adminWHAT is this we hear about this youthful local flamboyant man of God who reportedly preformed some wonders in the resort town with the majestic falls by producing miracle bucks?
Blabber heard that various congregants were left rich and walked home with extra cash in their pockets.
If Blabber describes him, you will quickly know about the person I am talking about. He loves his fancy haircut where he keeps his well-shaped fores. He is dark in complexion and at one time was briefly incarcerated for allegedly bonking a church member’s wife.
His congregants believe in him so much, especially the fairer sex, and he usually walks around with his partner in crime who hails from the kraal that drools water.
What stunned Yours Truly is not the “too-good-to-be-true” miracles, but the logic of producing money for others while he was booted out of the rented church apartment in the city centre for failing to pay rent. Life is no longer a bed of roses for him and his accomplice whose birth tag has got something to do with marshalling.
That flamboyant life is quickly vanishing like morning due. His accomplice recently returned to his parents’ home after the sudden dip of fortune. Church is no longer paying like it used to be, at least for the youthful preachers whose insatiable crave for the hide-the-sausage game is next to none.
Friendly advice to the youthful pastors, “seek ye the kingdom of God, and all shall be given to you,” and don’t first seek the pleasures of this world to seek the honey jars of Delilahs in your crumbling institution.
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