It was my first day in Queens high school. I was a little bit nervous to be precise. It was strange being in a new environment. You had to ask questions about everything.
“Excuse me! Where do I find this and where do I find that? Sort of!
So, here we go! I was introduced to the principal, who introduced me to all the staffs. Actually, meeting the principal was a relief. I was not sure of what to do if I met Mr George again.
To be honest, I was scared about meeting him. What was I going to tell him if I saw him? I would lose the job before I even started. I was not ready to go through such conversation. Since God wanted me in Queens high school, I guess he had to take care of not getting me fired. Because, I was sure to get fired anytime soon.
The principal, Mr Wilson was a nice man. Broad shoulders, neatly shaved beards, dark skinned and of average height. He was easy to talk to and fun hanging around with.
Anything to keep me from meeting Mr George. Why am I so scared? Geez!
He showed me around and introduced me to all the staffs. He also showed me the classes I would be teaching. Upon introducing me to the classes, I met the girl at the gate again.
I saw a smile on her face and wondered what it was doing there. It was later during recess that she approached me and told me that we lived in the same neighbourhood.
Her name is Lola.
She said she had seen me several times and was glad to have me as her teacher in her school. When it was closing hours, we walked home together. That was how she showed me her house and introduced me to her entire family.
My first day in Queens high school was awesome. The students were really nice and respectful. The only thing I was uncomfortable with was the cold stare the lady beside me was throwing at me.
We sat side by side in the staffs room and only told each other our names. Her name was Sophia and I fell in love with the name. It was almost the same as mine.
But as work continued, she was always throwing me that uncomfortable glances. It made me wonder if I had committed any offence.
One thing I also noticed about her was her scornful glare at the Bible on my table.
Does she hate Christians that much?
I ignored her and focused on my job, untill it was closing time. So I quietly bowed my head and whispered a word of prayer to God.
Although she was busy putting her stuffs together, I could feel her eyes on me.
When I opened my eyes, it was a confirmation. She was watching me.
“Sophia! How was your day?” I said, just to break the silence between us.
“Fine”, she said under her breath. She slid the rope of her purse on her shoulder and turned to me.
“If you are a Christian, my advice to you is to quit the job. This place is not for Christians”.
She made to leave, but I was curious.
“Why?” I asked.
“It’s because there are two things involved. It’s either you lose your job or you give up your Jesus and satisfy your boss on his bed”.
I was shocked to hear that. Do you mean all the female workers in this school had been intimate with Mr George? That guy is a real Devil. How could he be this stupid to share his soul with over 20 or more female staffs? I need to slap some sense into the guy’s head. Please, someone take me to his office.
Suddenly, the fear of losing my job engulfed me. I just got the job, I can’t lose it too early. If it means playing hide and seek with Mr George, then so be it.
“Sister Susan!” Sophia called me out of my thoughts.
“Please quit the job to save yourself the embarrassment of becoming a side chick”.
I was dumbfounded. My heart was racing. God, I don’t know what to say. I am sure you sent me here. Chai! Na me send myself ooh! See wahala wey I use my leg waka go meet.
“SUSAN, SAY SOMETHING!” Th inner voice whispered.
“What am I going to say?” I asked within me.
“OPEN YOUR MOUTH AND I WILL FILL IT”. Came the response.
“Sophia!” I began.
“I don’t know what happened to all the Christians that came here and dropped Jesus to keep their jobs. I’m not here to tell you I’m better than them. Far be it from me, but this is what I have to say. I will be the only Christian here who would not be fired and will not compromise”.
What did I just say? I can’t believe I just said that. How was I going to keep the job and still keep my relationship with God? Surely Mr George would come for me and I must not budge. So how was this promise going to be possible?
“Let’s see how you’ll achieve this! Henceforth, I’ll be watching you. If you disappoint Jesus, don’t say I didn’t warn you like I warned Chioma”, she turned and hurried out.
My shoulders jerked. Was I repeating the same mistake Chioma made? Oh my God! I’m so scared.
When I got home that evening, I sat down on my bed and pondered on that brief discussion with Sophia.
Fear ate me like a hungry Lion.
This was how Chioma was warned, but she was sturborn. She was confident that she would never give in. Now she’s in the grave. I myself out of stupidity, let my place and put my head in the lion’s mouth and expects the lion to lick my face.
I left my peaceful dwelling. I left Cranfield, in search of trouble. They asked me if God was leading me and this idiot said yes. Oh my God!
Cynthia reminded me that Chioma came here and lost her relationship with God. She backslided and ended up commiting abortion. This idiot said she would never compromise.
Look at me! Susan, can you see your stupidity? Thank God I still have a chance at Cranfield. It’s better to be safe than sorry.
I started looking for writing materials to tender my resignation.
My heart was pounding heavily.
“SUSAN! OPEN TO JOB 3:25”. The inner voice spoke clearly.
“Yes sir! But let me finish writing my resignation letter”, I replied audibly.
“DO IT NOW!” Came the gentle response.
I knew my letter had to wait. I had two bibles. The smaller I carried with me, while the bigger one never left my study table.
So I sat down and flipped till I arrived at the passage.
Job 3:25 For the thing which I greatly feared is come upon me, and that which I was afraid of is come unto me.
I paused and breathed down.
“Lord what are you saying to me?”
“SUSAN, FEAR IS A CALAMITY MAGNET. IF YOU ARE SCARED OF GETTING SICK, THAT’S WHEN SICKNESS WOULD COME. IF YOU ARE SCARED OF LOSING A JOB, THAT’S WHEN YOU ACTUALLY LOSE IT. WHATEVER YOU ALLOW FEAR TO DOMINATE IN YOUR THOUGHTS, BECOMES A REALITY.
JOB WAS ACTUALLY RESPONSIBLE FOR WHAT BE FELL HIM BECAUSE HIS FEAR BROUGHT HIS DISASTROUS IMAGINATION INTO REALITY. AS A RICH MAN, HE FEARED THAT HE WOULD IN A SINGLE DAY, LOSE ALL HIS WEALTH. AS A FATHER, HE WAS AFRAID HE WOULD LOSE ALL HIS CHILDREN IN ONE DAY.
HIS IMAGINATION, CAME ALIVE AND CAME TO PASS.
REMEMBER, GOD IS ABLE TO DO, EXCEEDING, ABUNDANTLY, ABOVE ALL WE CAN ASK OR WHAT?
“Think”, I replied.
“SO YOUR THINKING IS ALSO A PRAYER REQUEST. AND TOUR IMAGINATION IS PART OF YOUR THINKING. CAN YOU SEE REASON WHY I SAID THIS?
MY PEOPLE PERISH FOR LACK OF UNDERSTANDING”.
“Oh my God!” I said as tears ran down my cheeks.
I was sending a prayer request to God through my imagination and thoughts and through my fear, I was asking God for something terrible.
“SUSAN, REMEMBER THAT SCRIPTURE, PHILIPPIANS 4:8”.
“Finally, brethren, whatsoever things are true, whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things are just, whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are of good report; if there be any virtue, and if there be any praise, think on these things”.
I recited with a smile on my face.
“CONTROL YOUR THOUGHTS MY CHILD! DON’T ALLOW THOSE UNCLEAN SPIRITS FILL YOUR HEART WITH FEAR”.
“Thank you so much Lord!” I said and went on my knees in appreciation to God.
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