dear diary,

wonders they say shall never end..was talking with some friends and churches and their styles and it refreshed my memory on my experience at one of the famous and biggest churches in Port Harcourt, Salvation Ministries. They had just concluded the 'five nights of glory' which I attended through an invitation from a colleague, and they were having a special section on Sunday, in this section, our 'expectation forms' were to be brought and submitted, hmmmmm....it was not a funny one as my friend who joined me from my own church and I got to the church but could not get in because, the third service was far gone and we were asked to wait for the 4th service...deep breath! even in waiting, it wasn't a cozy, from the squashing sun to the crowd and the hurting in my feet to the fact i got a little tanned that day! finally, it was time to get in for the 4th service and it was obviously meant to be a survival of the fittest...i bet that folks got missing during services..lol...my friend and I practically had to hold hands to avoid losing each other, yet we eventually got to a stampede and there was serious chaos to get in, members and guests and intending members in crowd were all struggling to get in  the main auditorium while the protocol officers did their own jobs and tried to stop the pandemonium but the crowd seemed rather uncontrollable and my friend fell, trying to protect my shoes which were pulling off from a hit form behind, i also saw myself on the ground! oops! now do not laff ooo...though i wasn't flat on the floor, i was conscious of my beautiful barbie lady like outfit...i got up laffn and not believing what had happened to me! finally, we grabbed a sit and there came this 'usher' who couldn't be there to usher me in ooo who started disturbing me to change my seat because my skirt was short! oh yeah? my below the knee skirt even with a pair of panty socks to cover my already long skirts? smh....i even agreed to follow her and get another seat oo as i didn't want ant distraction from the praise, word and man of God, that man is a gift! And so, this usher kept taking me from one seat to another and no one wanted to change their seats for reasons best known to them. but then, why blame them, they managed to get a seat and you wanna move them? i raked oooo because it was annoying, just then, someone who had it right showed up and rescued the situation.....oh! wahala!
i finally prayed and submitted my expectation form, only to return to my church, TRP, the rest place church of God mission intl. and guess the breaking news???? hehehehe...i could not contain it! just when i was planning to withdraw and do things differently, i got an appointment in church! this people!

.....i know itchy ears....story continues
catchya, ttyl