Chapter 4

It was Reverent Ron's third day on the island of Jamaica and he was feeling incredible good about himself, especially, since he had brought two souls to the Lord, singlehandedly!

He now wanted to stretch his wings a little further and fly away beyond the boundaries of his hotel and into the massive gatherings of one of the Wednesday night services being held in the city. Or, over by St. Catherine where his bus driver had introduce him to a group of churches located on the same street.

Looking like a real bishop and a man of the cloth, Reverent Ron got himself dressed, called the same taxi driver he had used from the night before, so he could drive him over to St. Catherine so he could visit the collection of churches located there.

Just after 7:00 p.m., he arrived there at Church Lane, and was amazed to see the many churches conducting their sessions at the same time, as half of them song blazing choruses shaking the hearts and souls of humanity. Some choirs were singing.

"When we all get to heaven what a glorious day that will be when we all see Jesus we will sing and shout the victory!"

While the choir from another church was singing.

"No sinners shall enter there, no way, no sinners shall enter in!"

Reverent Ron decided to visit the third church located on the block because it seemed like something electrifying was going on there, and especially, since people were crowded at its doors leading all the way out to the streets!

Like a worm, he wiggled himself through the crowd, made his way to the inside of the church and finally found himself a seat; not too far from the back of the church. After asking those already seated in the pew to scoot down or make themselves smaller so he could be seated on the same bench as they were.

Blending in amongst the other worshipers, Reverent Ron felt elated and began praising the Lord with pure enthusiasm!

He felt like he was at home!

He felt like he was playing on his own playground!

And nothing could have let him felt any better than him being in that Mount Olive Pentecostal Church!

It was now time to welcome and acknowledge visitors and well-wishers' to the church service so each person visiting the church for the very first time was asked to stand, quickly introduce themselves and give an account of what the Lord has done for them or has been doing for them right now.

Several persons had introduced themselves, adhering to the requirements of the church, and many more were still left to do so, after the microphone was handed to Reverent Ron.

But, after handing Reverent Ron the microphone, he boldly acknowledge that he too is a man of the cloth; a Reverent, and that he was coming from very far away. And from those initial words were spoken from his mouth, he stepped out into the isle of the church and began quoting scriptures and then began preaching the gospel to the congregation.

Twenty minutes went by and he was still preaching!

Thirty minutes then came along and then flew by, and he still had the microphone in his hands gyrating about the church and its members and continued preaching what was on his heart.

The podium of Elders, were now looking at each other suspiciously!

The Usher tried taking away the microphone from his hands, but he pulled it back to him and then pushed her away and continued turning the congregation upside-down with his preaching!

Some persons on the floor were repeatedly shouting;

"Hallelujah!!!!!"

While some stood intense; having the effects of shaking and trembling to the words he was propagandizing!

Many were on their feet yelling on the boundaries of their voice box.

"Preach!!! Preacher man, preach!!!!"

Others felt he was declaring a prophetic word into their lives and wanted him to go on and on with whatever he was saying which had moved them or touch their spirits.

But, the podium of Elders weren't impressed and thought that they had a spirit of disobedience amongst their midst!

One of the Senior Elders' were now on his feet and asking that Reverent Ron be seated, because he had said enough and others visiting the church were waiting to be heard!

Yet still, Reverent Ron continued on bounding and binding whatever evil spirits he claimed to be in the congregation!

Gazing up to the podium, he spoke...

"I'm not here to dishonor your church, Elder, but, I'm just delivering the words that God Almighty has put inside of me to speak right here and right now!"

"Just give me one minute more to say something else, and then, I'm done!"

Reverent Ron pleaded.

His back was now turned to the rostrum, and again, he went on preaching and quoting scriptures to the very attentive audience.

Now, Reverent Ron's plea for one minute more was turning into fifteen minutes instead, causing much irritant and row amongst the Elders seated on the rostrum.

However, Elder Dickson wasn't the one to accommodate disobedience and disorderly conduct for too long!

So after telling Reverent Ron to hand over the microphone back to the ushers, several times, and he refused from doing so. Elder Dickson came from off the stage with the basin of holy water in his hands and threw into Reverent Ron's face, but that didn't deterred or discouraged him from stop preaching. Tightly, he held onto the microphone and kept on preaching what was on his heart!

A scuffled had now pursued between the Elders and Reverent Ron as he held onto the microphone and continued saying...

"Be careful how you treat strangers, because, you just might be entertaining angels unaware!"

Again, Elder Dickson try grabbing the microphone away from him, and again, Reverent Ron held firmly onto it, preaching!

"Romans 8:28 says; all things work together for good for those that love the Lord and are called according to his purpose."

After quoting the scripture he then went on to say.

"Therefore, my purpose here is good, what I'm saying to you is good, and all that I'll be leaving here with you is pure good; so let me hear you say, Amen!!!!"

"Let me hear you say thank you Jesus!!!!!"

"Let me hear you stand on your feet and praise the Lord!!!!"

Now he was jumping on the benches, sitting on peoples' laps, and climbing on one table to the next as he continued screaming on the top of his voice...

"Hallelujah!!!!!"

It was only after Elder Dickson's son who was a giant of a man stepped in, grabbed Reverent Ron by the neck that he was ever silent; dropped the microphone and held both of his hands up in the air, as though, he was surrendering to the cops.

Seconds later, Elder Dickson's son, was pulling Reverent Ron down the middle of the isle towards the front door of the church. Where he practically threw him out on the streets, warning him never to return there ever again if he was unable to conduct himself in a civilize manner!

But, instead of Reverent Ron apologizing to deeds or misdeeds, he began rowing with the young man, asking him why he doesn't try picking on someone who was his own size!

Standing across the street from the church which he has just been thrown out of; trying to shake off his humiliation, Reverent Ron decided to buy himself a bottle of water from one of the vendors selling her goods on the streets. And while patronizing her, she encouraged him of being a good preacher and advised him to go to one of the other churches further down the road where they will appreciate him more than this church where they had just thrown him out of. And so Reverent Ron did!

Entering the second church and sitting amongst the flock for a while, Reverent Ron was soon on his feet introducing himself to the congregation and began giving them a word from the Lord.

Attentive and intrigued, the congregation listened to every word he spoke from his lips and was very encouraged by his presence with them and what he had to say. Many in the audience felt that he was a miracle in their presence... a true man of God and a sign and wonder in their midst!

Feeling comfortable that he was truly on acceptable grounds, he began to let the gospel rip in the ears of those eagerly listening to him as he quoted scriptures and share his worldly and godly experiences with the congregation.

One man... presumable the pastor, handed him a towel and a T-shirt to change into while another went to his car and brought back pants, so he could change into something dry!

After changing into his borrowed clothing, Reverent Ron stood below the rostrum and publicly thanked everyone in the congregation for being so generous with him and assisting him with dry clothing. He now began declaring to audience that they were true Christians unlike the other church up the street who had pour holy water on him and thrown him out on the streets like he was an unruly sinner!

Further, he went on to let them know that he was now one of them and whenever he visited the island again, they should expect him to be in their midst worshiping and bringing to them a word from the Lord.

The congregation was now on fire!

They began singing, shouting, screaming and also thanking God for sending them a sojourner with a word of blessing from the Lord Almighty.

Feeling welcomed amongst the new congregation, Reverent Ron began preaching with great passion, elating the entire atmosphere with his antics as he jumped from chair to post, and from rostrum to bench; hollering on the top of his voice box that person inside and outside the church must come to the alter and give themselves to the Lord right now!

And so, many nervously obeyed!

Many people began rushing to the church alter with both hands in their air surrendering to the sounds of the preacher man. Some in tears and others in fear, presuming they were making the right decision submitting themselves to the voice of Reverent Ron, the gospel preaching man from a faraway land!

He was home at last!

He was saving souls, bringing people to the Lord Jesus Christ and most of all, he was fully accepted by the Elders and those seated in the congregation as well.

It was now time to collect the offering, and the pastor of the church, Pastor Matalan requested that two different offerings be collected; because he wanted to give Reverent Ron something - some money before he departed from amongst their presence.

And with all generosity the congregation gave and gave until no one else in the audience was coming forward to put anything in the offering baskets!

It was a clear sign that everyone in the congregation was depleted of their financial resources. But, when Pastor Matalan was about to hand him the envelope with whatever was collected on his behalf from the congregation. Reverent Ron went into his wallet, drew out five hundred dollars of the "Benjamin's" and then placed it into Pastor Matalan hands while expressing and prophesying to him that he needed the money much more than he did!

Furthermore, he has been more than kind to him, allowing him to take over his church and preach to his congregation what was in his heart and what the Lord was speaking into his spirit.

A friendship was now formed and the both men were shaking hands, embracing each other in brotherly love and making promises to fellowship together again and again!

It was now running close to 10:00 p.m., and Reverent Ron needed to make his way back to the hotel where he was staying. So he gave his last word to the congregation, bid farewell to the blazing audience and began waving good-bye to everyone in the room as he made his way through the front door of the building and reconnect with his driver, the taxi-man!

News certainly can fly fast!

Someone had just brandish the news to the church up the street that the man who they had just thrown out of their church, had given a generous donation of five hundred American dollars to the church down the street and was promising them that he would come back there and fellowship with them whenever he came back to the island!

Elder Dickson, couldn't believe his hearing, and secretly sent one of the men of the church to go down there and enquire if such was really true! And if it turns out to be so, tell the stranger to come by the church; because he wanted to have a discussion with him and rectify their big misunderstanding!

But, Reverent Ron had already hopped into his taxi and was making his way to his hotel room so he could get some rest for the other tasks he had at hand.

Upon reaching his hotel room, Reverent Ron learned that there were quite a few messages left at the hotel desk for him, but right now he was too exhausted to return any of the calls. So instead, he went straight for the shower and then jumped into his bed where he remained sleeping until mid-morning the following day.

The telephone calls that were left for him were mostly from his wife and Brother Steve. They were calling to find out how he was doing and if he had reached his destination safely sine he didn't bother to call them and updated them on the affairs of his trip; thus far!

But when they had called again to enquire about him, he was elated to hear their voices and bragged about how he was having a wonderful time on the island and all the many souls he had brought to the Lord; in just one single night!

In the midst of their conversation, Reverent Ron asked his wife to put his children on the phone-line so he could express to them how much he loved them and was looking forward to seeing then soon.

When he was done chatting so with his children, he told his wife to take care of herself before bidding her good-bye.

But Tamara wasn't pleased and asked...

"Where is my, I love you?"

Unexpected, but not surprising, Reverent Ron replied!

"To be honest with you, Tamara, I honestly can't tell you that I love you right now; because with all these beautiful women here in Jamaica, I might never be coming back to you in America! And guess what, Mrs. Miller?"

"They all think I'm cute down her in Jamaica!"

Reverent Ron went on boasting!

Very accustom to his subtle ways of making her feel jealous, Tamara said a quick good-bye to her husband, place the phone on the receiver and went straight to the familiar arms she had gotten herself acclimated to which was no other arms than Brother Steve's.

His subtle insults always drove her to him anyway, and he was always willing and ready to comfort her with outstretch arms!

While Reverent Ron, still in his hotel room, ordered room service, had a belly full and then went flipping through the scriptures for words he wanted to preach on at a later night wherever he decided on going to do so.

Searching his mind, he thought about going back to the night club and having a visit with Bubbles and Cindy to find out how they were doing! He also wanted to go to another night club and get some other young girls converted and ushered them unto the hands of the Lord!

He was now thinking of doing both; and how he could possible maneuver himself by going both places for the night, but, he was determined to make it happen once his taxi driver was willing to take him there.

It was now dawning... minutes after 6:00 p.m., and Reverent Ron began getting himself ready for the streets, so he could start his evangelizing missionary event. With his bible safely tucked away inside is inner coat, and a few dollars in his pocket, Reverent Ron was ready to go out to the night clubs and win souls for Christ!

First stop was to see Bubbles and Cindy at the club - his very two first contenders in the Lord; even though, he hadn't heard a word from the Lord for either of them to make their next move pertaining to obtaining another kind of job.

Just as he stepped inside the night club, he saw Bubbles and Cindy sitting at a table like fish out of water, reasoning with each other about their future.

Quickly, Reverent Ron ran over to them and greeted them with a friendly kiss!

He wanted them to know that he was thinking about them and he was holding them up in his prayers!

Doubting, Cindy spoke first!

She wanted Reverent Ron to know that she was having second thoughts about her decision of accepting Christ because ever since he had laid hands on them converting them to the Lord. Not one single customer in the night club cared to look at them or even buy them a drink!

Immediately, Reverent Ron told them to order anything they wanted to eat and drink, except for anything containing alcohol and he will pay for it!

While they sat at the table drinking, he gave them the full low-down of the opposition between God and the Devil! Explaining to them that the Devil and God were at war; so they shouldn't expect any of these men coming inside the establishment to buy them anything to drink. Especially, now that they have accepted the Lord as their savior! Because most of the men coming inside the night club were possess with the Devil and some were even the Devil's legitimate children they were having drinks with!

"As you go on with the Lord, you will see exactly what I'm talking about!"

Reverent Ron expressed.

Finish paying for their orders, he further went inside his pocket and gave the ladies three hundred American dollars each, and again, he told them to continue dancing until God had opened and new door for them to make a living.

Reverent Ron was now ready to leave them and go on his other missionary assignment, and so he asked his taxi-driver to take him to another night club, which unbeknown to him, was located in one of the rougher parts of the city!

Time and time again, the taxi-driver asked him if he really wanted to go there; because he knew the area quite well, and from what he could tell, he knew it wasn't one of the safest places to be, especially at nights, unless one had some protection on their body or a security detail in their company!

But as usual, Reverent Ron started quoting scripters and declaring to the taxi-driver that.

"Greater is he; that is within me, than he that is in the world!"

"No weapon form against me shall never ever prosper; because I know, who my redeemer is!"

"The bible says, yea thou I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I should never fear any evil because the almighty is with me!"

And so, Reverent Ron kept on quoting scriptures into the taxi-driver's ears while he was driving along the way; convincing him that he has the protection of the Almighty God. Therefore, it was safe for him to go anywhere in the world that he wanted to and at any time that he wanted to!

Hesitant, but showing a brave face, the taxi-driver drove him to the Water-House destination where the night club was located, and decided to wait for him in his vehicle while he went about doing his evangelizing duties!

It was a wonderful financial break for the taxi-driver to be making fifty and sometimes eighty US dollars per night; taking Reverent Ron here and there around the city. However, it wasn't such a wonderful break worth losing his life over!

So putting wisdom to experience, Henry the taxi-driver demanded that Reverent Ron paid him his taxi-fare before entering into the night club. Just in case, one of those customary outbreaks of violence should ensued and he needed to bolt away from the scene on order to save his own life.

Feeling self-assured that he could handle any situation that might arise in the night club; Reverent Ron paid Henry his fees and then marched into the night club with his bible in his hand like he was the legitimate owner of the establishment.

Parking his vehicle across the street from the night club, Henry dropped his car seat backwards, sipped on his drink and patiently waited and watched for either war or peace to transpire as the night went along.

It was almost an hour now and persons were happily going in and out of the night club while displaying their party mood of playfulness and provocation.

There were no signs of tension or terror in the atmosphere, yet!

Vehicles came and vehicles went and nothing seems to be disturbing anyone or their property of the establishment.

Henry felt good about his job of bringing Reverent Ron back to his hotel room and that it was now secure, and all would be glorious for the rest of the week, hopefully!

But little did he know that there was a raging storm taking shape inside the night club that soon was about to hit the streets!

Reverent Ron was inside the night club buying a ton of sodas and pineapple drink for himself while encouraging the girls working in the establishment to come and sip with him; while using the opportunity to tell them about his wonderful Savior Jesus Christ!

These girls were nothing like Cindy or Bubbles!

They were asking questions and seeking legitimate answers to their questions... answers that were practical and made some sense to them!

"So, when I stop dancing and come off this stage who in hell or heaven is going to pay my bills, take care of me and my baby boy?"

One young girl asked boldly!

"Don't the Bible says God is everywhere... so that means, he is right here with us!"

Another girl spoke.

"We not working obeah or robbing anybody, we're only shaking what the good Lord gave us and our mama produce to make a money up in here!"

Another girl spoke!

"Straight up preacher man; let me tell you something right now! I don't want any damn soda to drink in here so! I want a double drink of Bailey's Irish Cream or a double shot of Ginger Wine, or else, you better find the door with your damn bible and your religion!"

A mean spirited young girl spoke fiercely!

"Well, as I told you before, I will buy you anything you want to drink or eat! But I'll never take my money and buy you any of those spirited drinks on the shelves! Because these spirited drinks only messes up your mind night after night; causing you not to think or reason the way you're supposed to... it's a trick of the Devil to keep you bounded here forever!"

Reverent Ron lectured.

"So tell me something preacher man, at your church, you don't drink wine when you taking communion?"

The mean spirit young girl asked.

"Well, to be honest with you, sometimes we do and sometimes we don't! But right now I'm trying to get everyone in the church to start taking grape juice instead of wine whenever it's communion Sunday!"

Reverent Ron try explaining.

More and more workers began gathering at the table asking questions and seeking answers from the very peculiar man, brave enough to come into their midst and try telling them they should come to Christ when he didn't have anything else that was tangible, practical or logical to show or tell them on how to survive in the world if they should join him in accepting Christ.

Two of the ladies insisted that the Reverent Ron bought them what they wanted to drink and not what he presumed they should have to drink on his account.

And when he adamantly rejected their claim, two of the young girls garbed the soda bottles from off the table and began smashing them on his head time and time again! While he screamed for help and mercy and tried shielding the blows with his bible!

The evangelizing gathering now turned out into a full fledge war!

The sodas he had bought to entertain the ladies were now used to whip the preacher man on his back and head!

He was now being kicked and slapped all over his body while laid on the floor!

Some were reaching for his pocket trying to rob him of his money!

And others just wanted him out of the night club. Dead or alive!

Desperately, Reverent Ron try reaching for the door - the exit, but inside the club was too dark impairing his vision!

He knew he had to get out of there, and fast! Or else, they were going to beat him to death!

Bent over and encircled by the mod of women, he tried making his way from amongst their midst, but, it was impossible for him to go any further.

Feeling hopeless and helpless, Reverent Ron shouted loudly;

"Lord Jesus Christ, have mercy on me! They are going to kill me inside here if you don't help me right now!"

But no miraculous came along to save him!

So the women continued beating the preacher man... slapping him in the face repeatedly... using their feet with their very high heels to poke and stand on his body while ripping his clothing to threads as they mocked and jeer him severely!

"Who told you, you could come into Satan's playground giving away sodas?"

"Are you an idiot?"

"Are you mad?"

The girls continued with their heckling.

Beaten down with not much fight left in him, Reverent Ron lay on the floor hoping and praying that help would arrive soon, or else, he would no longer be the preacher man, but pretty soon, a dead man!

Miraculously, a group of officers stepped into the night club to ease themselves from the stress of work; un-whine from their day of hard and dangerous work. Only to walk inside the club to be greeted by a loud commotion and a strange man on the floor looking like he had taken all that he could of their beatings!

They knew the area wasn't one of the best in the city and could be rough and rowdy at times, but seeing this... a man actually being beaten by several young girls while on the floor was quite new to them!

Luckily for them, they had entered the building with their machineries - their guns, or else, they could also be ganged upon and terrorized out of their uniforms like the partially naked man lying on the floor in front of them!

The chief officer in the group decided to intervene.

Seeing the stiff cold metal in his hands which pronounced serious danger in their midst or even death, the vicious crowd became scanty as some started hiding their faces from the security forces.

His pulse was beating fast, there was a gushing wound on his forehead along with several others scrapes and bruises at various points of his body!

Both pants pockets were completely cut away exposing the flesh of his rear end, and both shoes were missing from his feet!

"Sir, what is your name?"

One of the officers asked firmly.

Speaking through swollen lips, he replied!

"Ronald Miller, officer!"

"Can you tell us where you are living?"

The officer inquired.

"I'm living in the States but I'm staying by the Pegasus Hotel right now!"

Reverent Ron replied.

"So you are a tourist on the Island!"

The officer interjected.

"What brought you to this night club... do you have friends here or what?"

"No officer, I'm here evangelizing and I just thought I could make a difference in the lives of any of these young ladies wasting their lives with drinking and prostitution!"

Reverent Ron responded.

Knowing that he was a tourist and was treated like this, irate the police officers and right away they gave out strict orders for the club doors to be sealed shut... no one enters and no one leaves!

"Whichever one of you has this man wallet - credentials; papers, please hand it over to us right now, or else, we are going to be right here all day tomorrow; combing through every crevices and corner until we find it!"

The chief officer spoke.

Immediately, the gray color wallet flew up in the air and then landed at the officer's feet; but all the money inside of it was completely gone!

Fortunately for Reverent Ron, the documents declaring him to be a resident of the United States were still attached to his wallet and in one piece; or else, a trip off the island could proof very tedious and difficult for him!

Needless-to-say, he was still breathing, his credentials were still intact and he was still in his right mind, so the decision was made by the police officers for him to receive some medical treatment. And then, return to his hotel room as soon as the medical staff was done treating him for his bruises.

However, Reverent Ron refuse from going to the hospital, claiming that he was okay and only needed to get back to his hotel room where he could bathe and get some rest!

Assuring the police officers that he would be fine, once they had accompanied him out of the night club and to his waiting tax which was waiting for him across the street from the night club.

But, Henry the cab driver seeing Reverent Ron being carried under both arms by numerous police officers through the front door of the night club; and a massive and rowdy crowd toggling along behind them. So, he started his car engine and bolted away from the scene in lighting speed before the Preacher Man could ever reached his vehicle and open the door to his car!

Fearing that the angry mob would get him, if not tonight, then, they would certainly get him another night or on some other street where no police officers would be there to protect him.

Or, the mob might end up following his vehicle after the police officers had dispatch themselves from protecting Reverent Ron. So those who wanted him gone would finish him off!

With the cab driver swift disappearance from the night club location, Reverent Ron had no other choice but to stay in the hands of the police men, let them take him to the hospital and help him make his way back to his hotel room.

And so it was done!

For two days straight, Reverent Ron rested in his hotel room nursing his wounds and sucking up pain killers like they were his favorite M&M candies!

But, bright and early Sunday morning he was on the phone begging and pleading with Henry to take him over to St. Catherine so he could join the flock there in worship and give a word to his new found friends in the Lord.

Since Henry hadn't foreseen any danger up ahead of him and he desperately needed the money, Henry answered yes to Reverent Ron's request and then got himself ready for the pleasant undertaking of driving him to church!

However, there was one more thing that he needed from Henry and he beseeched with him to find Cindy and Bubbles; telling him to tell them that they should dress nicely because they were all going to church together!

Without delay, Henry made several rounds trying to locate the young ladies and when he finally did, he gave them Reverent Ron's message.

Surprisingly, they were quite happy for the invitation and were ready to go with him!

All dressed-up... attire in their Sunday best; looking and smelling like a little piece of heaven, the young ladies were soon in the back seat of Henry's car and then heading to the Pegasus Hotel to pick up Reverent Ron.

Reaching the hotel building, they saw Reverent Ron standing at the entrance gate waiting for them and as he was about to open the car door, he paused for a moment, he couldn't believe his eyes!

Stepping into the car he turned around looking at Bubbles and Cindy in the back seat of the car and exclaimed...

"This is who you really are, and not what the devil having you thinking you are, in those night clubs at nights!"

He then continued to greet them in the manner of the Lord!

"Praise the Lord, my sisters in the Lord!"

He echoed.

Not knowing any of the church jargon they began looking at each other suspiciously and both simple answered;

"Good Morning, man of god!"

It was Bubble who first recognized that something was wrong with his face... there was visible bruises and some swollenness; and so she asked!

"Who hit you in your face, Ronald?"

But instead of answering that some ladies in one of the night clubs where he had gone to evangelized had done such to him; Reverent Ron blamed it on the works of the Devil and told her that the devil had attacked two nights ago!

However, he had overcome the hands of the devil and was now feeling much better and express to her how his attack was only a part of the Christian journey and Christians should expect to be ridiculed at some time or the other! As they walk in the Lord.

And with great regrets, the ladies gave the preacher man their sympathy as they warned to him to be careful.

Feeling very guilty that he had vanished away from the mobbing scene, leaving the 'man of god' in the hands of the raving wolves! Henry kept his eyes straight on the road and would never look into Reverent Ron's eyes throughout their entire journey!

It was only until they had reached the Mount Olive Pentecostal Church over in St. Catherine and he wanted money to fill the gas tank of his car that he barely glanced into Reverent Ron's eyes and accepted the money from his hands.

Seconds later, Reverent Ron and the two beautiful sex workers were swiftly walking into the massive church hall like they were First Ladies and shaking hands with church members like they were red-carpet dignitaries!

Like a true gently man, he directed Cindy and Bubbles into the pew and then he knelt down beside them and began saying a word of prayer for the Lord Almighty to bless them in any direction he needed to take them!

Soon, Bubbles and Cindy followed suite and were on their knees asking God for His mercies and appealing to him for the new direction they were seeking to go in!

Before the service started, Pastor Matalan recognized Reverent Ron from a distance and bid him to stand so he could acknowledge him in the congregation and the visitors he had brought along to the church with him.

"Which one of them is your wife?"

The man on the podium kindly asked.

Smiling, Reverent Ron responded.

"None of them are my wife, Pastor!"

Reverent Ron replied.

"They are young ladies whom I have brought to Christ since I've been here on the island, and I would like to leave them into your care! So you'll continue to encourage them into the Lord after I'm gone!

Reverent Ron insisted.

Pastor Matalan was very delighted to see fresh faces in his congregation and asked Cindy and Bubbles to please stand and introduce themselves to the church audience!

For the first time since he had met them, Reverent Ron was going to actually know their real names - their legitimate names as they both stood in front of the congregation to introduce themselves.

Bubbles introduced herself as Sharon Stone and Cindy introduced herself as Nikki Clark and when they were done declaring to the church who they were, they were given a hearty round of applause! And joyful songs were then being song welcoming them to the Mount Olive Pentecostal church for the very first time!

Somehow, Reverent Ron felt very proud of the night workers after hearing them introduced themselves to the entire congregation. And now he was feeling responsible for them and their future in or out of the church.

And when he was given the microphone to give a word of testimony, Reverent Ron began show casing Bubbles and Cindy as wonderful women to the congregation who were ready to be a wife and take unto themselves a good husband!

"Nobody is going to use anyone who I have brought to the Lord! You are going to either put a ring on their fingers; make them your legitimate wives, or, leave them the hell alone, and I will take care of them myself!"

Reverent Ron ranted and raved to the listening audience who were totally in solidarity with him as they shouted numerous amen to declare their agreement of what he was proclaiming in the congregation.

"Some of you grown ass brothers love to shack-up too much with people daughters, instead of doing the right thing and making them your wives!"

"You are the ones dragging the black race down into the mud; by the way you treat the fruit-bearers and the multipliers of the land! There is nothing in our heritage that says we are cock-up, shock-up, breed and leave, set of people!"

"So you better start asking yourselves if the sister you are about to use and misuse, deserves it. Because guess what, when you are ready to care for some other woman, that is the seed you will producing because it was the seed you had planted earlier on in your life with someone else... another woman!"

"Even though, some of you old gray-tone men, still find it pleasurable to use and abuse our daughters and refuse to give them the honor which they truly deserves! But I warn you this morning, something wicked will be coming to you if you keep it up!"

Reverent Ron kept on preaching and declaring.

For a brief moment, he paused and then he went on to addressing the women who were in any form of close proximity to his hearing!

"Ladies, Ladies, Ladies!"

He shouted into the microphone!

"Don't separate your legs or spread them apart and let any man enter you, unless, he puts a ring on your finger!"

"As soon as he tells you, that he wants some, some of that thing safely tucked away between our legs where god has placed it! Kindly, tell him to introduce you to his mamma, his grandmamma, his adopted mamma or any other kind of mamma he might have had... meeting them will give you and inclination on how he treats women!"

"And if he treats his mamma well and he has a job... don't be quick to lay on your back for him, but instead, tell him as soon as he puts a ring on your finger then he is welcome to go inside the cookie jar!"

"That will have him thinking!"

"Don't be anybody's easy comer and easy goer!"

Reverent Ron furiously spoke as he marched from one side of the church; to the next!

And right throughout his speech, the entire church gathering were on their feet jeering him on while shouting a million and one Hallelujahs and Amen, showing their complete solidarity towards his nerve touching message!

He was almost done, but he wasn't quite finished with his self-respect and courtship messaging as yet!

So again, he pointed out to the audience, particularly addressing the male membership of the church, as they all stood there staring at him, as if, they were staring right into his soul.

"Here are two lovely and beautiful ladies, if you care about having a godly relationship with the intention of getting married on your mind, please talk to Pastor Matalan and he will further advice you on the route you must take in getting married to one of these gorgeous and beautiful ladies!"

"Don't worry about love; that will come in time!"

"You just focus on treating them very well and with respect, and then love will fall into place; love will find its way to you!"

"Let me here an Amen!!!!"

Reverent Ron demanded, time and time again from the excited gathering!

And when the Amen kept on coming in an abundance, he pleasantly told the congregation to take their seats and be quiet while he thanked Pastor Matalan for allowing him to speak. Seconds later, he handed him the microphone before returning to be seated with the ladies he had shamelessly brought into the house of the Lord!

With the audio system back in his hands, Pastor Matalan was shouting at the congregation to stand on their feet and give the Lord Almighty a crazy praise! Because He had sent His servant in their midst to bless them and teach them something new!

He was now so hyped up that he had completely forgotten the ceremonial message he had intended to preach to the congregation.

In his moment of memory lapses, Pastor Matalan turned his back to the gathering, directed the choir to sing a lively chorus while he blasted from the top of his voice tumultuous praise and just as much hallelujahs unto the Lord. Until, the idea suddenly returned to his mind like a flash of lighting and he held onto it mentally until the choir stopped singing.

The choir was singing!

The church was on fire for the Lord!

Some in the audience were shouting tremendous amount of gratitude unto their creator!

Others were dancing and praising the Lord in one accord!

While a few outside looking in; observing the wonderful celebration of acknowledging the One they all pronounce to be, The Way-Maker!

Surprisingly, Pastor Matalan laid prostate on the floor in a trancelike state... something he has always rejected his church members from doing!

Oftentimes, telling them that such an act in demonic; and persons who carries out such behavior isn't in control of their spirit-man! And are unable to be trusted with the works of the church!

Now he began yelling out loudly!

"Yes Lord, I hear you Lord!"

"Yes Lord, I will obey you!"

"Yes Lord, You know all things best!"

And when Pastor Matalan was out of his trancelike state of mind or being, he quickly ran from the pulpit, grabbed the two sex workers by the hand, brought them back to the pulpit and immediately declared them to be pastors!

The entire assembly was now up in awe!

Many began whispering while others spoke loudly declaring the prophetic utterings to be nothing but the truth!

While the flock continued on with their murmuring, muttering and mouthing off about the heavenly decision Pastor Matalan spoke boisterously about. Giving stern warnings to the flock that this was God's business and he was only obeying what the man upstairs had just now reveal to him!