Longing For Wealth And Worldly Glory

By: Dan Phale*

There was once a man called Chiphaka in the outskirts of a certain city that was best known for people who lacked almost nothing in their lives. Chiphaka was married to a very faithful devoted Christian named Zione.

Since Chiphaka and Zione tied the knot they lived happily. After one year their God blessed them with a baby boy, and they named him Blessings. It was a very happy family; but after a few years their longing for a better life grew so ardent that they often admired other people whom they met in markets whenever they went shopping.

However such a strong desire would have a bearing on their life. One day Chiphaka went to the house of Pastor Spear of their church. Oh, the poor Chiphaka was coaxed by the hypocritical pastor to come away from the monotheistic faith. It only emanated from his request he gave the pastor.

“Pastor, life in our family has been and continues to be okay except for one thing…”

“What is it, my son?” responded Pastor Spear.

“Pastor, the world is partisan as we can see that other people are rich while we lack even a descent dwelling house, let alone a car. I don’t have to even mention it to you that you live in a different world altogether. You are rich, pastor.”

“My son, the Bible says that if any of you lacks wisdom, let him ask God who gives to all men generously and without reproaching and it will be given him…”

“But my wife and I are true believers of the word of God. We pray daily – I mean what kind of wisdom do we lack, pastor?”

“That’s a very good question, my son,” the pastor said. There comes a moment in life when we need to understand things much better… You remember the story of Abraham in which he was commanded by God to offer his son Isaac as a burnt sacrifice… don’t you? ”

“I remember, pastor.”

Good! At times we need to do likewise!” The pastor paused with an interjection, and allowed some seconds pass in to allow the words sink in the poor Chiphaka’s mind.

Without employing his thoughts well for a moment, Chiphaka decided to take heed of whatever the Spear had said… He had been misled merely by considering the fact that his pastor was famous for having performed quite numerous miracles which nearly knew were possible with satanic powers.

“So-” words failed to come out of Chiphaka’s mouth.

“Get into my car, and let’s drive to the church,” the pastor spoke with a voice of commandment.

Twist Of Events:

Instead of driving to the church was known to Chiphaka as their church, they drove to a certain eye-catching mansion.

Getting into the mansion Chiphaka was highly amazed to see a group of men he had ever known to be rich in the city dressed in red robes and chanting some songs. Without much ado he was converted to polytheism. He was made sacrifice his semen, and so strongly warned against having coital intercourse with his wife and/or any woman any more.

Really a few months later Chiphaka became rich; he acquired a brand new car, and a descent house. Of course his wife, Zione was suspicious because Chiphaka was not working. Nevertheless she was too daft to ask her husband many questions – she needed worldly glory, too; and she had been counselled to always submit to her husband.

Sooner than later the once happy family turned into the hell of problems, characterized by lack of peace of mind. Whenever Zione had a sexual desire, Chiphaka gave all sorts of excuses to avoid her. And this prompted Zione to assume that Chiphaka was seeing another woman outside their matrimonial home. And led to the two break away.

In the long run Chiphaka came to realise that too much longing for worldly possessions was a source of all the lack of peace of mind. Finally he sought God’s divine intervention through other true believers of the word of God… He was delivered.


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