Coronavirus in Church

"It's our time to shine!"

"This is our moment"

"Don't let fear come in!"

The voice of the man of God blared from the speakers

I walked in with my face mask and hand gloves

Took my place as directed by the usher and all hell broke lose

"Brother, take that mask out of your face now, don't you know where you are, who you are, whose son you are?" My pastor commanded

"Take it off now, infact stand up!" He screamed and I stood up.

"Come out!" He said again at the top of his lungs, as if he was casting out an evil spirit.
I came out

"Now remove that face mask and hand gloves at once!"

The pastor shouted at the top of his lungs.

The entire church was as silent as a grave yard

All eyes were on me, watching, waiting, expecting.

I was embarrassed, I looked around swiftly and noticed I was the only one putting on a face mask and a hand glove.

I looked him straight in the eyes and smiled, but the mask I had on hid my smile and I said as strongly and boldly as possible

"NO!"

He was stunned

The church murmured

They were shocked

The church was so quiet, you could hear an ant walk by in that instant.

It was as if I had said a taboo or even killed soemone with the simple yet powerful NO I had uttered.

"Excuse me son, what did you say."

I knew where this was leading to, so I was going to leave with my head held high.

"I'm not your son and I said No, I won't take this mask off nor the gloves."

I am well respected and loved, not a member of any department in church because frankly speaking, I just don't like the whole commitment and extracurricular activities that would in the long run take me out of the presence of God.

I dress pretty well, smell even better and look great.

I own a flashy car, live comfortably and give when I feel like and it's usually not small.

The pastor know this

The leaders know this

So they always approach me with respect and give me the honor due me.

I am very private and intelligent

I have never succumbed to the gimmicks of the man of God or leaders, regardless of their intentions, I always guard my words, personal life and never reveal anything out of place.

I was that calculated.

I've been worshipping with them since I moved into the area yet they don't know where I live or work.

"How dare you defy me, I, the son of man..."

"Pastor I know exactly who you are and I don't care what you say, but I would never risk my life to inflate your ego or faith or whatever you choose to call it."

"Oh ye of little faith, do you see any other person here with a mask on, you are in your father's house and you come here with fear?" He barked

"If they choose to die or risk their life, I don't. You sound as if everyone in here is a saint or will leave as one. I don't need to explain my actions to you, you just need to respect me and this spotlight you just put me on now in a bid to inflate your ego, I won't tolerate it, excuse me.

I made to leave and the ushers blocked me.

If I was the regular John or James, I would most probably have been slapped or forced to remove it, but I'm not, I always keep to myself and act accordingly from a place of common Sense mostly and consciousness.

"Let him go, he has no place here among God's children."

I shook my head and stepped out, I could hear the hisses and curses of the members raining on me as I started my car and zoomed off...all this drama because I refused to take off my face mask at the behest of the Pastor.

Two weeks later, the pastor and half the members were quarantined, they had been infected with the virus.

This is fiction.


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