Efua had begun returning from the stream. He took okhuo-itueke; the long narrow strip of dust that terminated into the popular Afuda road, instead of the much closer igbenebubu behind Itulah's compound. He had heard a few other visitors to the stream whisper that Bruno, Ujawè's aggressive native dog had given birth to six puppies yesterday and had laid seige to the igenebubu. Of all the dogs in the Ujorò, Becko was the stubbornest. Though Efua had never had any serious confrontation with the dog. It was easy to tell that it was stubborn; from it's scarlet red eyes, it's relentless habitual barking and the fact that when other dogs took off after sighting his cutlass weilding figure from afar, in the times when he made his usual trips to the farm through the same igbenebubu, only Becko would dare to perch at a corner in defiance barking and gnashing. Now as mother-dog it's notorious stubbornness will become twice the normal. He bit his lip, he would love to teach the dog a lesson but not today. Particularly not now that there was too much anger in his heart, if he should kill someone's dog, there would be no money to pay.

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It was the noise and shouts from the neighborhood that woke me up that morning.

I looked beside me and my wife was nowhere to be found.

I checked the time, and it was 4:32 am.

The noise kept increasing, and I took a little time to listen…

I discovered that some people were actually crying.

I checked the restroom, but my wife was not there.

"Where is this woman?" I muttered to myself before I left for the sitting room.

I was shocked when I saw neighbors and friends in our sitting room mourning, wailing, and crying.

About four women were holding my wife as she kept crying uncontrollably.

"What is going on here?

No one seems to notice my presence." I got furious and shouted at them all, "Can someone explain to me the meaning of all this? What is going on here!"

No one answered…

I looked closely and saw my picture sitting on a table with a book and a pen before it. My heart began to race, and I ran back to the bedroom! I froze as I saw myself lying motionless on the bed!

Is this a dream or death? I ran back to the sitting room to grab my wife. It was then I noticed something most unusual!

My hands went through her as if she was a wind!

I shouted in fear, "Darling, what is going on?!"

No response from her or anyone. The wailing and mourning continued.

I broke down in tears because it now dawned on me that I have departed from this world.

At that realization, I felt a hand on my shoulder… I looked towards the direction and saw a being that words cannot describe. His presence generated some heat around me.

From that moment, I was no longer in control.

"Follow me," he ordered, and I did. We moved with a speed that cannot be described. Our legs were not touching the ground.

The more we went, the more heat I felt. I asked him, "Where are you taking me to, sir?"

His response almost melted my entire being! He said with a tone of finality, "You are going to hell, the eternal home of the enemies of God."

"I am a believer in Christ Jesus," I protested.

"Yesterday, your daughter was pleading for your forgiveness, and you swore never to forgive her.

Your wife was pleading with you in tears to forgive your own daughter, but you said over your dead body.

Have you not read that if you do not forgive men their sins, your Heavenly Father will not forgive you?

"Please, can you give me a chance to go right my wrong?" I pleaded.

"I am afraid it is now too late. The state you enter eternity is the state you remain," he replied.

I shouted, "God! Have mercy on me!!!"

Suddenly, everything and everywhere were still and silent.

I started feeling pains at the back of my head and body.

I heard the voice of my wife from afar shouting, "Jesus, Jesus."

The voice was coming closer to me with time.

Then, I heard my daughter singing a worship song, "No other name like the name of Jesus…"

Suddenly, I felt like I was on a bed and started feeling some hands on my body. I sneezed and opened my eyes!

My wife shouted, "Praise the Lord," but my daughter continued with her worship song. I saw two medical doctors and some nurses.

It was Bedfast Military Hospital.

The doctor smiled at me and said, "You are welcome. We thank God that you finally come around." My wife held me tight, and my daughter knelt down in tears.

"Daddy, I am so sorry for breaking your heart. Forgive me."

I held her hand to my chest and apologized to her for failing her when she needed my love the most as a father. "I am so sorry for letting you down, Jumoke. I too need your forgiveness."

"I forgive you from all of my heart."

For over 30 minutes, I wept without control…

It was in the midst of my tears that I was told how I got to the hospital. I fell down at the bathtub, landed my head on the floor, and passed out.

So, all I saw was a dream, vision, or revelation. I can’t even tell, but I learned a lesson I could not have learned any other way!

My daughter got pregnant four years ago and brought shame to the family and my reputation.

I swore never to forgive her till I die. For four years, she has been pleading, but I refused to listen. She needed my fatherhood desperately at the time, but I denied her.

So, I could have ended my journey in hell. I could have messed up the salvation of my soul because of unforgiveness.

Thank you, Lord, for your mercy. Thank you, Lord, for giving me a chance to make amends.

Thank you, Jesus!

Friend, can you take time to ruminate? If you happen to die now, is there anything that will stop you from making heaven?

Settle it now. Sort it out now!

For it is appointed unto men to die once and after that judgment.

No repentance in the grave. You have only one life.

Good morning.

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Hope the competition is still on.

I am working on my post o, Please Blessed extend the date if possible. thanks

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