HEAR MY STORY... PART 1

My name is Adesewa. I was raised by God-fearing parents whowere blessed with six girls. My parents were deacon and deaconess in a pentecostal church. I happened to be their third daughter,with three younger ones. I had my HND at Yaba college of technology and was posted to Kwara state for my youth service. I had given my life to Christ since my secondary school days,and i used to sing a lot, sometimes I even compose my own song. I joined d church choir when i was just nine years old. After the 3 weeks orientation programme of the NYSC, I was posted to a secondary school at Oyan for the one year service. I was given a room on the school compound at d Corper’s quarters. On getting to Oyan, I started looking for a pentecostal church where i could be worshipping,and soon i was able to find one. Shortly after i started worshipping in the church,i joined the choir. Fortunately, it was at the time when the choir leader just left the church,and there was nobody to coordinate the members..before i knew it, I was made d choir leader after being interviewed by d pastor,Pastor Williams. I was loved by everybody in d church,especially the choristers, because of my unique voice. Whenever i sing or lead a song, the whole congregation has a way of murmuring “Huuuuunnnnn!” with a sigh of satisfaction when they hear my voice. Most of the choir members were younger than me,so they call me“aunty” or “Sister Sewa”.One of them was Bode,who used to play keyboard for us in dchurch. He was so gifted when it comes to instruments,there was no instrument he couldn't play. I always felt d presence of God whenever he was on keyboard .I was named Adesewa after my late grandmother,who passed away shortly before i was born. My dad loved his mum so much,and hence transferred d love to me,believing that his late mother was the one who came back, more so, according to him, I was the mama’s carbon copy. It was after he became saved, that he knew he was wrong. My second name was Yetunde. My dad saw me as perfect. Anything I did or said was right, even when I myself knew I was wrong. In a nutshell, I was his favourite. When my mum noticed that daddy was treating me like the apple of his eyes,she wasn't taking things easy with me at all. She spanked me at every slight mistake I made,mostly when my dad wasn't at home. Sometimes she would lament..”you this spoilt brat!. Your father has spoilt u. See,I will make sure I deal with you before maggots start coming out of your body….” My two elder sisters too,also made life miserable for me,especially,the first born,sister Temi. She would never tolerate any nonsense from me,she took after mummy,but her own was just took much. By d time i was serving,sister Temi and sister Tiwa were married, but i have been tamed already. 

To be continued in part 2. Prepare to be blessed.