But Harold, who asked me to tell him I was thirsty so he could scream “March forth”, used it to motivate the faithful. He gulped it and staggered out of the queue, and out of the compound, leaving Harold swearing at me. When I asked him what he meant in saying that I would be selling myself, Harold said: “You would be selling pumpkins. Harold sent me to go and tell that they were not allowed in without tithe and another gift for the pastor. One of the women, a charismatic lady called Njambi, told me that Harold had told her that her son was going to “pass away”.

Source: Standard Digital March 15, 2021 14:48 UTC