Tuesday 26th November Prayer Devotion
Scripture Reading:- 2 Samuel 11:1-27
Topic:-My Secret Sin 
Text:- Proverbs 28:18
I shouted into the mic, stressing my word and the crowd yelled even louder. “Can we just compose ourselves as we worship the El shaddai, the Elohim, The King of kings, the Lord of lords, the I Am that I Am.” “Mandalekatushaldaba.” I burst into tongue. “The Bible says, God is a Spirit and they that must worship God must worship Him in spirit and in truth.”
As I was trying to elate the crowd, I saw Fred enter the Church. Well built, muscular and light in complexion. Like the Biblical Joseph, very handsome and good to behold. I still doubt if I were the only one in the Church he was having an affair with.
Many of those young girls flopped around him calling him Papa and M.O.G. He was also very much adored and loved in the Church because of his activeness yet, my partner in sin.
“Close your eyes and lift up your hands unto the Lord as we worship him.” As I began to sing deeper, those emotional tears began to pour from my eyes. Some of the people were also singing and crying while others were blasting in tongues.
I glanced at Fred, with hands akimbo, he was shaking and nodding his head in all direction as though he was translated to another realm.
His voice was louder than every other person. It seemed he was trying to tell them that he prayed in tongue more than any of them as he seldom pray in the language of men. It may surprise you to know that Fred was not the only person I was sleeping with.
I did those abominable acts outside the Church too. I was scared that my evil deeds would one day be exposed if I involve other members. So, whenever those decent boys in my Church asked my out, even for a serious relationship, I will politely turn them down preaching the Gospel to them. Telling them how it’s going to affect our relationship with God but there was never a no from me to the outsiders: the fallen brethren as they will never be in my Church to see me pray or sing.
You see eh! You would want to blame me for this hypocrisy of the highest order. Go ahead. Judge me, condemn me. Cast the first stone but remember, you didn’t die for me. It is Christ that died. Yes, it is God that justifies.
You may think I did not feel sad for myself. You may think I loved what I was doing. No, to me, it was also disgusting.
It made me look so dirty like a pig. It made feel like I did not belong to the family of the true children of Jesus Christ.
I have judged myself enough, so you don’t have to judge me again. If there’s anything to do, it’s to pray for me because secretly, I was dying.
Just like the Church of Sardis, I had the reputation of being alive but I was dead. Yes, I had the reputation of being vibrant and burning for God but I was on my way to hell.
You may think I was not born again. Well, I was genuinely born again. I spoke in the tongues of Angels, I’ve received the gift of the Holy Spirit, yet, I was swimming in sin.
On Facebook and other social media, I was an Apostle of holiness as I never ceased preaching and posting scriptures on my wall. My WhatsApp status was always preaching Christ but my lifestyle was contrary to the faith.
Apostle Paul said that he’s the worst of all sinners. I don’t want to drag that position with Elder Paul but one thing is certain, nobody can drag the second slot with me.
My situation became critical when I became addicted to sex. Sex became my driving force. I was always happy during weekly fellowship as it was the only opportunity to visit Fred before heading to Church together. After fellowship, we’d return to his home for more fun before he would see me off.
When I could not make it to Fred’s home, I resorted to masturbation. There was no single day passed by without me masturbating as I began to find it more pleasurable than sex.
Even on Sunday morning, before service, I would masturbate at home before handling the Microphone on the Pulpit to lead the praise and worship.
Don’t think I ever felt comfortable at the Pulpit. I hated myself for what I was doing. I only needed a way out of my predicament. I was always kneeling at the front of the Altar for every Altar call. But that same evening, I would be in my room thrusting myself with cucumber.
I have gone days without food and water in the name of fasting but to no avail. You see! Haven’t I tried?
Prayer Point:- I declared that all my secret and known sins, I confess all, have mercy upon me and washed me with Your blood now, and forgive me completely, in the name of Jesus Christ.
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