A Nigerian man identified as Maxwell Honeymoon Ndamzi has taken to his social media and narrated his ordeal of how he was being thrown out of a church in Lagos simply because his outfit was âworldlyâ.
Maxwell revealed on Facebook that he was disappointed by his tailor and since it was late, he decided to spend the night at church so that he can collect his clothing from the tailor in the morning.
Unfortunately for him, he was thrown out by some of the members of the church who claimed that his dressing was worldly.
This is not a CALL OUT, there is no pain, anger or malice against this CHURCH in making this post, or at least not anymore. But this May made it 3years it happened and I just want to share. It might be a long read, just stay with me.
Sometime in May 2017, after leaving a tailors shop who had just disappointed me around Mandillas Lagos Island, I was sad, hurt, and disappointed. Let me add I was in a bad place spiritually, I was really Low. I was heading home when I passed this very Branch of MFM church. It was around 7 pm as I walked past the church, its speakers blasting out one of my favorite worship songs. âYou are Alpha and Omegaâ. I find strength in worship, and feel better afterward. I walked to the security at the gate and asked him if a service was going on. He said yes. And I walked upstairs and joined the service.
I worshipped with them, and felt a lot better after some serious spiritual gymnastics. I was about leaving when I heard this announcement âplease donât forget to come back for our NIGHT VIGIL, by 12midnightâ. I thought to myself I can stay for the VIGIL, then from there go back to my tailor, pick up my items and leave. They called for first-timers and I stood up. I was the only first-timer who came for the service, so the man who attended to me said itâs cool I want to stay for the VIGIL, that he will like the head Pastor to pray with me before I leave in the morning, and sincerely I didnât mind.
12am, vigil starts. Someone walks to me and says, âyou are not supposed to be here we donât know youâ, I said âyeah you donât know me, I am a first-timerâ. He says âitâs workers VIGIL, and you are not a worker so you have to leave,â I told him itâs too late to get my place, itâs already 12:30 am. He says I can go upstairs to an empty hall, pass the night and leave in the morning. I said cool. I was given those materials used in decoration, to spread on the floor and also to cover myself. I didnât complain. I was lying down there, then dropped a message to bae to tell her all the experience and where I was precisely, we chatted briefly and I said goodnight and I slept.
I was deep asleep, and very cold when I felt someone kick me. What a way to wake someone. I open my eyes and saw 4 men standing by my side, including the man who told me to wait for the VIGIL and also gave me were to pass the night. The first question one of them asked me is âWHO ARE YOU AND WHAT IS YOUR MISSION HERE BEFORE WE SEND FIRE TO BURN YOUâ I was dazed. They asked me to leave the church because they donât know me. I looked at my time it was 2 am in the morning, where the heck would I be going to by that time? I told them I was encouraged to stay by one of them, and that he gave me the space, I pointed at him and he didnât deny it. I gave them my two phones, my driverâs license, my wallet which had over 30k in it, and my ATM card too. I asked them to hold onto those items, and by morning I will come pick them and leave. They refused to collect them from me and insisted I leave.
In Lagos Island, TINUBU SQUARE, or around MANDILLAS. Being on the road around 2 am is the same as inviting robbery to yourself or even death in the worst case. The police sees you, they must pick you up or the area boys would feast on you. I reminded them how dangerous it was to be out by that time. I begged these four pastors like my life depended on it. The only one who looked sorry but helpless was the one who gave me the place to sleep. Others were mean, rude, and harsh. I was not raising my voice, I was very cool in talking to them. One very short one, amongst them pulls me by the shirt, kicks my shoes towards the door, and begins to push me. Saying the church isnât a hotel, that I canât stay in their church because my dressing is âWORDLYâ Chelsea jersey, a black jean, and a black all-stars footwear. You can imagine.
No one should place me in this position, not like I was helpless or homeless. Next thing the one who gave me the space begs for me. The other 3 attacks him, and shuts him up. We get to the church gate and these CHURCH PASTORS opens the gate scolds the security for letting me in, and watched me walk into the dead, cold, and dangerous night. I could have gotten robbed, killed, or even picked by some unfriendly police officers and accused of a crime, these men didnât care. I thought at least in a time such as that, as a Christian, even if I had nowhere to get shelter, at least a church WOULD NOT be the one sending me out by almost 2:30 am.
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