The things which the Gentiles sacrifice, they sacrifice to demons, and not to God: and I would not that you should have fellowship with demons.
“What is that? Have you all converted to heathen ways? What are you doing with that painting? Where did you get it?” I couldn’t believe what was happening. The prospect that frightened me the most was materialising right in front of me. My children, my children had a painting of him in their hands. Even in his death, he was making my family commit sin.
I had always taught them to follow the virtuous path; to do only what is right. Had I been such a bad father that a few words of blasphemy could make my teachings come tumbling down?
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She needed to be fearful. She needed to be scared of God’s punishment for the sickening sin she had committed.
I snatched the unholy painting from Jaja’s hands and tore it into unrecognizable shreds. Such examples of sin should be destroyed. I remembered the priests’ words vividly, each one ringing in my ears in time with the sound of shredding, melding together to create a satisfying harmony. The false gods of stone that were reflected in his eyes, the ones that he had worshipped so disgracefully, crumbled to dust.
I was doing God’s work, just as the Reverends had taught me to. I was tearing it for Him. Not for myself. Not because I couldn’t bear to look at him anymore. Not because I could not make my crimson eyes meet with his serene ones.
I threw him on the floor, torn into pieces that could never be put together.
“No!” Kambili shrieked louder than she had ever dared to. She ran to his remnants and curled up on the floor on his pieces. She wanted to save him. Why? Why did she not understand that it was not right? Why did she not understand that God didn’t want this?
“What has gotten into you? What is wrong with you?” Because there was something terribly wrong. “Get up! Get away from that painting!” But she just lay there. “Get up!” But she still did not move. Why was she doing this? Why was she defying me? Defying God?
My eyes were...