Sound advice depends on whom you decide to trust and for what reasons. In my case I regrettably trusted my Head of Department, Uche, Tari, Douglas and of course Sandra. At first assessment, they all seemed unconnected and have nothing in common except being my friends… indeed Amos 3:3 is true, “Can two walk together, except they be agreed?” yes, I agreed with my HOD to falsify training cost of the company and forge fake invoices; I agreed with Uche to steal out “off the shelf” drugs at his elder brothers pharmacy especially Codeine and addictive drugs. Tari falsely accused his wife of infidelity in other to be with my neighbor’s wife whose husband works offshore. Douglas was married but we clubbed together stupidly almost every weekend and most evenings. There was enough money to spend, bottles of champagne and expensive wines, and lots of girls to go round when Sandra was not around…my threshold for pain by now had been crossed as I felt nothing when my shoulder popped as it dislocated…I feared poverty and so I wanted money by any and all means and for what reasons? Pleasure and vanity because whilst the parties where on, we were raving with excitement and ecstasy but amidst it and when alone in my apartment at night, there was this void, this emptiness, this loneliness that got worse and worse after each day, nothing seem to satisfy nor fill it. Not even my 2018 Ford Edge Unlimited version, metallic light grey with state of the art navigation and power options. My car made heads spin everywhere I went, I was admired and praised but I knew none of those things can help me now and none of these people cared about me especially Sandra. We met at the Incense Bar and Night Club. I showered her with money and she instantly became my girlfriend. The Codeine was for her, she was an addict. At times when the flow cash and supply of drugs was low, she slept with other men to get enough money to buy her drugs. I was ok with it, we had an understanding.
As the cold crawling animal tightened its grip harder, it pulled and there was a terrible trembling and quaking and I knew it was time to descend into the abyss; the residence and home for people like me; the people mentioned in John 3:18-19 “…but he that believeth not is condemned already, because he hath not believed in the name of the only begotten Son of God…And this is the condemnation, that light is come into the world, and men loved darkness rather than light, because their deeds were evil.” I remembered the audio message my Mom sent to me during my 40th birthday…the preacher asked in contemporary terms the same question the Bible asked in Mark 8:36-37… “For what shall it profit a man, if he shall gain the whole world, and lose his own soul? Or what shall a man give in exchange for his soul?” a question I ignored and now facing the consequence. As the shaking and trembled continued, my heart raced and I suddenly felt a urge to say a word of prayer but to whom? Will He listen? Will He care? Will He answer? Unlike the prodigal son, I lost the courage and maintained my silence in preparation for what was coming next. If the Bible is right (and it is indeed right) then the next is descent into Hell and torture from demons which is by far worse than where I am right now.
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