I was playing on the internet the other day when I stumbled upon the logo for Lagos.
I have never really paid attention to it before until then. I zoomed in. Palm trees, fishermen, yellow colour and some cowrie-like things, green grass, and the motto is Justice and Progress. Yes, that is Lagos, more of progress, though, I don’t know about Justice (side-eyeing Delta State with Finger of God motto)
I kept zooming in on the logo and wondering; something is missing I thought; why isn’t there somebody preaching with a megaphone on the logo? Isn’t that like a permanent feature of Lagos?
Have you ever gone a whole day in Lagos without seeing somebody preaching with a megaphone? They start in the morning around 6 am and what they are saying is mostly incomprehensible, still they scream upandan. Sometimes the person will just be walking along the road ringing a bell, just ringing a bell not saying any words.
How about buses? You are more likely to see more preachers at a bus stop than buses. And there are like over one million churches and mosques in Lagos. Everywhere, preachers
Why are they disturbing other people? Nobody should even give me that go and preach good news story. Did Jesus tell you to use megaphone to wake sleeping people on Saturday morning? Or that you should not let them rest after a work day with your all-night services? I am not even going to talk about churches who act as if God is deaf with all that shouting while using microphones and speakers.
There is a church behind my house, actually, I live in a witch-free zone, surrounded by six churches and a mosque. This particular church behind my house is the loudest; it is one of the white garment denominations. They usually have all night services. On one such day, they were so loud that my bed was vibrating to the rhythm of their music.
Jesu Oluwa wa
They did this all night. I couldn’t sleep, or read, or watch a movie. I was just on my bed staring at my ceiling, thinking about how to make money so that I can live alone in a beach house with coconut trees and the only noise will be chirping birds and the sound of water slapping rocks.
Anyway, they finally closed around 5 am. I was so tired. It was as if I had been the lead dancer and preacher at the all-night. Just when I was about to sleep, the morning breeze singing a soft lullaby in my ears. I heard a small static. Hay God
Call for prayers from the mosque.
I waited. The good thing about the mosque is that you can tell when they will be done.
After the Muslim morning prayers finished I hugged my pillow, determined to get a little shut eye, and then I heard another static.
Brothers and sisters repent! Jesus is coming soon
I looked out the window and it was a young man who was already dressed for the day. He was carrying a huge Bible in one hand and a megaphone in the other.
What kind of rubbish is this?
I endured him for a while, thinking he would soon go away or walk further down the street, but no, he continued screaming outside my house. Around 7 am I went out and told him to shut up. Of course, he ignored me.
The Bible says where two/three are gathered God is there. Please, you people should tell your pastors to stop shouting into microphones. God is already in the church and can hear you.
The same for choir members, praise and worship is not carnival session, and also for the street preachers.
One of the first rules of Christianity is to love your neighbour as you love yourselves. If you do not care about all those living in houses around your church, do you not care that you are disturbing sleeping people on a Saturday morning.
This is Lagos, people are out of their houses before 5 am during the week, and the only day they have time to sleep until 7 am you are disturbing them in the name of preaching?
How are you causing another fellow human being so much pain and expect God to hear your prayers?