HEAVEN AND EARTH “In the beginning was word and the word was with God, and the word was God. He was with God in the beginning. Through him all things were made without him nothing was made that has been made”. The concentration was high, all eyes glued to the vicar. He was tall handsome and wore a pair of nice glasses His voice was so loud and with a bass requiring him to ignore the mic. one could notice his well-built body underneath the fitting navy blue suit. WOW! I didn’t know vicars worked out too. He used gestures., While preaching I couldn’t help but detect a ring on his finger. He was married and am sure his wife is the luckiest of the women. Yeah, to have a God fearing man in the house. He seemed genuine to me. Its been months since I went to church. Twelve, eighteen or twenty-four months to be precise. Don’t judge me yet, I always read my bible, say a word of prayer and do what’s right. Am a strong believer in Christianity. The church service was distracted by a sharp, continues cry of a child from the back seats not far from where I was seated. The congregation seemed annoyed as they even started to murmur. I couldn’t hold back and just like others, I had to see what was happening. The crying child was seated on her mother’s lap, who happened to be pregnant. It looked tiny and both wore tattered clothes which danced to the rhythm of the wind. I think in this era of internet and poor economy; people should have the knowledge of pregnancy precautions. Well, that wasn’t my concern. But there was something about this needy, young mother, she had a familiar face. Being Brenda, I may be nosy but I never forget easily. Her name is Sophie, we went to the same high school and she was a bully. She would call me names, take my properties and make fun of me because I couldn’t perform better in class like her. She made my life miserable. Have you met people who think they know everything in life but actually know nothing? Am sure you have, that’s Sophie for you. Surprisingly she was the teachers crown, getting away with everything. No one understood the kind of charm she used on them.it worked very well though. For some minutes I felt very happy. Gosh! she looked like hell. Very old and desperate. what was she doing in church? Finding solace? quenching her spiritual thirst? Our eyes met and i felt that she recognized me, I wanted to shout and tell her that I made it in life. can I forgive her? someone said that there was special place in hell for mean girls.my thoughts were diverted by the vicar’s ending words “Bear with each other and forgive whatever grievances you may have against one another. Forgive as the Lord forgave you. And over all the virtues put on love, which binds them all together in perfect unity. Anyone who does wrong will be repaid for his wrong, and there is no favoritism’’.