We Broke Up When Pastor Said That I Wasn’t The Right Person For Her Chapter 2
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👭💔 We Broke Up When Pastor Said That I Wasn’t The Right Person For Her Chapter TWO:
(But It Didn’t END There) 🤦
I thought about her when I went home. I thought about how much things would change in my life if I gave things a chance. I still loved her but I wasn’t sure if her faith in her Papa won’t interfere again. I put her to the test. I called one morning and asked her to travel with me. “It’s a weekend trip. We can use it to iron out the fog on our way so we see the way forward.”
Atleast if she agrees I maybe able to convince her or maybe impregnate her… Or maybe her pastor’s decision won’t allow her agree to my plans.. Let’s see how it goes
She said yes.
It was a small town where good hotel facilities were scarce. The one we had lacked romance and luxury but it was all we had so we took it. We spent the whole night outside talking and getting to know what we’d lost in each other’s lives while we were away. Around 11 p.m., we said goodnight and went into our rooms—small rooms adjacent to each other.
It started raining around dawn. I heard it but I was too far gone. I heard a knock on my door. She might have knocked forever because the sound of the knock was swallowed by the sound of the rain. I heard her voice so I woke up. She said, “Come and see something.”
I went into her room and her roof was leaking right where her pillow was. We went to the reception to complain and the guy said, “The rest of the rooms are occupied so we have to change the position of the bed.”
I held the bed at one side and she held it at another side and we pushed. Where we put it was also leaking in the middle. I said, “Forget it. Let’s use my room.”
We got into my room and saw the roof leaking at three different places. It falls and it splashes into tiny bubbles. She said, “It’s worse here.” I responded, “At least, it’s not on the bed.”
We sat on the bed and started laughing at how awful the night had been. The rain kept falling, making it difficult for us to hear each other talk. Our legs were on the floor while sleeping on our backs and talking. We slept that way until the morning came.
By the time we got back home, a chord had been struck in us and it played a love song. I was ready to try again and she was ready to choose and allow God to bless her choice, even if it was wrong.
A few months later, he took me to meet her Papa. The man said, “You look like a good person from first impression. What do you do? Are you a Christian? Where do you fellowship? Are you prayerful? Where do you go first when you encounter problems, your knee or your friends?”
I answered all questions as honestly as I could. He said, “I’m praying about you but don’t stop being the reason she chose you.”
We were planning our wedding when her Papa sent a message for us to meet him. When we went he told us, “It kept long but finally I got an answer. He’s the one. Hold each other tight. You’re made for each other doesn’t mean you won’t face problems. The devil will test you but his words on your life won’t fail. Stay true.”
When we were leaving I asked her, “What if he told us we were not meant for each other? What would you have done?” She answered, “I’ll risk it and see what will happen. If I fail, I won’t be the first to fail and I don’t believe God will fail me because I failed.We’ve been on this marriage journey for five years. It’s true what the pastor said, problems won’t cease just because we are meant for each other. Problems won’t stop coming just because it rained on her bed so we could share mine. We still have many problems but because we are determined to make things work, we look at our problems and smile. We know the strength in us and we know we can conquer
THE END…!!!
