©️ Opeyemi AkintundeAs Inspired by the DEEP ONE I tried to move close to Cordelia stylishly, but a tall lady blocked me and whispered “New disciples are not allowed to mingle yet” she said with a half-smile. “You’ll have access once you ascend.” Ascend? I smiled. “Of course. I’m ready to ascend.” Nothing prepared me…
©️ Opeyemi AkintundeAs Inspired by the DEEP ONE So Tijesuni and I went to Mummy G.O’s office once again. This time, with holy boldness. “Mama, We need to go in,” Tijesuni said, her voice steady. “Jesus didn’t stay in heaven shouting prayers. He came down. We want to do the same.” Mummy G.O was silent….
©️ Opeyemi AkintundeAs Inspired by the DEEP ONE We went the next day. We didn’t get past the gate. “Do you have a pass?” the security man asked. “Pass? For church?” I asked, bewildered. He smiled slightly. “You need to attend our discipleship class online and be approved. We don’t open our doors to just…
©️ Opeyemi AkintundeAs Inspired by the DEEP ONE They always say curiosity killed the cat. What they never tell you is that the cat didn’t die immediately. It played around the edge a bit, sniffed, tasted, even danced…until one day, it was too deep in to escape. That was Cordelia. The last time I saw…
©️ Opeyemi AkintundeAs Inspired by the DEEP ONE You see WHEN THE POWER BUG BITES, many lose their sense of reasoning…. From the diary of Mabel, daughter of Grace, eavesdropper of destinies A.k.A Mummy G.O’s P.A. I am sure you remember me from “BATTLE OF THE BRETHREN”… Well, I am here with another gist. It’s…
©OPEYEMI AKINTUNDEAS INSPIRED BY THE CREATIVE ONE When Brethren Dwell in Unity Here we are. This Is me, closing my diary… with a full heart.The final chapter. Because when grace finishes a story, it leaves no loose ends. Just mercy… and memories. It was two weeks after the Banquet. The air in Holy & Fire…
©OPEYEMI AKINTUNDEAS INSPIRED BY THE CREATIVE ONE The Banquet of the Broken Let me just say, if grace had a party, it would look like this. We called it “The Banquet of the Broken.” A thanksgiving service like no other. No color code.No special guest ministers.Just an open invite to anyone who had ever fallen,…
©OPEYEMI AKINTUNDEAS INSPIRED BY THE CREATIVE ONE By Tuesday week service, Mama invited T.J to her office…T.J walked in like she was walking on egg shells. But Mama reached for her hand and held it gently. “Tijesuni… I was wrong.” T.J. blinked. “I judged you before I truly discerned you. I let fear of the…
©OPEYEMI AKINTUNDEAS INSPIRED BY THE CREATIVE ONE Mummy’s Moment When leaders break… revival deepens. This one had every woman in church weeping like children. It was meant to be a simple women’s fellowship meeting. Theme: “The Weight We Carry.” It was Meant to be light.Chiffon scarves.Small chops.Mama’s usual message about “balance between ministry and womanhood.”…
©OPEYEMI AKINTUNDEAS INSPIRED BY THE CREATIVE ONE Story from the Heart The next Sunday? Church was full before 7:30 a.m. People that don’t come for first service were sitting on windows. Why? Because of the “announcement.” Word had gone round:“T.J. will be addressing the church this morning.” She had gone to speak with Daddy G.O…
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