𝑲𝒆𝒎𝒊 𝑷𝑶𝑽
Head down and just speed walk out the door. An occasional smile to the aunties and uncles and grabbing a weekly devotional book on my way out. My after church routine. Im sure other teens can relate to this, trying to avoid socialising after church. I hate it so much. Some Sundays I get stopped my mum to say hi to some random auntie I've never met before. It doesn't help that I'm a PK (pastors kid) either.
I finally made it to the car and I get into my seat and lock the doors, I have about an hour before the rest of the family gets to the car. I know, an hour is crazy and I'm probably exaggerating a tiny bit but it's just so long. Thankfully today wasn't a particularly "special Sunday" as in there were no special occasions going on so I didn't have to stay back to back up.
I open my phone and go to Spotify, my playlist is seriously the best. Listen for yourself:
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"Kemi!" My Mum's raspy loud voice piecers my ears. I already know what she's gonna ask. "Kemi! ọmọbinrin mi (My Daughter)!" She says even louder than the first time
"Yes Ma" I groan as I pause my music to see what she wants. Just as I thought I h could relax
Just as I mange to manuver out of my seat I'am surprised by my best friend's face pressed against my window.
"Victoria!!!! What is wrong with you" I scream, dramatically clucting my chest
Vix and I have been friends since primary year 4 to be exact. She was the only other black girl in our grade so it was destined if you ask me. She's African too so we're even more of a perfect match. She really is my platonic soulmate, the only thing is that we are COMPLETE opposites. Victoria is so loud and outgoing and bright and funny, and me.... Im shy and quiet and boring. We go to the same church and her dad is a church elder (they're respected as pastors) We sometimes say we're sisters especially at school, let's be honest these white people can't tell the difference.
"Eiii Kemi relax" she says laughing, "You scare so easily" I can't help it her laugh is so contagious so I join her
"Will you stop that, jor" I say whinging. This girl is so annoying but I love her
"your Mum said to give this to you, and she said you should go thank that auntie over there" She says handing me a package and pointing to an elderly woman with her chin.
"Ah ah, can a girl have some peace?" I say playfully snatching the package, I hold my long dress at my side and finish getting out of the car and side hugging Victoria.
Scanning the church parking I take a deep breath and start heading towards the auntie I was going to thank. I'm walking with my head slightly looking down and I occasionally look up to locate the woman. I find her, and after greeting and thanking her she pulls me in for a tight hug that went on for a little too long and just as I feared, I'm trapped in a 20 minute conversation with her about how I'm growing into a smart bright young woman of God. If only they knew the battle I've been fighting in my mind.
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I'm laying on my bed and swiping through peoples Snapchat stories Rolling my eyes when I see something about a girlfriend or boyfriend. I know it sound dumb but I can feel my bible next to me begging to open it and read it. I just know that's the Holy Spirit. I haven't read the bible in over a week and I keep beating myself up about it. I hate when I get like this, when I mess up my relationship with God. We used to be tight and one little slip up caused me to fall into this rabbit hole. I forgot to read my bible ONE night and I haven't been able to even look at it since. God leads me back to him after every time this happens but I just get exhausted with this cycle. A few weeks ago I realised it's a spiritual attack and Im going though some serious warfare right now. I know I should pray but I just don't know how. Everytime I pray or get on good terms with my Heavenly Father I get attacked more and more. It exhausting. I can't bear it. Scripture says God will always always provide a way out and don't get me wrong, he does but how long will this cycle go on for. I feel like heaven is tired of hearing me cry to God after each attack because of how often it happens. Victoria says she can be my accountability partner but I just come up with a dumb excuse every time. "God, why am I like this, why am I so broken. Why am I such and easy target for the devil and his dumb tricks. Why can't you fix me once and for all"
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