On the 30th of December in the year
1992, I walked into the office of a young pastor of a predominantly youth
ministry, Pastor Chris Oyakhilome, agitated in my spirit. I had a few questions
to ask him.
I was not sure he or anybody else
would have the answers but it was time for me to speak out to someone. I feared
that I would explode if I didn’t.
The turbulence within had become
unbearable. The young lady at the church office reception (Miss Tolu Doherty)
didn’t think it was such a good idea because the pastor was praying and
preparing for an end-of-year all-night service for the following day.
Disappointed, I turned and walked
towards the exit but just then, I heard the lady call out: “Pastor says you
should come in." The experiences and circumstances leading up to that day
are difficult to abridge, but here’s my effort.
