I always hate it when people act like without them a particular thing won’t happen. It’s so annoying when its actually true but no one can do anything about it.
I don’t know if you’ve observed it but it mostly happens with musicians in the choir or minstrels in the music department.
If they keyboardist comes late he is pampered because of his arrogance. He comes late for service and majestically walks in with no sense of urgency.
I angrily started learning how to play the keyboard because i had an image in mind. When Ojo walks into the church in between the praise session he would already find me on the keyboard playing so good that they whole church won’t even know he walked in.
I was still thinking about it when the major lead singer started with her own attitude. Well i couldn’t do both singing nd playing at the same time, i would have to focus on one.
Sis. Chinaza was too pompous. She chose when to come to church and also came in her own designed time. To an extent the pastor was almost bribing her to come and act like a minister that she was.
At least with the keyboardist, he still came every sunday but with Sis. Chinaza, she could stay a whole month and not show up.
The pastors and prayer team started praying and believing God that something would change sooner than later.
Sis. Chinaza was popular called by her stage name Sis. Chizzy which made her feel more like a minister. I started learning to play the keyboard. While learning i was also leading worship when Sis. Chizzy decided she won’t be in church without no prior knowledge.
One sunday, a handsome boy, a stranger to the church walked into the church building and worshipped with us for the first time. Some musicians playing recognised him as an amazing musician, so spontaneously he was called up to lead the worship.
As he led the praise session, every where erupted with dance and joy.
Truth be told when Sis. Chizzy leads praise everyone dances because she is a gifted musician and still anointed.
It was a joyous service with the stranger who led praise. I still refer to him as a stranger because as of that time i didnt know his name.
The offering time was meant to last for seven minutes but because of the stirring it went on for sixteen minutes.
The service that day was an amazing one.
After service, we had workers meeting and the stranger was asked to wait behind too.
So, the pastor permitted him to speak.
“Please Sir, who invited you to join us today? It was a powerful service today.” Pastor Hope asked.
The stranger stood up, “Good afternoon Pastors and workers. The Holy spirit invited me. I was looking for a place to worship and he told me to walk into this building.”
“I’m so sorry, what’s your name Sir?” Pastor Hope asked again, observing it was rude to not ask for his name before questioning the stranger.
“Okay Sir. My name is Chinemerem but i go by Min. Chizzy.” He replied.
Everyone in the church turned and looked at each other. We all remembered the pastor’s message a few months ago. Although, we knew he wasn’t pointing fingers. But he said, if you think you are indispensible, God will use another person and if He wants to be humourous, the new person will be your name sake.
It just played out here right before everyone present. I was so certain that the news would reach Sis. Chizzy one way or another.
The next sunday was very interesting because before service starts we normaly have sunday school. The keyboardist had never attended before but this time we were all shocked when we saw him walk into the church building.
He also noticed that we all were shocked so he cleared the air. “ I don’t want God to replace me with another person, because it would mean indisppointed Him with the gift and talent He gave me.”
So, the stranger didn’t just make the music better, he also made a musician better.
What shook everyone more was that the musician said God invited him. Not just that he also had the same stage name with the other lady.
Thanks for reading my amazing piece.
