True Story: I Regretted My Last Relationship Part 1 #Series #Top Trend

I never knew he was not a believer. We prayed together, we church together, we even fasted together. He was everything to me. When I needed money he gave me. I took him to my mum, to my greatest surprise mum loved him. Mum has never liked any of my male friends. She must have excuse for not liking them. One was too short for me, despite he was a good Christian. What an excuse. True! I am a short beautiful girl. But I loved Dave! Dave was too short for mum. A little shorter than me though. But does that really matters? All I cared about was someone that can understand me. When I raise my hand, Dave knows what I wanted. We were the most beautiful couple on campus. We did everything together. But he never touched me for sex. He was a good home trained boy that does not believe in that, naturally.

My growth spiritualy was slow but I was not an unbeliever when I men Fred. I couldn’t pray through, but he convinced me that he heard God spoke to him. He was mentoring me I thought. Put me through in so many spiritual things. He condemned so many things I use to do. I love my trousers, jean most especially. He took them away! Bought me ten beautiful colourful skirts, just in one day. I haven’t left school when I met him. Fred was a civil engineer. I met him at my aunt’s church in porthacourt when I went to see my aunt from school. Fred was a youth leader at my aunt’s church. Oh! I regretted the day I met Fred. I spent two weeks with aunty Vic. It was like a day, just because of Fred. As if my break should not end again. He took my number on that same day aunty Vic introduced me to him. We became friends that same day. Our friendship brought him to University of Ibadan where I was studying then severally. He will always lodge in an hotel when he comes around.

I was serving as a youth Corp when I decided to visit Fred without notice. I travelled down from Kano to porthacourt to see Fred on this fateful day. I got to his house around 9:05. The gate was left unlocked. I peeped and peeped, no sign of the gate man. I wanted to do a surprise visit. I entered the compound without anyone noticing me. Getting to the door, it was locked, but I was hearing sounds from inside. But not of people talking, it was not a sound I was really familiar with either. Not of pain, not of joy, but so weak. I peeped through the window I was hearing the sound from. It was so dark. I turned round the house to the other door, it was wide opened. Right in the kitchen I met a guy in a hot sex with a lady. I ran back. He left the girl, and ran after me. He got me so quickly. Slapped me, asking me who I wanted. I said “please its Fred” He dragged me along, took me inside, open a dark room, threw me on the floor, and said, good we have a new goat now! I tell you, I was breathing as if it was my last breath. He pointed a gun at me, and told me to hold my lips. He opened the wardrobe in the room, brought out rope to tie my hands to the back. He tied my face with a scarf he loosed from his head.

I was lying down almost lifeless for fear, when I noticed a wet hands pull down my skirt. I wanted to shout but I remembered the gun. I started begging him. He slapped me severally and deflowered me. I cried and cried as he was struggling to do this. After this I heard him left the room banging the door behind him.

I was still sobbing like a baby, when I head the voice of Fred coming along the corridor of the room I was put. I heard someone told him, “Scot! we have a new goat, Baba will be glad, I think she missed her road, she was looking for one Fred”

I heard the door opened, and I saw the ray of light through the scarf on my face as they switched on the room’s light. Then Fred said “why the blood” I was bleeding! “Idiot! did you rape the goat?” Fred said. I didn’t know she was a virgin! He replied. “Notwithstanding you have defiled the goat! She must not meat a man for seven days, Please throw her away! She is not useful. We shall use the old goat. She is already here for seven days.” Fred said again. I was shaking where I was lying for the revelation that Fred is a cultist.

By himself he pulled off my blindfold, just to discover his wife to be.

N:B Not every one that saith unto me, Lord, Lord, shall enter into the kingdom of heaven; but he that doeth the will of my Father.

The story continues …


Fact About Grace: Series

If you are frustrated about timing, lean tpepray with the psalmist, my times are in your hands. (Psalm 31:15)

I remember back then when I get so frustrated if I wanted to get something at a particular time and it didn’t come. Like applying for multiple jobs with no reply, or trying to figure out what kind of business or side work you want to do but no vision?  I never knew I am just worrying for nothing, until my dad advised me that God’s time is the best. I began to understand that we don’t need to kill ourselves to get something. If it’s not God’s time it won’t come to pass. 

Same thing as a friend of mine who was desperate to get a guy because she was due for marriage. Frustration from her parents especially her mum and family members kept raining down on her each day. She was at the brick of running away, but I told her what my dad said to me. My dear God’s time is the best. You don’t need to listen to any third party but God. Lean on Him and you will see His grace shining on you.  She’s preparing for her wedding now as am writing, this God is just too much… 

I advise you to lean on God’s grace and wait for His own time for His will to be done in your life. That time is everlasting and perfected. No man can interfere.