We talked for a long time…he said our relationship was on the verge of metamorphosizing into something big and we needed to be open with each other so we don’t carry unresolved issues and baggage into the next phase.
He asked a lot of questions and answered mine as well.
He started by saying he wasn’t expecting me to be a virgin but he knew I was virtuous and considered me a secondary virgin because I was able to remain chaste after I became a Christian.
He wanted to know how many relationships I had been in.
He wanted to know if I was abused as a child
He wanted to know what I would consider unforgiveable in marriage
He wasn’t interrogating me…I could tell. He was asking like he wanted us to discuss and resolve the issues, if they existed.
That was the day I told Folahan more about my past relationship, how I got pregnant and lost the pregnancy because of a sudden change to underlying factors of the relationship.
“I didn’t abort it…I lost the pregnancy. My body could not handle the turn of events”
Folahan was quiet for a long time…a very long time, it was really awkward and I didn’t know what to make of it.
Then he held my hands and started to sing…my favorite song
“I won’t go back, can’t go back to the way it used to be before Your presence came and changed me”
It was a deep spiritual experience soaked in emotions, we prayed together after the discussion…we held hands on our knees and prayed for almost an hour.
“We bury the past tonight
We break up our fallow ground and dump the past and its effect therein
We fill it up with Your grace O God
We use the blood of Jesus as atonement for the land.
As we plant enduring seeds of Your will for our lives and our future
Let Your mercy rain upon this land O lord
Let these seeds germinate and bring forth Your plan, purpose and will for our lives”
Those were the parts of the prayer that I understood as he kept praying in tongues with tears in his eyes. He held my hands firmly and I prayed along with raw intensity.
The following day, Folahan went with me to see my folks…it was his first time on a commercial bus (Danfo). We wanted to take a cab but there was none so we took the bus. I was amazed at how down to heart he was, he prostrated himself on the floor to greet my mum. He ate what was offered with relish and had fun discussing with my brothers. Sister Grace also came over to see us…she was really heavy.
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