MY BABY HUSBAND : EPISODE 1 – 20
Episode 3
By Ayo Omolayo
Christopher sat down on the sofa, running his hands through his hair.
“Explain what you have just said!” He said with a harsh tone, showing his annoyance.
It has taken me lots of guts to stand up to the task. I had deliberated and pondered for weeks. My mentor didn’t allow me waste time.
Whenever we spoke on the phone that was what she always wanted to find out.
“Have you ended that relationship?”
“Ma, I’m working on it!”
“Working on what? What is there to work on? End this thing and let’s move on with your next level! Why are you so adamant in surrendering to God? Do you want to enter the belly of a whale like Jonah before you learn your lesson?”
“No ma! It’s just that, it’s so hard to call it quit. We’ve been through alot together. He’s been the perfect man for me. The man of my dreams”.
“Look here young lady! You were not sent into this world to dream about men. You were sent to fulfill purpose and destiny. And destiny comes with a price.
Mary Slessor sacrificed her marriage to fulfill her destiny. She let go of the man she loved so much for the call of God upon her life. She left everything behind and came to Africa to preach the gospel. You don’t have any excuse.
You cannot marry this man and fulfil your purpose. You cannot be unequally yoked with an unbeliever. Cris, I’ve told you several times. Chose God or this man”.
I was in a serious confusion. No body told me giving my life to Christ would be so demanding. All I wanted was an easy life where I was completely in charge. Yeah! I’m used to being incharge of everything happening around me.
I gave orders and they were followed. I yelled at sloppy workers and congratulated those who did well. I did everything the way I liked and no one dared challenge me.
How did I get stuck with Jesus? Looks like he’s changing everything in my life and he doesn’t care how I feel about the changes he was making.
Sometimes, I rebuked myself for entertaining the thought that I made a mistake in becoming a Christian.
There was my mentor, exercising authority over my life. On the other hand was Jesus, changing protocols and making difficult demands.
I was so used being a boss life. This life of being bossed around by a lady I call mentor and an invisible being I call God. I hate the way I’m sounding right now, but I can’t help it. Why is everything so difficult? Why can’t God allow me have my way? Why is he invading my private? Turning things upside down in my life.
Everything was perfect before he stepped in. Now he’s taking away my happiness. The man of my dreams. And he’s doing it without caring about how it would make me feel.
But was everything really perfect before I met Jesus? I don’t think so! I was a wealthy C.E.O. but a mentally retarded lady. I had a routine of being locked up in chains every night. Was that truly a perfect life?
The Jesus who fixed my broken life deserves my all. I was stuck. I didn’t know what to do anymore. I was gradually slipping into depression. All because God was demanding for my boyfriend and I was too stubborn to let go.
I decided to take the bold step and tell him I was breaking up.
Here we are, trying to understand one another.
“Cris! You mean after two years? When we are so close to settling down? Cris, tell me what got into you?” He asked frowning.
Of course, no boyfriend who had invested so much in a relationship would smile at a break up like this.
By the way, my real name is Cristina, but I changed it to Christiana after my conversion. So don’t be surprised if you see my boyfriend calling me Cris.
“Cris! I’m waiting for you! He said when I had not said anything for over 5 minutes.
I was almost sweating. What did I have to tell him? Everything in me wanted to marry him, just my new found faith stood in our path. I loved my man so much. We’ve bonded inseparably over the years.
He was the first and only man I gave my body. And since then, our love for each other got stronger.
When I got born again and found out I couldn’t give him my body as a Christian, I told him. He agreed with my abstinence decision. Since that time, we had never been intimate.
He never made any advances towards me since then. He respected me so much and loved me. Oh God! He doesn’t deserve all this.
“God please let me marry him!” I wept within me, but I knew that was not possible.
That scripture kept repeating itself in my head.
“Joshua 24:15. And if it seem evil unto you to serve the LORD, choose you this day whom ye will serve; whether the gods which your fathers served that were on the other side of the flood, or the gods of the Amorites, in whose land ye dwell: but as for me and my house, we will serve the LORD”.
Does it look evil for you to serve God? Feel free to chose. No one is forcing you. If you feel you are better off without Jesus in your marriage, go ahead and chose the man of your dreams.
I almost broke into tears. I knew I couldn’t continue with this conversation or I would end up changing my mind and returning back to him.
I stood up and made to leave, but he grabbed my hand.
“Cris! Who’s he? Who stole you from me?” He asked in a choked up voice.
My insides melted and my tears dropped. He stood up and drew me into a hug.
Stroking my hair in a gentle and lovingly manner, he spoke in whispers.
“Cris! I feel like my world is gone! I don’t know if I’ll ever survive without you. I’ve never loved a woman the way I do for you. Please, don’t break my heart”.
I wept like a baby in his arms and felt in heaven as he continued stroking my hair.
“Chris! I’m sorry! I’m sorry! We cannot be together anymore”. I said and pulled myself out of his arms.
I made to leave but he held me by the wrist.
“Please let me go!” I pleaded.
“Not until you tell me why I don’t deserve you. Why are you leaving me? He asked.
I tried to pull free but his grip was firm and his voice so tender and sweet. I just couldn’t resist him. I just couldn’t.
What answer do I give him by the way? Do I tell him my Christian faith stood against our union? No! He never rejected me when I told him I had become a Christian. He told me he was happy for me. Telling him I was rejecting him because I was a Christian would seriously hurt him.
Do I tell him it was my mentor who insisted on the break up? No! That would make him angry with her and seek revenge her.
So what should be my reasonable answer? Chris could do the unbelievable whenever he gets angry. He could go after Mrs Juliet Thompson and her family, just to get rid of anything that stood in his way.
I would not give him something to deal with. I better think of a better option between the two, before the wrong information slips out of my mouth.
“Cris! I won’t let you go until you tell me!” He said with those pleading eyes I couldn’t resist.
“Chris! I’m truly sorry! But as a Christian, I can’t marry someone who’s not a Christian!” I said and looked away.
“Is that it?” He asked.
I turned to look at him and nodes in affirmation.
“Then say goodbye to their religious nonsense. Anything that stands in our way must be thrown away!” He said with disdain.
I shook my head and sighed deeply.
“I can’t leave Jesus! He saved me! I can’t turn my back on him!” I said.
“Cris! What’s wrong with that head of yours? Can’t you see Jesus doesn’t want you to be happy. He healed you so he can be in charge of your life. Kick out whoever he feels like kicking out and turning tables upside down.
This miracle you are always referring to that Jesus performed might just be a magic trick!” He replied.
Shocked, I turned sharply and glared at him.
“Cris! Try and understand me. I’ve always known you to be a hard headed girl. Someone you can’t easily deceive. You use your brain to evaluate properly and I respect you for that.
But ever since this miracle stuff happened to you. You lost your sense of reasoning and became insane!”
That was it! That was all I needed to hear.
“What!” I yelled at him.
“I’m sorry dear! That was a mistake!”
I quickly took my purse and strapped it across my shoulder.
“You know what! I guess you are right”.
“No Cris! That came out wrong and unintentional”, he pleaded.
I knew him too well to say what he doesn’t mean whenever he got angry, but I needed something to help strengthen my weak heart and he provided one.
“Why marry an insane lady? Why Chris!” I said and rushed out rushed for the door.
He ran after me and grabbed me. Wrapping his arms around me, he kept apologizing while I fought to break free.
Despite my kicking and everything, he held to me like I was his life.
My will power melted and my resistance went down. I started weeping like a baby and he consoled me.
One thing led to another and I found myself waking up on his bed. My clothes were on the floor.
Actually, it was the sound of my phone that woke me up. I sat up and looked at him. He was sleeping soundly.
I picked up the phone and checked the caller’s ID.
It was my mentor.
To be continued………
Brethren, whenever God asks you to drop something and you delay, it’s really dangerous.
Delaying to obey God’s instructions can result into making alot of mistakes with your life.
What we are to do as believers is to cry to God for the grace to let go and take the step immediately.
Genesis 22:2 – 3. And he said, Take now thy son, thine only son Isaac, whom thou lovest, and get thee into the land of Moriah; and offer him there for a burnt offering upon one of the mountains which I will tell thee of.
And Abraham rose up early in the morning, and saddled his ass, and took two of his young men with him, and Isaac his son, and clave the wood for the burnt offering, and rose up, and went unto the place of which God had told him.
Take not of the first words in verse 3. And Abraham rose early in the morning……
Delay is dangerous.
MY BABY HUSBAND : EPISODE 1 – 20
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