*I wrote this little story for Scripture class. I can leave the original verse in the comments for reference. Enjoy!
Miwa approached the family compound inexplicably nervous. She knew that it was time to follow the one true God fully and sever her ties to Freelove, but being one of the many wives of the current leader put a damper on things. Ambrocio might claim conversion, but his actions did not match his speech. She recalled an argument with him days ago. “You happily eat food of the mosque and retain your multitude of wives. Nor do you attempt to bring your other wives to Christ. This is not pleasing to the Lord.” she gently pointed out. “My dear favorite wife,” Ambrocio retorted condescendingly, “what happens in the spirit matters more than what happens in the body. As long as I believe in my heart and confess with my mouth that Jesus is Lord, I shall be saved. Those are the exact words from the apostle Paul, are they not? I have done those things, therefore I am holy in God’s eyes and may do as I please.” He said this with a tone of finality, then went to attend to the needs of another wife. Miwa was left unsatisfied and alone
The constant jeering and spitting from other compounds didn’t help matters. Other Lovers cared little to change their hedonistic ways if it was not absolutely vital. Ambrocio had spoken at length on the love and forgiveness of Jesus, but never enforced repentance among his followers, least of all himself. Other followers of his refused to take Jesus seriously, preferring to make pious statements and claim their spirits were in alignment with God. But Miwa means “far-seeing”, and she lived up to her name. She knew that this approach to the Almighty God was inadequate, and that those around her were doing the bare minimum to please their leader. They were displeased with her authentic devotion to God and mocked her for it. She carried her purse with her wherever she went, not out of practical necessity but as a weapon against those who would dare to attack her. She was fed up with the mistreatment and abuse and a few days later she left. She packed her bags while Ambrocio was out, and slipped out in the middle of the night. She knew that God was greater than her troubling circumstances, and she trusted him with all her heart. Pious statements and superficial worship were best left to the Lovers