PART II of Martha Mwihaki Exposition. (If You missed PART I READ HERE)
That was weird because in my entire years of allegiance to Christ I have never felt that. I have never seen that. Let’s just say the feeling was way too ungodly as a happenstance between a prayer session.
When I partially began to realize I was in between something not so nice, I began to battle out the grip with aggression. I tried pulling myself away from her until she could no longer control me. I finally was off the hook but totally scared.
Rev Lucy Natasha was then back and we were now the three of us, myself Lucy Natasha and her mother. There were only two seats, so Rev Lucy Natasha was on her feet with an IPad. Things were now a little bit calm and I was at ease though overwhelmed by events.
I think they managed to capture my inner person and my spiritual responsiveness as afterward I no longer treated them with hostility. Rev Lucy Natasha then introduced what was typed on the Tablet as a “Report” from the Lord concerning me on her ministry.
I remember her telling me that the Lord had spoken and that I would be appropriated as a deacon in the assembly. First I was hesitant but then there appeared to be a spiritual capture, so I sort of nodded as a sign of affirmation.
I am a woman who puts on long dresses, the first thing I was guided to do was put on relatively shorter dresses, the logic behind that was mysterious but obviously, that was a sexual connotation for seduction, which is a pillar for Lucy’s church.
FACT. The lady giving me instructions was a young lady, slightly above her twenties, same thing, seductive looks with extraordinary disagreeable attraction. One thing, never in your walk of faith ignore any red flag, if there are funny theatrics right from the word go, disappear and run for your dear life.
I got embraced in the church and that was it. I was a “daughter” in the ministry. Days turned into weeks and months and so on.
My first encounter with the “Liberalism” concept was when Lucy openly tried to fix me in a sexual escapade with a guest Nigerian Evangelist accompanied by one of her aides’s in 2015.
After the usual Oracle services, as a deacon (senior church member) you have the prerogative of having an after-service meeting to evaluate a few things as well as take time with a guest in case of any.
After that particular service, we walked out of Lucy’s Office and went to a private guest lounge, just within Six-eighty. We were 5 of us, Myself, the Nigerian Evangelist, one of her aides, her mom, and the brother.
As it were, we had dinner and it was time to leave because I am a mom and wife. There was some form of resistance on any attempt to leave, any aim that suggested that I was leaving was met with some forms of tushughuli that did not make sense.
Mara sijui “wait a minute for us to clear the bill”, oh “Hold on Mum is changing” among others. Within say 20 or so minutes I realized that Lucy had left together with her bro and mom, and I in the company of the pastor and the aide were left, little did I know that the girl was part of the script for a Threesome.
Hahaha, Yes I said a Threesome. The Nigerian Con (Sexual predator) requested to have me get close to him so that we could have a prayer benediction and then leave as the rest had already left. I obliged because I was in a hurry to leave.
Suddenly, From behind, the lady aide softly held my waist, we were a bit close in terms of acquaintanceship so I did not take offense. However, the moment I was sandwiched between them, I knew this was not a prayer but something else, perhaps a plan to kill me, because the thought of a sexual encounter was far-fetched.
How now? I became very aggressive and threatened to scream if they did not get out of my way. The moment both of them realized that I was not in the business of entertaining that nonsense, they simultaneously let go of their arms and retreated to the seats. I uttered no word and left immediately traumatized.
The final part and Martha Mwihaki redemption journey coming your way. If you missed PART I of this