'Say, 5pm. I should be free by then'
'Okay then. I'd see you. Later dearie'
'Yea, see ya.'
I started getting ready, anticipating 5pm. This was just some minutes to 4pm o. Ehn, won't I bathe, use 'lofinda' (Hausa for 'perfume'), style my hair...? Let me not bore you with the details, especially for you male readers: I wonder how anybody would spend 5 minutes in getting ready for an outing.... men must be magicians!
At an eatery at about 6pm
'Funmi, marry me na. I really love you and I want to marry you; please'. He was speaking in whispers while staring into my eyes closely.
'IK, I've told you we should remain friends. I like you as a friend and I enjoy your company, but anything aside that is a no no'.
By this time, I'd prayed about him and some other guys and God had told me point-blank 'You have not met your husband!' He also told me to 'LET GO!', but I enjoyed IK's company and didn't want to let go of the friendship, even though I knew he wanted more and I knew I couldn't give him. Why then was I not letting go?
'Why is it a no no? Is something wrong with me? Tell me what I'm not doing right and I'd change. I've asked you to come home with me to meet my family but you refused. I've done everything possible to convince you, yet you remain adamant. Funmi, don't kill me o'
I laughed, but I quickly suppressed the laughter and replaced it with a serious look (fake one though....hehehehehe) when I saw he didn't find It funny.
'IK, let's remain friends'
'Okay, are you done eating? I'm kind of sleepy- let me drop you off and go home'
Silence. The silence continued till we got to the gate of my house and the begging continued. *Sighs* God knows what He was saying when He said I should let go o. Wait; I've not met my husband? So where on earth is he?
At another part of the country, the same month- a guy and his younger brother were chatting in the Sitting room, when the elder of the two said
'One minute, I need to use the toilet'
'Alright, go come' (pidgin for go and return)
Groaning as he pushes his brown mass into the toilet bowl.... He fell into a trance and saw someone pass by.
'Oops, who's this?'
10mins later
'Egbon, chai- what did you eat? The thing dey smell... He paused and studied his brother who kept mute.
'What's wrong, egbon (yoruba for elder brother/sister)?'
'I saw something' He was staring at the floor, deep in thought- while his brother kept searching his face.
'What did you see?' He looked around for a stick or something to go kill the thing.
'A lady..... I went into a trance as I sat on the toilet bowl and she walked past, looked at me and kept going....tall, fair, pretty. It wasn't Remi, Bisi, Laide... I don't know her.
'That's strange. Well, I believe the Lord will reveal the meaning sha. Relax.'
The guy who saw the trance is now my husband. God showed me to him in a trance while I was holding on to IK. We met under interesting circumstances, but I had let go of IK before then oooo. Na beans? (Nigerian expression for 'Doesn’t come easy') You can't eat your cake and have it. For details, you'll have to pay 'gist fee'. You think it's easy to tell stories? *frowns*
The bottom line: You need to learn to hear, listen to and obey God!
He's the wisest man I know.
Funmilola Omobowoje
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This blog allows great write-ups from you. So, whether or not you think you can write, put your pen (or keyboard, as the case may be) to work. Afterall, I also couldn't write until i started. Thanks Funmi, for sharing!
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