“If an enemy were insulting me,I could endure it;if a foe were raising himself against me,I could hide from him.But it is you,a man like myself,my companion,my close friend,with whom I once enjoyed sweet fellowship as we walked with the throng at the house of God.-Psalm 55:12-14

Betrayal is one of the most difficult tests that we will ever face because it involves being wounded by someone we trust.It’s hard not to become bitter when a friend or family member wounds us.It takes a lot of Christ-like grace to forgive a traitor.

  You have probably faced the Judas test yourself.Every day you and I work in a marketplace that is rife with betrayal,deception,duplicity,and treachery.Perhaps you have been betrayed by your boss or a co-worker.Or perhaps somebody betrayed a confidence or stabbed you in the back.It may have even been someone you’ve gone to church with or prayed with-someone you trusted as a brother in Christ.

  The Judas kiss stings worse than a slap across the face.Almost every leader I know has experienced that sting at one time or another.Yet God is watching to see how we respond to the Judas test.If we pass the test,He can even take us to the next level,the next test.If we fail,we’ll probably have to repeat the test until we learn to forgive.

  The Judas test is God’s guarantee level course in faith,designed to reveal our maturity and faith:Are we willing to trust Him enough to forgive the Judases in our lives?The book of Hebrews warns,”See to it that no one misses the grace of God and that no bitter root grows up to cause trouble and defile many”(Hebrews 12:15).When we refuse to forgive,we risk missing our divine promotion.
Prayer:Lord,give me grace to forgive all those who have wronged me in the past.I receive your healing.
Scriptural reading:Psalm 55:8


Dark Angel

Chapter 5

I grabbed my stuff from my locker and left the gym and

headed towards my car. I got in and plugged my iPod in

a pumped miley Cyrus song, wrecking ball though my

speakers. I went over everything the demon said is my

mind as I drove home. It made sense, but it felt wrong

even thinking about it. I dont know why tough, I own

them no loyalty. I couldnt stop picturing the demon, he is

the hottest thing I have seen in a long time. I pulled into

the underground parking and pulled into my car space

and turned off my car. I got out and walked towards the

elevator and pressed the button. When the door opened,

a woman a little older than me was standing in it, she

looked me up and down with disguist, I could tell this

b—h is a vampire. When she walked out of the elevator

she tried to knock me with her shoulder, but I expected it

and planted my feet firmly on the ground, when she

went to make contact, I sent my shoulder into hers

knocking her on her a-s. I smirked at her when I stepped

by her and into the elevator,

“Better luck next time b—h” I said as I pressed the button

for my floor as I stared her down.

“Whatever, your just a dirty half breed” she said

smirking, definitely from the supernatural council if she

knows what I am. I placed my hand over my heart


“Ouch, that would really hurt my feelings if I had some” I

said rolling my eyes, they really need to start coming out

with better lines that that, its getting old now.

The door closed as the elevator started to move. What

was she doing here? other than making a show of

herself. Hopefully she hasn’t moved in because that could

get nasty very quickly.

I’m sure I will find out when they want me to, that b—h

is starting to make my decision easier. At least I will have

done something for them to look at me like that. I opened

my door and dropped my bag in the utility room. I

walked into my room and grabbed clean clothes and

underwear as I walked into my bathrooms. I turned on

Natila kills songs mirrors up loud enough so I could hear

it even in the shower, I turned on the hot water and

stepped into it. I closed my eyes and let the water spray

down on face, I ran my hands over my face and into my

hair. After about half an hour I got out and dried my self


I walked into my room and heard my

phone receive a message. I walked over to my locker

and picked it up. It was Liam and Jake begging me to go

out with them tonight. The girls they have their eyes on

will be out tonight. I smiled knowing how much they like

those girls, they would be perfect together. I send back a

message saying “of course, let me know time and

place:-)” a couple of minutes later I got a text back saying

” crystal nightclub @ 10:30 🙂 thank you”. I put my phone

down and finished drying myself off and got dressed in a

white tank top and grey sweatpants. I walked into the

kitchen and made something to eat. I dont need to eat

much, just something every couple of days. I dont need

blood to survive, but if im really weak and injured, I have

some in the fridge to help me heal quicker.

I made my way toward my lounge

and turned on my tv and flicked through the stations til I

stopped on big bang theory. I watched episodes after

episode until I looked at the time, the day has flown by. I

got up and turned off the tv and headed to my room to

find something to wear. I looked through my clothes and

found the perfect dress. Its a black tight backless dress. It

has thick straps and ends at my knees. I picked out silver

peep toe sling back heels to make my legs look longer. I

started on my hair, I gave myself loose curls and clipped

my hair up, leaving curls falling down here and there. I

put on dark blue eyeshadow in a thick layer on my

eyelid, eyeliner and mascara. I put blush on my cheeks

and finished it off with red lip gloss. I put on my dress

and heels and put on my white gold charm necklace

Liam got me and my white gold charm bracelet Jake got

me for my birthday. I love them, they have little black

wings on them for me and a charms to represent them

both. Every so often they buy me a charm to remember

the good days we have together. For men there

extremely thoughtful, those girls will be so lucky if they

turn out to be their mates. I took a look in the mirror, I

looked good.

I grabbed my bag and phone and left my

apartment. I got into the elevator and pressed the button.

The doors opened and I walked towards my car. Til I felt

eyes on me again. I turned around to find the demon

from earlier standing behind me looking me up and

down with lust in his eyes. Within a blink he had me

pinned to my car,

“Hmm, you smell good and you look even better” he


I can’t deny he is hot, he just oozes out s-x appeal. He

pushed his body closer to mine, I could feel an

impressive hard bulge in his jeans.

“So did you come for this or for something else” I asked

trying not to let him see the effect he has on my body

been this close.

“I came because I couldnt stop thinking about you and

how I would love to hear you scream my name over

and over again” he said as he lifted me onto the bonnet of

my car with him standing between my legs.

“It will be hard for me to scream you name when I dont

know it” I said whispering in his ear as I let my lips brush

off it. I must say he smells good.

“Its Brax” he said as he ran his nose slowly up my neck,

a good shiver ran through my body at his touch.

I ran my hands up his arms, moving over every bulge of

muscle, I left one hand on his arm and ran my other

hand up his neck, his own body shivered at my touch,

nice to know I have the same effect. I moved my hand

into the top of his hair and tugged it so his face was

inches away from mine, as his hands pulled my waist

forward and grabbed my legs wrapping them around

him as my dress moved up high on my thigh.

“As much as I’m enjoying this, I have somewhere to be”

I said keeping my lips inches from his.

“Yeah, it bed with your legs wrapped around me as I

make you scream” he said with a husky voice.

“Mabey another time if your good, but not now” I said.

He moaned, but gave me a cheeky grin.

“But I’m never good” he said, before I knew what was

happened he had closed the space between our lips as he

kissed me. He is surprisingly gentle as his lips move on

mine, I kiss him back as he runs his hand through my

hair as the other cups my face gently.My heart is now

thumping as electricity runs through my veins. He sucks

on my bottom lip and gently bites it before he pulls away

leaving me completely breathless. His eyes now

completely black with lust. I dont know what it is about

him, but I dont feel that he is a threat to me. When I look

at him I dont see the usual signs of a demon, no razor

sharp teeth or dark pits where his eyes are. He must be

an extremely strong upper level demon, or he is part

human or supernatural with a strong mix of demon in

his blood because I can sense his power.

“Hmm you taste as good as I imagine, see you soon my

Dark Angel” he said as he looks at me, his eyes flash a

different colour, but before I could get a look they have

turned to his gorgeous brown eyes again. He gave me

one more kiss before he shimmers and is gone.

I literally have to fan myself down, my body is still on fire

from his kiss and touch. That is one hot and sexy

demon. Even his name is sexy. I shake off the effect he

has on me, I slide myself off my bonnet, fix my dress

before I get into my car. I look in my mirror and fix my

lip gloss. My lips are still tingling from his. Its strange but

my heart skipped a beat when he said “my Dark Angel”. I

shook my head, It chemistry, nothing more I told

myself. I started my car and pulled out of the garage,

pumping Rihanna song Stay, as I drove towards Crystal

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Simon answered,”Master,we’ve worked hard all night and haven’t caught anything.But because you say so,I will let down the nets”-Luke 5:5

Have you ever argued with God?One of the first sermons Jesus ever gave was from a boat.It was Simon Peter’s boat,Jesus used a businessman’s business to preach the Gospel.However,Peter had to first make his business available to the Master.When he did,something wonderful happened to his business.

  You see,Peter’s fishing business was in trouble.They had just fished all night and caught nothing.Nevertheless,Peter made his boat available to Jesus to use as He wished.Jesus used it to preach to the multitudes.After Jesus used Peter’s boat for His purposes Jesus did something interesting for Peter.He blessed his business.However,Peter almost missed the blessing because he began to argue with Jesus.Peter was looking at the market conditions instead of the instruction of Jesus.Something inside of him made him reconsider Jesus’ instruction.Jesus rewarded his obedience,”When they had done so,they caught such a large number of fish that their nets began to break.So they signaled their partners in the other boat to come and help them,and they came and filled both boats so full that they began to sink”(Luke 5:6-7).

  We see a number of Kingdom principles we can apply in our work lives in this story.

1.We must be willing to let God use our work life for His purposes.

2.We must not look at circumstances and argue with Jesus when His instruction seems to contradict what we have seen or experienced already.

3.We must obey the Lord.
Prayer:Lord,come into my business and give me ideas to move me to the next level.
Scriptural reading:Luke 5:1-11

Agonies Of A HouseHelp

Episode 9
I concluded to tell her that I got to the supermarket and couldn’t find the money again which after looking for it everywhere I couldn’t find it.
I knew the story may not go down well with her but I had no other option.
There was no way I could tell her that I used her money to buy Okpa out of hunger so I had to tell her somethingelse and face whatever consequence that would emanate.
Madam was sitting in the sitting room with her baby when I got home.
“Where is the soap?” She asked immediately.
“Let me tell you what happened ma,” I stammered nervously. “I lost the money on the way ma so when I got to the supermarket I couldn’t find it again ma.”
“You lost which money?” My madam queried.
“The soap money ma,” I replied.
“You must be very stupid,” she barked. “Come closer and open your mouth!”
I guess my madam had suspected rightly that I used the money to buy something to eat so she wanted to confirm or disprove her suspicion.
With trembling legs I drew closer and opened my mouth.
Madam lay her baby gently on the cushion and smelt my mouth.
“Ohoo,” she exclaimed. “So you used my money to buy Okpa?” She asked. “And you had the audacity to lie to me that you lost the money?”
Madam descended on me with all the fury her muscles could muster.
When her hands started aching her, she reached for her wire and continued.
I cried out in pain and agony but madam continued undaunted.
A white woman living in the opposite compound was driving by and overheard my voice and stopped to check out what was happening.
She was a lawyer and worked under one Human Rights Commission.
Without knocking she swung our door open and saw my madam red-handed flogging me with a piece of wire…
To be continue…

Agonies Of A HouseHelp

Episode 8
Madam didn’t give me breakfast that morning and by noon I was disoriented.
My tummy was on fire and the hunger pangs in my stomach had increased ten folds.
Madam handed her little baby to me around eleven o’clock that morning.
I carried the little baby from that time till around four in the evening on empty stomach.
Even the pap I was to give to the baby, I drank half out of hunger.
I needed to quell the pangs in my stomach and any edible could do.
Madam woke up around 4.30pm in the evening and collected her baby from me.
She didn’t even mention anything about giving me food and this piqued me.
I didn’t know what to do.
I just sat in the kitchen deep in thought. I had no money on me so I couldn’t think of buying food. So I just sat there hoping that a miracle would happen.
Around five minutes past five, madam called me and gave me N200 to go to a nearby supermarket and buy bathing soap for her.
I took the money and left immediately.
There was a woman selling freshly prepared Okpa along the road and the sweet aroma of the woman’s Okpa suggested new ideas into my hungry mind.
Before I knew what was happening I bought two wraps @ N50 each and sat at one corner of the road to devour it.
The Okpa was very hot yet I ate it quickly and hungrily.
When I finished, I bought sachet water and augmented the Okpa and my stomach returned instantly to normal.
Then I started thinking of a believable narrative to tell my madam…
To be continue…

​Agonies Of A HouseHelp

Episode 7
My madam’s parents had gone by the time I came back to the house.
My madam was seated in the sitting room with her baby and children when I entered.
Something about her composure told me that she wasn’t happy but I pretended like I didn’t notice.
I dashed across the sitting room to go into my room but she called me back.
“Why are you coming back now?” She asked frowning.
I kept silent not knowing what to reply.
“Are you not the one I’m talking to?” She asked still looking intently at me.
I remained silent not knowing what to reply.
My mouth opened and closed but no sound came forth.
“Don’t worry,” my madam continued. “By the time you go hungry this night, you will talk,” she concluded.
I stood there ogling at her.
“Will you get out of my sight!” She barked.
I ran into my room instantly without wasting time.
That night, my madam refused to give me food and I went to bed on empty stomach.
Sleep refused to come.
Hard as I tried, I couldn’t sleep.
Hunger pangs kept gnawing at the walls of my stomach and I wondered if I would survive till morning.
I woke up the next morning and went to do my morning work irrespective of the hunger.
I was still doing the work when my madam woke up.
“Are you now ready to tell me what kept you so long yesterday when you went to dispose refuse?” She asked staring at me.
I sprang up from the toilet-floor I was mopping.
“You’ve started having boyfriends outside haven’t you?” She asked.
“No ma,” I replied.
“You will not eat anything in this house again till you tell me what kept you outside,” she continued.
“I was waiting for Chidimma,” I replied.
“How many times have I warned you about that Chidimma of a girl?” She asked.
“I’m sorry ma, I won’t do it again,” I pleaded.
“Sorry for your stupid self!” She snapped…
To be continue…

Agonies Of A HouseHelp

Episode 6
I didn’t know when I slept off in the course of resting till a very heavy lash of wire landed on my back and sent me to my feet in agony.
I rose to my feet immediately and soon saw where the lash of wire was coming from.
My madam stood infront of me looking very mean and angry.
The time was around 4pm in the evening and I was supposed to have cleared the dustbin by then.
“Who are you waiting for to clear the bin?” My madam asked raising her hand very high to unleash another lash on me.
Just then the doorbell rang and my madam held her hand in check.
“Go and see who’s at the door,” she commanded.
I ran to the door and swung it open.
An old man and woman stood infront of the door.
“Are your people around?” The old man asked.
I kept silent a bit confused of what to answer.
I remembered that there were times when my madam didn’t like seeing visitors and often instructed me to tell whom-ever it was that she wasn’t around.
I was battling with my confusion when madam entered.
“Ah daddy,” my madam gasped as soon as she saw them. “Daddy good afternoon, mummy good afternoon,” she greeted immediately.
“Ah my daughter,” the old man replied. “Good afternoon nwam.” He added.
“Please come inside,” my madam invited.
I gave way immediately and the old man and woman entered the house.
“What of your husband?” The woman asked.
“He’s gone to work,” my madam replied.
“And the children?” The woman continued.
“They’re sleeping inside,” my madam replied. “Adaeze!” She called.
“Yes aunty,” I replied and ran to answer her.
“Go and buy drinks,” she instructed handing some money to me.
I ran to a nearby shop and bought the drinks without wasting time.
Then I served it before the guest and went back into the kitchen.
I then carried the dustbin inside a polythene bag and went to dispose it.
I went over to my friend’s compound to call her.
Chidimma was a househelp in the neighbouring compound and we always went together to dispose our refuse.
We gisted on the way as we went.
Chidimma narrated to me of how ruthless her madam was. Of how her madam uses the sole of her high-heel shoe to hit her on the head when she makes a mistake.
She even revealed to me of how her madam’s husband sneaks into her room at night to have carnal knowledge of her without her madam knowing.
All these weighed down on her and she wanted to let it off by confiding in me.
I consoled and encouraged her not to lose hope that things would one day change for the better.
She thanked me profusely for my words of encouragement without knowing that my own madam at home was as ruthless as hers if not more; only that her husband doesn’t sneak into my room.
Nonetheless I acknowledged her gratitude and encouraged her not to lose hope.
Then we disposed our refuse and headed home…
To be continue…