He Is Not My Spec Episode 3
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🤷 He Is Not My Spec Episode Three:
A few minutes after taking my bath, my maid served me a delicious meal which I devoured within a few minutes Then, I proceeded to wear the beautiful dress I had chosen for that event. Done with dressing and applying light makeup on my lace, I looked in the mirror to see how I looked. I was satisfied with what I saw in the mirror, I looked so beautiful, of course, I had always been a very beautiful woman. Hmm, a beautiful woman without a happy home, well, today isn’t a day to brood.
Getting to the venue after a forty-minute drive, I was surprised to see the hall jam-packed, I thought Ranti told me I was meant to speak with just thirty people. I confronted Ranti and she made me realise that God made her do a thorough publicity which yielded great fruit.
I suddenly became afraid at the sight of the large number of people I had to minister to but a word of encouragement from the Holy Spirit helped me overcome my initial stage fright. You know, I didn’t know why I suddenly became afraid, I have spoken to thousands of people at conferences but then, God took over.
While my profile was being read by the officiating minister, the audience was screaming for joy, it was obvious they were amazed by the success I had recorded in my career and how rich I am even though I was less than forty years old. Well, one thing they didn’t know was that I wished to be like them, I wished I was unmarried, and I wished I still could make things right. I know you have been waiting eagerly to know what went wrong and why I just can’t lament. Don’t worry, you will get to understand very soon.
I walked to the pulpit, appreciated the officiating minister, and then began to tell the audience a story, a sad story, a sad story of how I missed it because I allowed my fleshy desires to rule me. Come with me, let’s get started.
I happen to be the last child and only daughter of my parent who was from the royal family so, so life was made very comfortable for me like, I had everything I needed. I was born with a silver spoon hence, I knew nothing called struggle or hard living. My father was a King and my mom a Queen, you could imagine how sweet life was for me. Growing up, I had five maidens who were meant to attend to my needs so, I practically did no house chores.
After my secondary education, my Dad wanted to send me outside the country to further my education since I was a bright child but my mom insisted. Being her only daughter and last child, I was the apple of her eyes so, she never wanted me far away from her. I could remember how she joked about the fact that my husband and I would live in the palace after my wedding.
Since my Dad would always dance to the tune of my mother, he sent me to a University in our state where I met Ranti. Ranti happened to be my roommate but along the line, my kind heart and jovial nature made us the best of friends. One mistake I made was turning down Jesus during our first year when Ranti began to preach to me. I was so lost in my parents’ idol worship that I saw the God Ranti always preach about as being fake. I felt the gods my parent worshipped had always saved our people from trouble so why should I have anything to do with a strange God?
But this strange God proved Himself to me a few days before graduation and I couldn’t resist accepting Him. Having Christ brought some kind of joy to me but this joy was cut short the moment I decided to do marriage my way. Ranti and I graduated from the University three weeks after my salvation and we lost contact as her cell phone was stolen while she traveled home from school. At that point, I was still young in Christ hence, there was a lot I needed to learn. To worsen the situation, my Dad refused to allow churches in our village so, there was no how I could learn God’s Word, The little I did was to read my Bible and say some words of prayer which Ranti taught me.
I went for the one-year compulsory youth service some months after graduation. It was at my PPA that I met Dele, we bounded so well and he helped me grow spiritually. At first, he didn’t know I was saved being a princess but I opened up to him when we became close, I explained how I had to hide the fact that I was a Christian from my parent so that I wouldn’t be banned from the land. Dele made me understand that if I wanted to be a true Christian, I must be ready to stand for Him anywhere and anytime.
Within three months, I had learned how to master hearing the Holy Spirit speak to me. It was at this point that I began to enjoy my relationship with God.
After our service, we all went back to our various houses but I was still in touch with Dele, we had grown fond of each other as we hid nothing from one another. Our relationship became sour the day Dele proposed marriage to me with the claim that God led him.
TO Be Continued
