When the next workforce discipleship class came out, I lost my best friend, anyways temporarily. Tiwa decided she was going to join the workforce. I guess it was for a hidden agenda of hers though. Her friend Joyce was getting recognitions from the brothers in the fellowship and she didn’t want to be left behind. You see, all the good brothers are workers, the rest are the designer label brothers; Givenchy wristwatches, Timberland shoes, three quarter trousers that was elastic at the tip. That was what was trending then, 2013/14. Nobody need to tell you, these brothers have no future ambitions and were bad news.
When Tiwa told me about her intension, I advised her against it expressing my logic formula. You are in Rome, you behave like the Romans. At this time she has stopped relaxing and making bulky hair, but Tiwa can like to wear smug fitting clothes; pencil skirt, skimpy pleated skirt, bust revealing tops... So I tell her she won’t be able to cope with the draconian rules of the church and next I am the bad guy and she is hanging around more with Joyce.
I don’t miss her though until a provocating brother says to me one day as I walk home alone from evening service.
“Why do you always walk alone, you do not have friends.”
I defend myself instantly, “I would rather walk alone than walk with bad companies.” Wait a minute, I have heard that before. Yes, sister Dorcas’s sermon at the sister’s koinonia. Koinonia is the Sunday evening fellowship in the hostels. Then it hits me, who was the bad company? So all those times she was ignoring me and Tiwa, we were… Point noted. Now I am the only bad company because Tiwa was with Joyce.
I can’t laugh alone ooh. Tiwa finally completed discipleship class and came the final interview. Jesus is Lord; when shaft will be separated from the wheat, hehehe. Her first interviewer had a very ill-informed orientation. So he asked,
“Are you possessed?” this is because Tiwa is fair skinned and this Ogbomosho man imagined she was possessed. Strike one for her.
Two, her next interviewer asked her to explain her take on skimpy dressing. Being the vain person she can sometimes be; she is forming barrister with the wife of the campus overseer. I don’t know what she went and said there but whatever it is, it gave her strike two and by the end of the discipleship program, her name was M.I.S.S.I.N.G from the new worker’s list. That is how I got my friend back.
The ordination that year ushered in change and vibrancy in the campus fellowship. That was the year Brother Seun was in his finals and was named the evangelism co-ordinator. I remembered, my younger brother who just gained admission telling me he enjoyed the campus church more than the church back home and that he admired the zeal of our evangelism co-ordinator. What is there not to love? I keep my sored opinion to myself. Or what will my bad mouthing him gain? Like father would say, if you have nothing good to say, go and be praying about the situation. Silent apostle ministry continues. Intercessor at work, Keep off!
©Tiana
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