This is a Sequel to ‘The Attraction’. Please read it if you haven’t. Some new characters will appear. Find out what happens. Enjoy.
Ekene was striding down the path to the lecture hall, humming a worship song. It was a cold harmattan morning and the hazy, dry air was enough to keep other students indoors. Not him, though. He liked to arrive early to pray and prepare before others arrived. When a fair number of students were seated, he would mount the podium in front and share the gospel with them. This was his practice 3 days of the week. On Mondays and Thursdays, he could not do same as he had very early lectures.
It was his 2nd year in medical school. Sherry, his class representative, had the duty of ‘flashing’, his phone if any lecturer showed up in his absence. There was an Anatomy test due in a week and he was spiritually prepared. Already, he had done 1 week dry fasting, prophesied over his bones, and anointed his Last’s Anatomy text book. Victory was sure . When he remembered that he had scored 26% in his Biochemistry test, he decided to add midnight dancing to the formula. No demon could surely withstand all these. Even if they tried to make him fail again, the measures he had put in place were fool-proof. Besides, God could not disappoint his son. He had to defend his prophet who was doing the work of an evangelist.
Soon, he arrived the lecture hall. A group of freshmen were due for a GST 101 lecture at 8.30am. It was 7.00am. He dropped his books and took his bible to the podium. Loudly, he began to sing a praise song and dance around the podium.
“Jehovah is your name,
Jehovah is your name,
Great in battle,
Jehovah is your name!”
He was dancing, singing, gesticulating with his bible for some minutes before he broke into prayers in tongues. He had the venue to himself so he felt no compunction.After prayers, he sat at the back of the hall to study the bible. He had already prepared his message, and memorized it. The only reason he was studying, was for fresh insight. It often happened that he received a word of knowledge about a student who would be part of the audience.
Many times, people were healed when he called out their conditions. For this reason, most groups paid rapt attention while he preached. Others were heckled, stoned, or outrightly ignored. He had earned their respect.
At 8.00am, students began to trickle in, bundled up in cardigans, shawls, jackets and head warmers. Some had flasks of hot beverages in their hands, while others rubbed their hands together to create warmth.
“Good morning! Praise the Lord!”, he shouted from the back. “Can somebody shout Halleluyah!”
A few voices responded. He stood and began to stride to the front, singing a praise song. More students joined him. Soon, he was on the podium, expounding the word of God. The hall was calm as he spoke boldly on faith. Others joined them as he preached but, they did not disrupt the gathering. Just before the lecturer came in, he prayed for the sick and laid hands on 4 people who came forward. Then he stepped off the podium, picked up his books, and headed to the Department of Medicine.
At his college grounds, he stopped to chat with a first year student who he had prayed for recently. She had complained of a severe chest pain. “Eka, hi”, he greeted.
“Bro, Ekene! Good morning”, she extended her hand for a handshake.
“Morning, God bless you”, he placed his books on his knee while resting his foot on a tree log.
“Thank you for the prayers the other day. I feel much better”, she smiled.
“To God be the glory. How are lectures going?”
“It’s well. I have a Physics 102 test tomorrow”
“Have you read?”
“I’ve done my best”
“God will give you a retentive memory. The memory of the righteous is blessed”
“Do you know Henry?”
“Yes, we are classmates”
“We went to secondary school together”
“Yes, I know. He told me you were the best graduating student. That you had all As in your O’levels”, she replied shyly.
“To God be the glory”
“Bro. Ekene, I wish I was as intelligent as you are. I only managed to have 3 As”
He laughed. “Exams are not the true measure of intelligence”
“You are just saying that…”, she laughed.
They spent a few more minutes chatting before he noticed that his phone was vibrating
“Excuse me”, he fumbled in his pocket for his phone.
“Hello”, he said when he pressed the receive button. “What! I’m on my way”
Turning to Eka, he apologized and started down the path to his classroom. Sherry had called to inform him that Dr. Ikponwusa was in their class and was threatening to give a quiz. He began to pray as he walked.
“I cancel every thought of giving a quiz from his mind! Lord, you know I have not opened my Biochemistry textbook for 2 weeks. Please help me”
When he got to the classroom, he saw that it was filled and Dr. IKponwusa was writing questions on the board. He adjusted his white shirt and green tie and walked in.
“Good morning, sir”, he greeted politely.
“Where are you coming from, young man?”, the lecturer turned to face him”
“I’m sorry I’m late sir. It won’t happen again”, he apologized.
“Get out of my class!”, he barked.
Ekene tried to mutter a plea.
“I said, get out!”, he repeated and turned to continue writing.
Ekene stood there for a while. When his smile failed to make the lecturer have a rethink, he turned on his heel and walked out. Pulling his phone out of his pocket, he saw that Sherry had sent him several messages before probably sneaking out to call him. The man must have entered the class at 9.15. He was usually late for his class by 1 hour and Ekene had expected him at 10am. Sadly, he had missed a quiz, which he needed to pass badly. More so, because he had failed the previous test.
“Satan, you can’t, steal my joy! No weapon fashioned against me shall prosper! This quiz must surely be canceled!”, he stood outside the room muttering.
To be continued.