Henry and I were eating and drinking, he told me almost everythingabout his family, his dad's investments, his mum's profession (Doctor) his politician uncle and all that. Indeed, he is from a rich family. As I was almost finishing the juice in my glass, I noticed a ring at d bottom of the glass "Henry, what is this?" I asked with a smile. "Will you marry me?" He asked with all seriousness. His question came to me as a shock. There was a mixed feelings of joy and fear in my heart. I am a child of God I can't just make a decision without asking for my Father's consent. On the other hand, this is what I had been waiting for since all this while. "I must not miss this opportunity....what if he decides to change his mind?" I had thought. I didn't know what to say.
"Please, say yes." He interrupted my thought.
" Yes!" I said unconsciously.
Oh! I just said yes to his proposal....I just made a life time decision.
Fear gripped me. How could I have made a decision in such a haste? I've heard a lot of relationship talks in my church and I knew I was supposed to pray to God for direction before any decision. Did I make the decision out of desperation or was it the spirit of God that popped the answer out of my mouth? I was confused. Well, Henry was very happy. He told me he couldn't wait to take me to his mum that she would be very happy to see me. Before we left the eatery, he wrote a cheque of 200k and gave it to me just for accepting his proposal. Two hundred thosand naira? What I couldn't have made in one year of hard labour in my working place coming to me on a platter of gold? Oh! At last, I was going to come out of penury. We fixed a time to meet his mum. His family
house is in Victoria Island. I was dazed when I entered the gigantic building. I had taught houses like that only exist in movies. This was going to be my home, at last
God has answered my prayers. My mum that sells roasted corn and plantain back in my hometown was going to live a new life. Tears of joy rolled down my cheeks. Her mum came to the sitting room where I was already daydreaming. She greeted me warmly. She was happy. We talked and talked. She told me we should be quick in making our wedding arrangements that she would want me to become her daughter-in-law in 3months time and she wouldn't want it to be an elaborate wedding, she would want it to be a court wedding and we would be going to Dubai for our honeymoon. I felt a little uncomfortable with such plan, but what would I be waiting for? I'm overdue for marriage, there is money, I've prepared myself mentally for motherhood, what else?
"His spiritual life is a small thing, I can handle it." So I thought. I took the news to my mum. She danced and danced. "God, you have decided to compensate me for all my sufferings." She said in tears.
All plans were well made and in three months I was married and I found myself in Dubai."Charlotte had her honeymoon in Paris, well Dubai is not bad for mine."
I had thought. Our honeymoon was supposed to be three weeks but at the beginning of the third week, Henry started a terrible display. At first, he was moody, whenever I talked to him he would pretend he didn't hear. He wasn't taking to me, no matter how I tried to make him talk, he would just be looking.
"what is the meaning of all these?" There was no one to give me an anwer. Later, he turned aggresive, he would go into the kitchen and scatter everything. One evening, he threatend to kill me with a knife without a particualar reason. I ran for my life. I called his mum and explain everything to her. She told me to calm down that I should just bear with him that everything would be alright. That day I slept outside the house. I was afraid he would stab me to death in the middle of the night.
"Ha, ogun ile baba mi tun le mi de'bi" (spiritual darkness of my father's house had caught up with me here) I cried throughout the night. In the morning, I met the whole house in disarray. I quickly packed all my things and left Dubai. I went straight to my mother's house cos his mum was not in then country. Myself and my mother cried together "Iru ogun wo l'eleyi, laaro kutukutu ayee?" (What sort of trouble is this in the early morning of your life) was the cry of my mum. It started to occur to me that I've entered trouble.
A week later, his mum came back into the country and I went to see her. She begged me and persuaded me not to leave Henry.
"That is our cross in this family o, Henry is a psychiatric patient o." His mother said tearfully. "Ehn? Psych -kini? Hhhaaaaarrrrrhhhh!!! I roared like an hungry lion. "Why didn't you tell me that before now?" I cried and cried. His mum was persuading me in tears. I stood up to go to the restroom, I felt dizzy and sat back. There was something like a stirring in my stomach so I rushed to the restroom to throw up. My mother-in-law checked me up and she confimed I was pregnant. I was confused, am I really in this forever? I thought about God. "God, please have mercy on me" I cried. I decided to walk closer to God. One Sunday I decided to worship in my church. As I entered the church, I ran into Daniel, we stared at each other for few seconds. He greeted me and told me he would like to see me after the service. Daniel? We hadly greet, why would he want to see me? Well, I met with him after the service. What he told me broke me into pieces.
Daniel is an handsome, cool-headed gentle man, a well known, full-time music minister. He sings home and abroad. He is a member of the church but he seldomly attends church services because of his profession. Sometimes, he leads the church in praiseworship and any time he holds the microphone, everyone feels the glory of God fills the auditorium. Daniel was a dream husband of every single lady in the church and every member of the church holds him in high esteem.
I was a choir member of the church and I sing so well. I had always known that God called me into a singing ministry. I cherished the grace of God on Daniel and I always look forward to seeing him in church services but I never for once thought of him being close me cos it is too good for him to be a friend of mine.
So this fateful Sunday, I met with Daniel. "Well, I'm sorry, I won't take much of your time. I will just go straight to the point....errrm.....I ....you know....errrm, there was a day that you were leading praise and worship in the church and I saw a cloud of glory covered you, then there was a voice in my heart that God has deposited in you what will help my ministry....I felt it so deeply that you are the helpmeet suitable for me...."
A 'holy anger' arose in me but I tried to control myself. "Since when did that happen?" My voice vibrated.
"It's almost six months now.....in fact few of the times I appeared in this church of rescent was to see you but I was always nervous." He said timidly. "You COWARD!" I roared. He was confused, he stared at me dumbfoundedly "I've waited and waited for so long until I was pushed....you pushed me into a wrong marriage" I roared. "You are married?" He asked in surprise. I let out a loud cry in anguish. Daniel walked away soberly and that was the last time I saw him.
As he walked away, oh, I wept like a baby. If I had waited a little more, if I had not made a rash decision out of desperation for the title 'Mrs'....it wasn't like I loved Henry, the things I saw in him were materialistic. I never thought about my ministry, my purpose....what a great loss it is for me!
It was later I knew Henry had a boy already. The mother of the boy left him with the family and ran away when he couldn't cope with Henry's condition.
Well, I decided to carry my cross. I decided to stay with him. I have two lovely kids now and I accepted his boy with us. I make sure Henry takes his pills, any time he has serious crisis, I would take the Children away for a while and God has been helping me to manage the situation, He has been my comfort and my help, I'm still praying for Henry to be serious with God so he can get his perfect healing cos I believe all things are possible with God.
"Please, say yes." He interrupted my thought.
" Yes!" I said unconsciously.
Oh! I just said yes to his proposal....I just made a life time decision.
Fear gripped me. How could I have made a decision in such a haste? I've heard a lot of relationship talks in my church and I knew I was supposed to pray to God for direction before any decision. Did I make the decision out of desperation or was it the spirit of God that popped the answer out of my mouth? I was confused. Well, Henry was very happy. He told me he couldn't wait to take me to his mum that she would be very happy to see me. Before we left the eatery, he wrote a cheque of 200k and gave it to me just for accepting his proposal. Two hundred thosand naira? What I couldn't have made in one year of hard labour in my working place coming to me on a platter of gold? Oh! At last, I was going to come out of penury. We fixed a time to meet his mum. His family
house is in Victoria Island. I was dazed when I entered the gigantic building. I had taught houses like that only exist in movies. This was going to be my home, at last
God has answered my prayers. My mum that sells roasted corn and plantain back in my hometown was going to live a new life. Tears of joy rolled down my cheeks. Her mum came to the sitting room where I was already daydreaming. She greeted me warmly. She was happy. We talked and talked. She told me we should be quick in making our wedding arrangements that she would want me to become her daughter-in-law in 3months time and she wouldn't want it to be an elaborate wedding, she would want it to be a court wedding and we would be going to Dubai for our honeymoon. I felt a little uncomfortable with such plan, but what would I be waiting for? I'm overdue for marriage, there is money, I've prepared myself mentally for motherhood, what else?
"His spiritual life is a small thing, I can handle it." So I thought. I took the news to my mum. She danced and danced. "God, you have decided to compensate me for all my sufferings." She said in tears.
All plans were well made and in three months I was married and I found myself in Dubai."Charlotte had her honeymoon in Paris, well Dubai is not bad for mine."
I had thought. Our honeymoon was supposed to be three weeks but at the beginning of the third week, Henry started a terrible display. At first, he was moody, whenever I talked to him he would pretend he didn't hear. He wasn't taking to me, no matter how I tried to make him talk, he would just be looking.
"what is the meaning of all these?" There was no one to give me an anwer. Later, he turned aggresive, he would go into the kitchen and scatter everything. One evening, he threatend to kill me with a knife without a particualar reason. I ran for my life. I called his mum and explain everything to her. She told me to calm down that I should just bear with him that everything would be alright. That day I slept outside the house. I was afraid he would stab me to death in the middle of the night.
"Ha, ogun ile baba mi tun le mi de'bi" (spiritual darkness of my father's house had caught up with me here) I cried throughout the night. In the morning, I met the whole house in disarray. I quickly packed all my things and left Dubai. I went straight to my mother's house cos his mum was not in then country. Myself and my mother cried together "Iru ogun wo l'eleyi, laaro kutukutu ayee?" (What sort of trouble is this in the early morning of your life) was the cry of my mum. It started to occur to me that I've entered trouble.
A week later, his mum came back into the country and I went to see her. She begged me and persuaded me not to leave Henry.
"That is our cross in this family o, Henry is a psychiatric patient o." His mother said tearfully. "Ehn? Psych -kini? Hhhaaaaarrrrrhhhh!!! I roared like an hungry lion. "Why didn't you tell me that before now?" I cried and cried. His mum was persuading me in tears. I stood up to go to the restroom, I felt dizzy and sat back. There was something like a stirring in my stomach so I rushed to the restroom to throw up. My mother-in-law checked me up and she confimed I was pregnant. I was confused, am I really in this forever? I thought about God. "God, please have mercy on me" I cried. I decided to walk closer to God. One Sunday I decided to worship in my church. As I entered the church, I ran into Daniel, we stared at each other for few seconds. He greeted me and told me he would like to see me after the service. Daniel? We hadly greet, why would he want to see me? Well, I met with him after the service. What he told me broke me into pieces.
Daniel is an handsome, cool-headed gentle man, a well known, full-time music minister. He sings home and abroad. He is a member of the church but he seldomly attends church services because of his profession. Sometimes, he leads the church in praiseworship and any time he holds the microphone, everyone feels the glory of God fills the auditorium. Daniel was a dream husband of every single lady in the church and every member of the church holds him in high esteem.
I was a choir member of the church and I sing so well. I had always known that God called me into a singing ministry. I cherished the grace of God on Daniel and I always look forward to seeing him in church services but I never for once thought of him being close me cos it is too good for him to be a friend of mine.
So this fateful Sunday, I met with Daniel. "Well, I'm sorry, I won't take much of your time. I will just go straight to the point....errrm.....I ....you know....errrm, there was a day that you were leading praise and worship in the church and I saw a cloud of glory covered you, then there was a voice in my heart that God has deposited in you what will help my ministry....I felt it so deeply that you are the helpmeet suitable for me...."
A 'holy anger' arose in me but I tried to control myself. "Since when did that happen?" My voice vibrated.
"It's almost six months now.....in fact few of the times I appeared in this church of rescent was to see you but I was always nervous." He said timidly. "You COWARD!" I roared. He was confused, he stared at me dumbfoundedly "I've waited and waited for so long until I was pushed....you pushed me into a wrong marriage" I roared. "You are married?" He asked in surprise. I let out a loud cry in anguish. Daniel walked away soberly and that was the last time I saw him.
As he walked away, oh, I wept like a baby. If I had waited a little more, if I had not made a rash decision out of desperation for the title 'Mrs'....it wasn't like I loved Henry, the things I saw in him were materialistic. I never thought about my ministry, my purpose....what a great loss it is for me!
It was later I knew Henry had a boy already. The mother of the boy left him with the family and ran away when he couldn't cope with Henry's condition.
Well, I decided to carry my cross. I decided to stay with him. I have two lovely kids now and I accepted his boy with us. I make sure Henry takes his pills, any time he has serious crisis, I would take the Children away for a while and God has been helping me to manage the situation, He has been my comfort and my help, I'm still praying for Henry to be serious with God so he can get his perfect healing cos I believe all things are possible with God.
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