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Sunday With The Edafes



It was a beautiful, Sunday morning, the sun was shining bright, there were no clouds in the sky, sounds of joy filled the air coupled with people in their Sunday best.

 In the home of The Edafe's, the man of the house Pastor Samuel was deep in thoughts. Pastor Samuel was all dressed up in an immaculate white shirt and trouser pondering on what testimony to tell his church members. He usually set the ball rolling by telling a miracle he encountered during the previous week. Last week he told them about his account being credit by the Holy Ghost he called it “miracle alert”.

Pastor Edafe also had no plans of telling his congregation that it was all a mix-up and he had, in fact, returned the money he received back to its rightful owner. He was not going to kill the hopes of his enthusiastic congregation who already called on the God of miracle alerts to credit their accounts. By telling them that the bank cashier had made a mistake. As he racked his brain for answers his dog Will barked. He sat up with glee. He finally had an idea.

 He filled his wife in on his plan to tell his members that their good dog Will’s food was poisoned by jealous neighbours but the good lord made Will to experience a loss of appetite and so refused to eat. With Will's head out of the window, the Edafe's drove to church.

  When the time came for Thanksgiving and testimony. Pastor Samuel and his wife called on all present in the church to thank the lord with screaming and dancing for saving the life of will. Pastor Samuel narrated his story of how Will slipped from the hands of death. While the congregation listened in awe. And then they all prayed that the holy ghost fire would burn whoever wanted to hurt poor Will.
Every question in mind about how sure the Edafe's were that their neighbours had really poisoned will's food or how the Edafe's realized that the food was indeed poisoned was locked up in the minds of the congregation never to be spoken.
 At the close of the service, the Pastor and his wife led Will back into the vehicle and returned home.

On the arrival of the couple. They found out that their house had been burglarized. Every material possession they owned down to the steaming hot pot of stew Mrs Edafe prepared that morning had been stolen.

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