PASTOR BOSCO episode 4

"No weapon formed against me shall prosper!!!"Pastor Bosco yelled over his shoulder,as he fled for his life.

Of course the he knew that there were few mortals (living or dead) whom could catchup with him.

As he WHOOSHED passed figures on the road,he did a mental calculation of the amount in his pockets.

It wasn't much,but it was enough to feed him for a day or two.

Imagine the nonsense.He thought.

They hired an assassin to kill him?In the house of God?

What were they thinking?Did they not know his God would deliver him?

He ran for a few more seconds and then stopped.

As tried to catch his breath,he surveyed his surroundings to discern his location.

He was at a bus stop.
A very crowded one for that matter.

He looked behind him,the church building was but a mere speck in the distance.

"The Devil is a liar!!"He  declared at the top of his lungs.

Several people turned to stare at him wondering if the Man of God had taken leave of his senses.

Now all he had to do was get home.He thought.

He suddenly felt a strong grip on his shoulder.

"Everyday for the thief...."came a husky voice.


He spun around sharply to stare into the face of the Bus Conductor he'd ran away from weeks ago.



The Huge man literarily had him by his collar  and lifted the Man of God off the ground with one hand.

Instantly,the small Bus Stop exploded into a commotion of frantic loud voices.

"What's going on???.........Ah-ah???Conductor that's a Man of God oh!!!..........Do you want to kill him.........???"


Pastor Bosco's first reaction to his predicament was to Take to his heels.

But being suspended a few inches off the ground, made it scientifically impossible to do so.

He kicked and thrashed about wildly as a small crowd slowly gathered around them to watch the spectacle.

"Today,..... you will pay me my money, or I will terminate your life with serious Beating!!!"The Conductor's foul breath barked.

The odor from the Man's armpit was like stale urine.


This is clearly the handiwork of the devil.Pastor Bosco thought.

The strength of this man could only have come from the Devourer himself.

"This man is a Thief!!!" Boomed the Conductor.

"Ha!!! Is he not a Pastor???"came the frantic voice of a woman.

"Which Pastor???"Spat the Conductor.

"Pay me my money,....or I Brutalize you here!!!"Came the Conductor's angry voice.

More loud voices were thrown into the mix as The Pastor's feet  continued to dangle a few inches off the ground.

He knew his situation was dire.

The Conductor's arms were almost the size of Fire extinguishers....and seemed just as strong.

The Biceps and triceps on them could've very easily belonged to Goliath or Samson.

The Conductor began swinging his free arm in a circular motion as he prepared to deal the Pastor a Devastating and potentially Life-Ending Punch.

Considering that he hadn't eaten all day,the Pastor knew that his chances of surviving such a blow were at best minimal.

"...Father,into your hands I commit my spirit!!"He declared into heaven.

But in that instant,the cheap fabric of the waist coat ripped and tore under the  weight of his body,Freeing the Man of God from the impossible grip.

Gravity did the rest.

The split second the Pastor's feet touched the ground,he sped off like a lightening bolt.

WHOOSH!!!

Living behind a cloud of dust, a flabbergasted crowd and the Stunned muscular Conductor still holding the empty coat in his hand.

Everything else was a blur as he ran at top speed.

The image of the Conductor's biceps was all he needed to keep him running.

He had no idea how long he ran....He just ran until his heart couldnt take it any more.

He stopped when he recognized his street.

Jesus is Lord!!!He thought.

Had he run all the way back home?

Truly,the Lord hath saved him via supernatural means he thought.

His entire body was drenched in sweat by the time he stopped running..

He placed his hands on his knees and tried to catch his breath.

"The enemy has been out for me all day"He said breathlessly.

First the landlord,then the Demonic Assassin....and now the Conductor.

"The Devil is  a liar!!" He said to himself as he approached his house.

He noticed two figures standing in front of his door.

In seconds,he recognized them.

His Landlord's wife.

The Pastor's heart sank.

Weren't they supposed to be fasting?

Was there no end to this madness?The Man of God wondered.

He was too tired,and too hungry to run again.

He considered turning around.....and then he had an idea.


....to be continued.

LIFE IS A CHOICE MY FRIEND
SO CHOOSE WISELY
ENOUGH SAID