RISING DEEP - Episode 17

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Patricia’s pastor and his wife were by now deep into intense prayers. On the floor where they lay, praying from their hearts, the pastor saw a vision of his mother and sisters running toward him naked. For reasons beyond him, he did not get up to run. Instead of being afraid of them, rather he got very angry and began to speak to them in tongues he had not spoken before or learned at any time. When his mother and sisters heard him. They stopped suddenly, their faces riddled with fear. As though he was a lion about to pounce and devour their flesh, they began to retreat from him, shaking very much.

The pastor was certain he had nothing to do with what he was saying to them. He did not even know the language he was speaking. The only thing he knew was that the presence of God over him had tripled. He could feel it seeping through the pores on his skin. As his confidence grew, his mother and sisters could no longer run from him. They stood in one spot as if they had been planted to that spot. Then they began to beg him to stop praying. Sadly, their plea made him want to pray more. He began to yell, speaking what sounded to him like a different variant of the tongue he had been speaking. With that, his mother hit the ground with a violent force and turned into a bull with monstrous antlers on its head.


Even the fearful sight could not stop the pastor from praying. Beside him, his wife prayed intensely, but had no clue to the victorious battle her husband was engaged in. The bull tried severally to charge toward him but could not, it was as though an invisible chain held it. Beside the bull, his sisters fell to the ground and changed to a giant three-headed serpent; and began to hiss at him. Like the bull, they could not hurt the pastor. He could not tell why, but he saw himself raise his hand and when he brought it down suddenly, a mighty light struck the bull and the three-headed serpent and they began to burn with a giant blaze.

It was then that the pastor heard a voice, “These are the spirits at work in Patricia’s family. They had come after you to stop you from praying for the girl. Now that you have gained victory over them. Prayer for the girl and her siblings. If you do not pray for them, they will become like their parents and will serve the devil.” The pastor stood to his feet and began to dance joyfully. His wife stopped praying wondering what her husband had seen. Impatiently she waited to hear him tell her what he saw. When he would not stop dancing, she grabbed him by the shoulders and shook him hard and demanded, “Darling what is it? Tell me so that I can rejoice with you!” “Those people I saw as my sisters and mother were actually demons. The Lord has given me victory over them. We have prevailed over them in prayers. They are burning with great fire as I speak,” the pastor said breathlessly. “I knew it! I knew those things were demons masquerading as your relatives. They wanted you to stop praying for the young girl! Praise God for his victory to us!” his wife said, joining him in the dance.

“You are right darling. That was what the Lord said tom me. The spirits are actually the spirits at work in Patricia’s family! The Lord wants us to pray for the girl and her siblings. They will serve the devil if we do not pray for them.” “Darling, then let us obey the Lord. I don’t care how they were born, it was not their fault, if they will give the Lord their hearts, he will take them. Let us pray!” she shouted and went down on her knees again. Her husband joined her, kneeling next to her. Yet again, the pastor heard himself speaking in that strange language again. Before him a vision opened and he saw Patricia and Sandra on hospital beds with many naked men and women trying to enter their bodies. When the vision closed, he saw another vision, a young man (Samuel) was in a church praying with a pastor (Yemi). A spirit like a naked young lady, was outside calling his name. Samuel was having a tough time trying to concentrate. To make things hard for him, the spirit began to show off her breast and private part to him.

He stopped praying and looked at pastor Yemi who was praying with him, he had his eyes closed. Quietly picking his steps, he began to walk away.

By those visions, Patricia’s pastor understood the Lord had shown him what he and his wife were praying for. Still speaking in that language, he persevered in prayer.

Standing on their balcony and looking at them through a window was a spirit. It had been sent to stop their prayers. The pastor’s wife felt a strong urge to ease herself and so stood up to go use the bathroom. When she came out, she perceived something was burning in her kitchen. She ran thinking her children had left something on the gas and went to play. When she got into the kitchen, a kettle was on the gas with nothing in. She thought her children must have done that and so turned off the gas and threw the kettle into the sink, turning on the tap water to cool the red hot kettle.

When she rejoined her husband to continue praying, someone ran to their apartment, banging on the door that one of their children had collapsed on the street. They had to stop praying and ran into the street to get their child to a hospital. Their prayer was being attacked and they could not see that.

The Hospital
Doctors and nurses stood helplessly around Patricia and Sandra. There was nothing they had not done to help them, but none had worked. The people who brought them had to tell them what they witnessed when the sisters tried to escape from those who had kidnapped them. “If the handkerchief thrown into the air is responsible for their condition, then there is nothing medical science can do for them. You have to get them to a church or some spiritual house,” said one of the doctors to those who had brought Patricia and Sandra to the hospital. “Believe me, if this is voodoo at work, then they are going to die here if you do not get them to those who are equipped to handle such cases. There is nothing we can do for them here,” added another doctor.

While the people pondered the best place to take the sisters, the both of them began to moan pleasurably at the same time. The spirits around them which the people in the hospital could not see had begun to gain access into their souls and bodies.

“What is going on here?!” asked one of the nurses, present. “The devil is at work right before our eyes and we are doing nothing about it!” she added. “What do you suggest we do?” asked one of her colleagues. “Pray of course!” replied the nurse. The people present looked at each other.

One could tell they were assessing their spiritual backgrounds to know if they should meddle with whatever was wrong with the girls. One after another, they began to leave until the nurse who proposed that they pray for Sandra and Patricia was the only person left. The moan from Patricia and Sandra had grown louder. The girls had begun to act as though some men were in their beds with them. The nurse felt goose bumps swoosh from her head to her toes, and it felt for a moment that her head was getting larger in size. She could tell she and the girls were not the only ones in that hospital room. As if that was not enough, she began to hear faint whispers calling her name and saying, “Remove your clothes and join us.”

Their words, though gentle, were like commands. The nurse felt a powerful urge to have sex break over her and she began to move her right hand over one of her breasts. Then the door to the room swung open and another nurse barged in saying, “Chika, I was told you need someone to join you to pray for these girls. I am here for that. Let us pray.” The nurse turned and looked into nurse Chika’s eyes, her eyes had turned red and she was breathing hard, almost panting in a moanful manner. “Chika! What has come over you?!” “There are spirits here,” Chika managed to say, clearly moaning. “In the name of Jesus, I break you demonic power! Come out of her now!” the nurse demanded, laying her right hand on Chika’s forehead. Chika dropped to the floor and in a jiffy sprang to her feet. “They took over my mind! Thank you nurse Rose,” Chika said having been set free from the demonic hold over her body and mind.

While Chika tried to explain what happened to her, Rose had already begun to pray, laying her right hand interchangeably over Patricia and Sandra. Chika dashed out of the room and returned in a moment with a tiny bottle of anointing oil. When she tried to sprinkle it on the sisters, their eyes opened at once, and starred hard at her, as if they were saying, “Don’t you dare that!” Chika sprinkled the oil on them nonetheless and that drew horrifying screams from the sisters. Writhing on their beds, Patricia and Sandra pleaded with the nurses to stop praying for them. The spirits had gained entry into them and were now speaking through their mouths.

At the reception, Mr. Dead showed up and presented himself as father to Patricia and Sandra. “I need to take my girls to where they can get the help they need,” he said to doctors and nurses. The people who brought Patricia and Sandra could not recognize Mr. Dead since he had changed his looks. In-between his discussion with doctors, he would shed a tear, blaming his enemies for the condition of his girls. Believing him, doctors led him toward the room where the sisters were being prayed for.

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Written by:
Uzoma Ujor

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