I like the fact that the guy resigned from being a pastor to becoming a Herbalist. It is far better than those who are lukewarm and continue to use the name of Jesus to dupe people whereas they are for Sayan, their father.
Well, when you think you have heard it all, another phase will surface. A former Winners Chapel pastor resigned from his pastoral job and took up Babalawo divination as a career. He explained how it happened and what led him to see Babalawo as a career rather than a pastoral career.
“In my formative years, we were three fiery brothers practising Christianity in Iwo town—two of us very poor, but with a strange will to survive. After secondary education and with nothing to live for, first among us was a talented beggar. As the second guy, my mother was late, and my father’s whereabouts were unknown. So, the first guy and I were living in one of the three houses that I knew belonged to the father of the third guy, but the father didn’t care about the third guy, though. The first guy is a genius at gathering money through requests for “urgent 2k”—we lived on this for years.
Miraculously, I and the 3rd guy obtained degrees in science and administration, respectively; the first guy obtained a degree in theology and became the chaplain of a university chapel.
But in those days as a fiery Christian, I lost 40% of my hearing. The last time I visited the first guy, a chaplain, he needed me to source an urgent 5K for him. Just that morning, the third guy called me to say that he has bone fractures and is receiving treatment at the Ogbomosho general hospital. He needs money, at least for feeding, but none is forthcoming. Let me add that the first guy is a Baptist, I was in Winners Chapel, and the third guy is a Mountain of Fire adherent.
Then I joined the ministry in Winners Chapel. Oratory is still my best physical gift–those in Winners Chapel Adeeke, Iwo in 2005, will remember me by the named Yinka. I had studied the scriptures from “paali to paali”; back-to-back, the prayer sessions I handled those days looked like wartime events. While at the university, I was sent to pastor a new church in another town and did so successfully.
But when I started a full-time ministry, what you would usually call, “hosts of hell” came banging at my door. They would tell me what would happen the following day, and it would come to pass. They would tell me Mr. A was at my door while I was still sleeping by 6:30am and that would be so.
Later, those spirits told me why I am on earth, and if I neglect my path, I will regret being born. They said I’m a Babalawo by design. I quickly went on overdrive, binding “thoughts that may set themselves against God’s knowledge and every disobedience…” Then I would hear the strange laughter of a group of people, suggesting the spirits were many. Then I travelled to see a primary school friend who is making waves as a general overseer of a church. All his prayers for deliverance made no difference.
Then voices started threatening me; and commanded me to go to a village whose name I had never heard before, saying that someone was waiting for me there. I googled the name of the town and I found it. I went there because previous messages didn’t fail. I met the person, and the priestess gave a stern warning that refusing to work for the gods would be a deadly decision. I accepted the call right away.
But divination is not that easy to learn. I know someone who spent eight years on it. I became a pro within five months by some rare twists of events, and within nine months, I became a full-blown Babalawo.
I’m tempted to say that Christians practice something different from what the Bible taught me. My daughter was on life support at Bowen University Teaching Hospital, Ogbomosho. The bills were clearly beyond what my 50k salary could handle. I requested help from the church hierarchy by calling the district pastor, and he said I should follow the correct route in channelling my request. I replied that I first called the area pastor who directed me and gave me his number to call. The district pastor started sounding offensive.
I tendered a resignation letter in Winners Chapel in 2021 with two weeks’ notice. Before the notice elapsed and till today, I had never heard anything from them about my resignation. But when the district church mistakenly paid a sum of money into my bank account after I had left (that money ought to be sent to the current pastor of the church), I told the accountant and he asked me to refund it immediately. While working there, I never had any history of misconduct. They treated me as though I never existed; that action reduced me to a new low, lower than the basest of animals.”
Well, he has chosen a part to follow, may God touch his heart to the right path.