My God When - S01 E19

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My God When - S01 E19

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 19

“Damilola, I have something important to discuss with you. Let us meet at the place we met some days ago.” The message read.

I knew that was Dele.

I replied his message with “Okay”.

The fixed day came so soon, lo and behold, we met there.

I was very happy when I saw him. He was still the same handsome Dele I knew.

“Dear Lord, I wish Dele could be my man. I’m really tired of waiting. I’m getting old. I don’t want to marry out of desperation. Just have mercy upon me and grant me my wish” I prayed silently.

“Damilola, what are you thinking about? What will you like to eat?” Dele broke the silence.

I’m not thinking about anything. Besides, anything you get for me is okay by me.

“Do you mind jollof rice?” He asked.

“No!” I replied.

After few minutes, I was served jollof rice.

“Are you not going to eat anything?” I asked.

“Food is not important to me right now.” He answered.

“What is important to you? That reminds me, you told me to come here so that we can discuss something important. So, what’s that important thing?” I asked as I rolled my eyes seductively.

“Yes, Dami. I’m led to you. I’m convinced that you are my wife.

It was actually hard for me to accept the fact that I’m in love with you. Initially, I thought I was lusting after you. The more I tried to bind the spirit of lust in me, the more your love grew in my heart.

After many efforts to discard my feelings towards you, with no positive result, I had to surrender to God.

I decided to let you know about it.

I don’t know if you have any man in your life. If you don’t have any, I will like you to consider my proposal.

Dami, I really love you. You’re the only woman I have ever met that has the same qualities with my late lover.

I love everything about you. I’m very sure you will be a great wife material. I’m sure you will be a very great mother.

You have everything I ever need in a woman.

Just consider my proposal.” He said.

I was screaming “yes! ” in my mind.

“I will pray about it.” I finally found my voice.

“All right. Take all the time you need to pray about it.” He said as we approached the exit door.

I knew that was going to happen. I knew he was going to propose to me, one day.

In fact, I was ready to give him a “yes” immediately, without praying much about it but, I decided to give it time. I didn’t want to look so cheap in his eyes. Besides, I didn’t want to marry anyone out of desperation.

I was so happy he could propose to someone like me. I dreamt of putting on wedding gown in few months to come. I dreamt about us.

I couldn’t wait to be carried in a bridal way. I couldn’t wait to hear the pastor announce “you may kiss the bride.” I couldn’t wait to be cuddled by him. I just wanted to be married to him. After all, he confessed he loved me.

I later took the case to God in prayer. I told him to reveal who Dele was to me. I asked if he was truly my patner.

I got a lot of confirmations that indicated that Dele was my husband.

I dreamt of the two of us, happily married and fulfilling our God given purpose. I dreamt of the two of us, traveling out of the country.

Lest I forget

I could vividly remember something.

I saw the two of us, walking towards the same direction. We were laughing and enjoying our lives. I was very happy. He was excited as well. We were deeply in love.

All of a sudden, it began to rain. The rain was so heavy that Dele had to get an umbrella. We were brought under the umbrella. Dela was very conscious of me. He was so concerned about me.

“Sweetheart, are you feeling cold?” He asked.

“No, my love.” I replied.

He wrapped me in his arms. I felt loved. I was secured.

Along the line, the rain became intense. Dele left with his umbrella. I was left alone inside the rain. The rain really dealt mercilessly with me. There was no place I could hide. I cried my eyes out. I began to shiver. Cold almost killed me. Along the line, I fell. I was so weak. It was as if I was going to die.

“Dele!!!!” I screamed. Come and help me.

“I cannot help you. You are not for me.” He said.

“Ahhh!! My love, I am the one, Damilola. Come and help me. Remember, you once told me you love me. Please, come to my aid.” I cried again.

“No, I can’t.” He said as he disappeared into the thin air.

“Deleeeeeeeeeeee!!!!” I screamed out of my dream.

“Oh!! Thank God it was a dream.” I managed to say as I was rubbing my eyes to get the sleep out of me.

“Foolish dream! In the name of Jesus Christ, no one will snatch Dele from me. I cover Dele with the blood of Jesus. My marital life is covered with the blood of Jesus. This year is my year of marital settlement in Jesus name. Amen” I prayed aggressively.

My phone began to ring.

Lo and behold, it was Dele.

He called to check on me…

“I hope you slept well?” He asked.

“Yes, I did.” I replied.

“Let’s meet after work.” He said.

Was Dele really meant for Dami?