themselves and the community.

    Imagine Mufutau now Bro Matthew, is presently an engineer who repairs the church generator and other electrical faults in the church and in the community. He was no more that tout, but a responsible man.

    Should I keep track of the number of people this man has financially supported to start their own businesses? The graduates he has connected with his influential friends to secure suitable jobs? And the widows and their families he has taken care of? The examples of his kindness and generosity seem endless.

    It’s no surprise that his church is always overflowing with people. Little did anyone know that our pastor was simultaneously dealing with three major crises. Nevertheless, he never let his struggles show. I can vividly recall the moment when he held my hand, looked directly into my eyes, and gave me a reassuring smile.

    Having been close to him, I have had the privilege of hearing him pray. He converses with God as if the Almighty were seated right there, attentively listening to every word. He is nothing like what one might expect at first glance.

    “I am going to miss you, Ramsey.”

    He said to me. I saw his eyes still welling up with tears. He took me in after my parents abandoned me with sickle cell. He has been the only family I have. We are five living under his roof. He feeds and takes care of our needs like we were his children.

    “The government is coming to demolish the church today as well. But, I have also received the letter to vacate the church too. Some elders said I have made their children to stay far away from them because I got them jobs in far places. They reported me to the G. O and church administration.”

    I sat down with him talking until another Usher came to call him. As we were going into the church, he held my hand and looked into my eyes;

    “People are selfish. They want to drink water without minding if the source is faulty. And if you stop giving, they will castigate you for it. I have saved enough money for all of you to start a good business of your own. My friends will take it from where I stop. Promise me you will not stop praying to God. If you stop, the angels will report you to me and if they do, I will send Gabriel to bring one of your ears.”

    He quietly joked before entering the church. I ran to the bathroom to cry. I couldn’t hold it.

    Not long after I began hearing noises emanating from the church, my curiosity compelled me to rush over and join the gathering. As I entered, I discovered a group of fellow workers, their mournful wails filling the air. It became apparent that the cause of their distress was the announcement of someone’s departure. In the midst of this emotional scene, Elder Timothy’s son unexpectedly leaped to his feet.

    “I have the video footage of all the elders planning to remove Pastor Stanley. My elder brother just finished theological school. My Dad and other elders want him to take over from Pastor Stanley. I told them it’s wrong, but they shut me up.”

    I recorded everything he said and dropped into the youth WhatsApp group. The majority of them were Pastor Stanley’s proteges. And they started chatting with me. I told them everything he was going through.

    Suddenly, the rumbling of a truck and the deafening sound of a demolisher reached our ears, and we instinctively knew that the moment had arrived. The entire congregation, filled with a mix of fear and hope, gathered, engaging in fervent prayers and desperate pleas. Two men adorned in yellow headguards emerged and began making their way towards our sacred church.

    An air of apprehension hung among the elders, their gaze shifting nervously between one another. Amidst the tension, some women found solace in singing hymns and passionately exclaiming their faith. It was then that I spotted Mr. Charles, the son of one of the respected elders, stepped out of his car and approached the pastor with determined strides, eager to exchange greetings and speak to him.

    “Do you know me, sir? Or are you not Pastor Stanley?”

    He asked. The pastor smiled. He hugged our beloved pastor. He knew our pastor was still trying to recollect him. He pulled him away from the crowd, but trust me, I was close by.

    “During my NYSC in Lagos, you saw me walking in the hot sun on a Monday afternoon, I will never forget. I remember the clothes you put on that day. You pulled up and called me. You asked what I do, and I told you I was an architect. Not only that, but you gave me your friend’s contact. You asked me to tell the person I was from you. I did, and now the rest is history. That your friend respected you. I met a few others too. They shared with me all that you did for them. And now, I know why it is good to be good. One person from this church called my Dad, who happened to be an elder in one of the branches of this same church, that I should come and buy an abandoned site to build a petrol station. They told me the church has been closed down for two years.”

    Everyone was shocked. Pastor Stanley just stood there without surprise. He was used to things like this.

    “To preserve the current state of this church, it seems you have prioritized the well-being of its members over enhancing the physical structure. I am familiar with your intentions, and I have a proposal. I will arrange for the same engineer to be sent here, who will construct the church according to your preferences. The design will include underground shops and a restaurant. I will provide you with the plan, and please rest assured that you won’t need to worry about the payment. God has already taken care of it. Once again, I apologize, sir, and thank you for profoundly impacting my life.”

    He concluded, gave him another hug and left with his demolishing trucks. The shouts and celebration was behind normal. As if that were not enough, our G. O’s Personal Assistant walked in.

    We quickly rushed the service and handed the mic to him during the announcement segment. He collected the mic and sighed more than five times.

    “Greetings to all of you from our beloved father, the General Overseer (G. O) of this ministry, and our mother in the Lord. I am here to bring you an important update regarding the news about Pastor Stanley’s departure from this church, which your pastor has shared with you. While that message may have seemed accurate, the G. O felt the need to seek God’s guidance on this matter, and the Lord has intervened at the last moment.

    Only a foolish leader would allow a dedicated, honest, and humble servant to leave based solely on hearsay. Certain mischievous elders in this church attempted to undermine the work of God, hoping to manipulate the ongoing activities here. They seem to have forgotten all the good that Pastor Stanley has accomplished. However, I am pleased to announce that Pastor Stanley will remain with us. We should all thank God for pastors like him.

    Allow me to highlight some of his remarkable contributions. Pastor Stanley has built three schools, providing church members’ children with a 30% tuition fee discount and free uniforms. He has also established two pure water industries, offering employment opportunities to your jobless children. Additionally, he has conducted numerous training classes in the field of technology and many other areas. His selfless acts toward humanity go beyond the ordinary.

    The G. O has instructed me to inform you that Pastor Stanley’s position will no longer be that of a Pastor but rather the Head of the Zonal Headquarters. Furthermore, he will serve as an Assistant to our G. O, overseeing matters related to education and entrepreneurship.

    Now, let us all rejoice and shout, “Hallelujah!” for this wonderful news.”

    The entire church was filled with a flurry of activity as people scattered about, joyfully jumping up and embracing one another. Amidst the commotion, I spotted someone dear to me and rushed towards him, tears streaming down my face as I sought solace in his comforting embrace. At that moment, I understood the reason behind my tears. Everything around us has transformed, yet one precious thing remained unchanged. However, it remained a secret, known only to me.

    Then two gentlemen walked in. They were in black suits. They inquired about the pastor. He met them and it was another mighty testimony.

    Sir, I have been dispatched to escort you to Abuja immediately. We have two potential kidney donors awaiting your arrival. However, before proceeding, our organization would like to conduct a thorough assessment to determine the extent of damage to the kidneys.

    He dragged me into his office and began to roll on the floor. He was filled with praise. All three problems were solved at the same time, on the same day. Tears continued to stream down his face, and at that moment, I knew where the help came from. Among the guys he had helped, some of them were doctors and wealthy individuals. I kept quiet and just smiled.

    There was never a Sunday like that again in our church. He left for Abuja and two weeks later he returned stronger than before. He just kept smiling. As he walked in, we all gave him a standing ovation, to the Glory of God.

    “When you next encounter me, simply address me as Wonder. Firstly, a church building that was initially slated for demolition underwent a transformation and was instead renovated. Secondly, my predicament took an unexpected turn and turned out to be a promotion. And thirdly, well, there is absolutely nothing that our God cannot do. Hold unto Him.

    I almost lost faith in Him, but I persevered. Prepare yourself for what I’m about to express, as it may catch you off guard. We encounter a greater multitude of temptations compared to all of you. Moreover, it’s essential to remember that we, too, are humans with our vulnerabilities. Each day and night, tears stream down my face as I wait and yearn for God’s presence, hoping that He will intervene in my life. Alas, it seems as though He has not done so, as He intends to manifest His wonders in His own divine timing, which is truly remarkable.

    When I received the news that I had a stage three kidney problem. Something died in me that day. Although I had witnessed miracles through my prayers for others, I began to think that perhaps God had forgotten about me. However, when I underwent the final test, I received astonishing news. Listen, if you want to serve God, serve Him wholeheartedly. Trust Him unwaveringly.

    I was told that my kidney was in perfect condition. No cancer, no stones, nothing! Instead of relying on someone else’s kidney for survival, He chose to completely heal me! Isn’t God deserving of all our praise? Yes, undoubtedly, He is!”

    Do you desire a miracle from God, regardless of what you are going through, He will see you through it all. You don’t need to run anywhere, God alone is enough and He is the surest Deal.

    Happy Sunday.

    My name is Amusan Tolulope Writes, and I am your impeccable writer.