The Deceiver and The Revealer

Imagine this.
You are dating a prophet
A prophet who taught you how to enter into the metaphysical and would fellowship with you daily until your spiritual eyes became enlightened and you began to ride upon the breath of God in the place of prayer and meditation.
You then lied to the prophet that you were going to "the mattress" (Work with your company on a difficult corporate merger and acquisition deal), and you will be incommunicado for two weeks.

You were actually going on a trip with your ex-lover (sugar daddy), whom you have always kept an "on today, off tomorrow" relationship with, depending on what he has to offer you after several years of being together without any prospect of marriage or becoming a mother through him.
You had called off the relationship officially, but this sugar daddy knows you are greedy and can easily be lured with money and other material things.
So once in a while, he will send you some good money, then send a driver over to take you to dinner, and when you are impressed with his effort, you bed him.
Then you return to your normal Christian life, praying that God will give you your own home and settle you maritally.

A few months later, Sugar Daddy will return with "Can we go on a Safari tour together? I got this offer in South Africa, and I don't want to go alone.”
You will mull over it and then tell yourself, "Life happens to those who happen to happen to life."
So off you go with him to the Safari, just to happen to life and not die of boredom.
You will mull over it and then tell yourself, "Life happens to those who happen to happen to life."
So off you go...

All these had been going on between you and this Hoverer, Sugar Daddy, before you met the prophet.
The hoverer was hovering when you met your previous potential husbands, too, and somehow, because you refuse to make up your mind and let him go, the potential husbands lose out as you dump them and follow your sugar daddy.
You have been with this Hoverer for seventeen years. He met you when you were twenty-three and had remained in your life as a backbone and supporter till you turned forty.

At a point, he rented a house for the two of you where you live, kept a home so that whenever he is in town, you don’t have to meet in hotels
He knew all your siblings and parents
You introduced him to them as your career mentor (of course, they know you are sleeping with him. Even your mother would often say, “Stop following another woman's husband so that you can find your own,” to you once in a while.
But being greedy for gains and taking advantage of everything the Sugar Daddy had to offer, your siblings and parents looked the other way more than they looked your way to tell you the truth.
When you meet any potential husband, you share the information with your sugar daddy, and you both analyse whether the guy is good for you or not.
The Sugar Daddy tells you, "You are free to date anybody and move on with your life," but in action, he didn't move on.
He was determined to ruin your life while refusing to take responsibility for your foolishness because he understood your greed and knew how to exploit it.
Compared to him, there is no other man that you can truly love, and yet he is married and refused to marry you or have a child with you (an option you had begged him on your knees to take, which he refused vehemently).

So you met this prophet during your off period with your Sugar Daddy, and you began to bond in love. You do all the midnight calls and the video calls, and the sweet nothings with him. You sang hymns and spiritual songs, you saw visions and prophesied.
You know he is the real deal.
Six months into your relationship, you began to talk about marriage plans
Your sugar daddy had been incommunicado, but you know from experience that he will just drop in like a thief in the night whenever he chooses
You were determined not to reach out to him because you were weaning yourself off him and would like to settle down and have a home of your own.
You had told the prophet you were single and there was nobody in your life, and he didn’t question you on your past
You had convinced yourself you were starting out with The Prophet on a clean slate, and the past is bygone forever.
Then the Sugar Daddy reached out, offering a two-week trip to Europe.

As usual, he said, “I’ve got this business trip to Europe, and I will be staying at the best hotels and hobnobbing with the crème de la crème of the business world on this trip. I think it will be good for your career and network as a business owner to come along if you so desire.
It was an offer your greed couldn’t turn down.
You don’t even enjoy the sex anymore, but he is rich, and you are a parasite who feeds her greed by latching to a willing host and sucking such for all you can get out of him even if it will ruin your future
You saw it as an opportunity to squeeze your sugar daddy for some more money while he also will squeeze you for juices that were not new to him.
What do you have to lose?
Your prophet is not as rich as your sugar daddy, and well, your greed cannot be fed with hymns, visions, prophecies, and spiritual songs

(Sorry guys, I am enjoying typing this too much and deliberately making it longer and longer as it is making me laugh. Oh My. Sorry)

So you lied to the Prophet and went off to Europe with your Sugar Daddy.

The prophet then saw it.
How dare he see it?
And you got angry.

How dare he see it.
Is that what God said he should use his spiritual gift for?
Why was he monitoring you?
Was he married to you?
Why was he poking his nose into your lie and calling you out on it?

Then you went ahead and wrote a report to a pastor who knew about your relationship and was hoping the two of you would get married
You left out everything you did wrong and cooked up all sorts of lies to paint the prophet as the devil
You said the prophet wrote you a stinker and broke up with you without cause
And the pastor took it upon himself to believe you and defend your honour.

When the matter came to my table, I saw it as it is. Plain and simple and clear as crystal.

The pastor presented it and even presented the stinker as evidence.

But I saw through it!

Liar, liar, pants on fire!

This story came to mind as I decided to tickle myself to a good laugh today.
I laugh every time I tell the story
I laugh as I remember it, and I laugh as I write it
Quite a funny true-life experience.
Oh my.
Every time I see people who are tempted to underestimate the Holy Spirit, I remember the story and remind myself that His silence does not mean he does not know.
The Holy Spirit knows all things and can reveal all things, including our thoughts and deepest desires, if he chooses to or when he chooses to.

PS: Happy Birthday, My Brother Oyekanmi Daniel, you are a true prophet of God. You are precious to me, and I have learnt a lot from observing you from afar and even in close proximity. Your quiet nature and stealth in spiritual corridors are something many believers, especially brothers, should emulate and aspire to. I call you my brother and my friend.
I say this knowing it to be true and not because I see you or know you in the flesh.
There are many surprises yet to unfold this year
We will all see them and delight in them as one fold in Christ.

-GSW-