Colors of music in ministry Chunk #19 ndeed the elders took the matter to the board of the church.a decision was taken to give the band an allowance of R3000 for the next 6 months to see if there will be any positive change commitment wise.Obviously Pastor Dubula was the main influence behind that decision.the board also decided they needed to hire a Music Director on a full time bases,Gunga was not an option for he had a full time job. The band was called in for a feedback meeting……Mr Modia reluctantly broke the news… “as the board of the Church we have come to a conclusion that an allowance of R3000 would be suitable for the band member for now.having said that we are going to be strict regarding each and everyone’s commitment… 1.for every official church event that requires music your required to be available without any excuse 2.church events take precedence above any other gig. 3.every prayer meeting and all night prayer have to be attended without fail. 4.make sure you tithe…(he added on himself) “Sorry ntate Modia!!!, sorry for the disturb.the R3000 do we share it all of us or everyone gets his own R3000?”..asked Sgubhu(drummer) Mr Modia.. “I don’t have time to play,I have contracts that must be signed now and returned right away.its just a one page contract stipulating everything I have explained” Lead Guitarist.. “can I suggest that we bring the contracts tomorrow so that we can make sure before signing and another thing when are we getting new sound?some of these cords are no longer functioning,the keyboards are old…I mean we have been using Roland E09 for too long and the other keyboard does not qualify as an instrument. Mr Modia.. “now le tla too much!!! You boys are ungrateful….some of the churches don’t have all these things that you are talking about”…use what you have for now until further notice..” Keyboad player.. “but for us to deliver the right quality of music we need the right equipment,those keyboards are old and about to give in soon..” Mr Modia… “well that’s not going to happen,you cant have your bread buttered on both sides” Sgubhu.. “what bread now how come I did not get it”….sgubhu never had limits. Mr.. “now you are being disrespectful,you are crossing the line” Sgubhu.. “ngiyaxolisa baba,its just that we happy that the church is giving us money,I want to buy a pink cavella with my 1st pay and I will buy you a Kaizer chiefs top”….he knew he was a Pirates fan Mr Modia tried to keep a serious face as usual but ended up breaking a smile ….it was a mystery to see him smile ... “bring the contracts by tomorrow morning” Gunga.. “thank you so much” Mr Modia.. “on a serious note there will be no purchase of sound not anytime soon” Sgubhu.. “we understand baba,can we come and visit you one day?” Mr Modia.. “you boys are such a headache,tsamayang maaan” Friday night After the talk that amended their relationship Clive made another turn to visit his parents this time he prayed hard while on the road hoping for a better response.his intention was clear,he wanted a letter to be drafted for Lobolo negotiations…..the advantage about this whole situation was that Sindi was well known at the Phoko’s household,Sindi’s parents attended the same church back home with Clive’s parents.When he arrived this time around the reception was less volatile compared to the previous time…he sat down with both his parents while having tea… “papa le mma…I want to marry,ke kopa lenthuse with the arrangements for magadi”… “i am ready to be a man ,I want to start a family and settle down” Mrs Phoko.. “eng? Clive you are still young maaan!...you need to be stable by yourself 1st…I mean lenyalo is not child’s play at all..i think you should take your time achieve a few things pele o ka nyala” Clive.. “mma I hear you, Im not that young anymore.i have to have direction in my life so this is one of the 1st steps and I want to achieve things with my wife.. Mrs.. “hahaai nna I think its too soon ngwanaka,lenyalo le boima,” Clive.. “but I have to start somewhere,mma” Mr Phoko.. ‘Mavis tlogela ngwana! Actually he is now old enough…ka Setswana ra tle re buwe rere nyala o ny…!” Mrs.. “no steve, don’t even finish up that line sose tlhapa” Clive.. “hehehehe,I’ve heard that before…but im not scared of the big commitment” Mr Phoko.. “that’s fine my boy,who is the lucky lady? I hope wa chesa ne! don’t bring us someone who looks like Mugabe and try and convince us it’s a woman.you are getting married to a woman akere!!! Clive.. “hahahaha yes,ke mosadi sadi…setsupu sa monthodi,ke Sindi” Mr Phoko.. “which Sindi? That ugly girl that you used to go to church with waga Sithole…..haai boy you have skewed eyes…” Mrs Phoko.. “auwa Steve that child is beautiful and well mannered” Mr Phoko.. “very good,have you saved money? Whats your plan?” Clive.. “I did save money and can raise more for the celebration..we have discussed with Sindi that we will rent in the meanwhile ” Mr Phoko.. “okay, we will talk with your mother and inform the relevant uncles after that we will draft a letter with the suitable dates” Clive.. “ke a leboga” Mr.. “its fine..by the way once we agree on the date you have to transfer the money into your mother’s account…we don’t want to take chances here just like your cousin Peo, he told us on the day that his loan was not approved ,we looked stupid having to cancel such a serious commitment after the other family prepared so much” Clive.. “I can even transfer it now” Mrs Phoko.. “no,wait until we agree on a date then you will transfer it.” Clive.. “that’s okay,lemme get going ge!!! Ke tla utlwa ka lona then”… Clive left his parent’s house to go hook up with Gunga …on his was home he passed by a nearby chain store to get some refreshments for the hook up…he bumped into Dineo (Mr Modia’s daughter).. “auuu sister Dineo where have you been? Its been quiet in church lately without you…no trouble no gossip! You must come back its boring when you are not there” teased Clive Dineo.. “please don’t call me sister ever again”…she replied angrily Clive.. “hey you know im just joking ,are you okay?” She tried to respond but broke down…clive ushered her to his car…..they sat inside. Clive.. “Dineo whats wrong kante?... Dineo.. “stop pretending as if you cant see..cant you see im pregnant? You can start laughing now…sister fire has fallen! Say it I know you longing to mock me” Clive.. “I know we don’t normally see eye to eye but I do care about you, where have you been?” Dineo.. “eish Clive, I have messed up! My life is a mess I don’t think heaven will forgive me for my sins” Clive.. “that’s a lie from the devil,God loves you and its not over yet”…. Dineo.. “its easy for you! You are not the pregnant one here…u should hear the things they say about me….my father cut me off his life and I just found out that the father of my unborn child is married..i know it sounds like a movie but that’s my life…I cant stand church anymore! There are people I thought I would find comfort in them but it’s the other way around.so im done with church!...i just want to start all over somewhere…” Clive.. “let me stop you right there!!! Stop tramping yourself like this, yes people will talk but life goes on before you know it will all come to pass…we have always known you as a prayerful woman and you must remain that way…dont make things worse by throwing in the towel.life is tough hence we need to toughen up too” Dineo.. “its easy for you to play motivational speaker but you don’t know half of pain…im surprised that im even talking to a man even right now! I hate men! I hate your smell I hate everything about banna…le dimpya!...how can you lie to a woman like this? How can you lie with a straight face and refuse that you are the father?.... Clive.. “dineo you are hurting I understand,in fact I don’t understand the pain you are feeling right now! Im gonna say this “MANY ARE THE AFFLICTIONS OF THE RIGHTEOUS BUT THE LORD DELIVERS HIM OUT OF THEM ALL”….you need to give yourself a chance to Live Again..your problem is that you have always been Mrs Perfect….His grace is sufficient for all and His power is made perfect in our weakness…..dont walk away from God but run to Him,He is our Refuge” Dineo.. “and when did you become this spiritual?..” As they were talking Gunga called asking where Clive was… “Boy im still caught up! I will see you in an hour’s time”..he answered.. Clive.. “im not spiritual but I have learned to forgive myself,I have learned to give myself another chance.you cant give in ,for a fact that you still alive God is still in control” Dineo.. “you know Clive im shocked that the person I always thought was the most sinful is the person who actually gives his time to me…when I looked at you I would see you swimming in sin nje I don’t know where I got that from but today im humbled” Clive.. “hehehehe…you not really my favourite but im glad to find out that you are human after all…we had a nickname for you,we called you Avatar!!! Dineo.. “what?”…he punched him on the arm… “you guys are nasty”…she dropped her jaw with her mouth open.. Clive.. “you know you were troublesome le wena maaan..” Dineo.. “I had a nickname for you too, Sintist..” Clive.. “hahahaha, ja neh…so other people are scientists but nna im a Sintist…very creative” Dineo.. “I thank God I bumped into you,I feel a bit lighter…alienating myself will guarantee me defeat…look for what it is worth im sorry that I treated you bad.from the bottom of my heart im sorry! And thanx for listening” Clive.. “I will forgive you only on one condition!” Dineo.. “I knew this was too good to be true, whats the condition?” Clive.. “if that baby is a boy you have to call him Clive!” Dineo.. “never!!! Forget it we would rather remain enemies,hehehehe” Clive.. “im glad that you are smiling now, you scared me for a while” Dineo.. “im sorry I was a mess nje…and when did you become so matured?” Clive.. “Jozi taught me a lesson and a half”..he started relating some of his stories to her…she couldint stop laughing at him….. Clive.. “I have to get going now Gunga has been waiting for me,if you need to talk don’t hesitate to drop me a message” Dineo.. “yes Pastor….i will holler…but please what we spoke about remains capped akere” Clive.. “obviously no one will believe me,come let me drop you off!” He dropped her off at her flat and called Gunga ,he suggested they go grab something to eat as usual….they went to chill at Zebro’s by Esselen Street!...for everytime these 2 met it was story after story they would laugh at each other’s experiences…Gunga did not hesitate to tell his tale about Gugu that had Clive on floor in stiches… “bro it means you don’t pray! You were supposed to pick that up in the spirit”.mented Clive Gunga.. “somethings are too attractive to ignore mfana,im gonna fast for her I tell you” Clive.. “you are crazy boi….you are wasting your fasting airtime!..forget it boss” Gunga.. “kanti who’s side are you on”… “I cant let go this chick is too nice poi,she is the future…” Clive.. “im sure she is the future sangoma” Gunga.. “this is no longer funny now” Clive.. “batlo go loya wena saan!..the next thing re tlo bona motho a tswa meno one by one” Gunga.. “stop it,do I look like type yao loyiwa?....the conversation continued for another hour until Clive called it a day…Gunga was having an unsettled stomach he also wanted to go…” Clive dropped him off at his flat…..by that time Gunga’s stomach started to rumble and tumble!...unbelievably the elevator was not working he was pressed and compressed.he looked at the stairs with despair! “9th floor via stairs”… “I wont survive”….every step he took felt like he was about to let go! When he reached the 5th floor he took a breather and sat down…he stomach began to tumble like a volcano!!..he was sweating ! he stood up took more steps…by the 8th floor his stomach was a raging hurricane he couldint hold it anymore!! Finally he reached his floor, slowly walked towards his door,his whole body was stiff! He got to the door searched himself for a few seconds and realized he left his keys in Clive’s car…….
Posted on: Thu, 14 Nov 2013 17:52:52 +0000