My God When - S01 E14

Story 8 months ago

My God When - S01 E14

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 14

“Damilola, your husband will come for you very soon. Just be patient. Don’t rush!” My mentor said.

I was encouraged. I kept on working on myself. I kept on working on my spiritual life.

I read books on marriage. I worked on my emotions. I worked on my finances.

In fact, I was fulfilling my purpose in life. Yes, I reached out to many young ladies and shared my story with them.

Many gave their lives to Christ. Many of them promised to embrace sexual purity. God used me to build many spiritual lives that were dead.

I learnt how to cook various meals because I was made to understand that men don’t joke with their stomach.

I began to dress well. Not in an ungodly way but I learnt how to dress neatly.

I was very hard in accommodating people. I worked on that aspect of my life. I was someone that couldn’t tolerate nonsense, along the line God helped me to have long suffering.

I worked on my character.

So, I really built myself.

I pity many singles out there that want to enter marriage without adequate preparation. Some people enter marriage without discovering who they are in life, no wonder they have marital issues.

They’ve forgotten so soon that marriage isn’t a child’s play.

Many people go to the University to earn a 4 to 5 years degree. Many prepare adequately to write an examination inorder not to fail, yet they have lackadaisical attitude towards marriage.

If you know what you want in life or who you are in life, you will never settle for any man.

Yes, because when you discover who you are in life, you will realize that not all men are meant for you. You will realize that some men don’t deserve you.

I also had this belief that if you want to marry a godly man, you must be godly. If you want to marry a king, you must first be a queen. You will attract who you are.

You can’t expect God to give you one of His sons when you are not His daughter. You can’t expect God to give you a godly man when you are a godless fellow.

So, I kept on working on myself, waiting for my king.

To be sincere with you, I began to have numerous suitors.

Some brothers in my church began to ask for my hand in marriage.

I was actually desperate to marry. At the same time, I was scared of marrying the wrong man.

Why won’t I be so careful?

I could remember one of the experiences I had in my aunt’s house. “Well!” I went to her place for holiday that month when I was in SS2. My intention was to spend a month with them but I spent less than a week with them.

I was really scared one fateful day (third day of my visitation) when I saw my aunt’s husband beating her black and blue.

My aunt was helpless. She cried. She screamed. She didn’t have the power to fight for herself.

I was watching them, there was nothing I could do. Along the line, I stood up to do something.

I did not know when cane landed on my back. I screamed. I was in pain.

In the process of settling quarrel, I received my own share.

My aunt was just shedding tears.

Her children were crying. Yet, the beast kept on beating her.

After some minutes, my aunt stopped responding to his beatings. It dawned on him that my aunt passed out.

It wasn’t as if my aunt couldn’t fight back or run. Her husband locked the door. Initially, she was beating him as well, along the line, she became weak as a result of the continuous blows and beatings she received from him.

That night, my aunt was rushed to the hospital. Her husband had warned us not to tell anyone that he dealt mercilessly with her. He threatened to kill any of us if we dare reveal what he did to anyone.

My aunt became conscious the following day. As we were about to leave the hospital, I told her to release me. I told her I was set to return to my father’s house.

She looked at me, with tears in her eyes and said

“Damilola, I made the greatest mistake in my life marrying my husband. He was our General coordinator back then on campus. I regret ever marrying him. I thought he was a spirit filled brother. He really spoke in tongues back then. I never knew he hadn’t encountered God.

Many people were deceived by his gentle face. I think the church chose the wrong person.

Damilola, this same beast pastors a church. He is a pastor.

Damilola, don’t marry a man because of his spirikoko or zeal. Don’t let speaking in tongues of a guy deceive you.

How will people believe that Baba Temiloluwa has been maltreating me?….”

Immediately my aunt heard her husband’s footstep, she stopped talking.

“You’re talking about me, right?” The beast said.

I packed my loads and left after 6 days.

I just can’t forget that experience so soon.

Many people warned my aunt. They asked her to leave the marriage and run for her dear life yet, she turned deaf ears. She was scared of what people would say about her. She was scared of the name “divorcee”.

She had forgotten that her life was at stake. She had forgotten that her life was more important.

One day, he killed her out of anger. Yes, the beast killed my aunt because she provoked him.

Till today, I blame my aunt for being stupid.

Now, tell me why I won’t be so careful in my choice of my patner.

“Well!” Before she died, she really advised me to be very careful in my choice of patner.

She told me to involve God, the revealer of all secrets. She made me to understand that the heart of men are desperately wicked. No one can see through their hearts except God who sees all things.

Her advice really helped me.

Many men came to ask for my hand in marriage.

I decided to settle for one of them but…

To be continued….