The Ugly Mistake I Would’ve Made

The Ugly Mistake I Would’ve Made

TRUE LIFE STORY
THE UGLY MISTAKE I WOULD’VE MADE
(all that glitters is not gold)

Episode 1
O.D Oluwasegun

Looking back to my past, especially as a single, I have made so many decision both easy and challenging in many areas of my life such as academic, social, career,religion and of course marital decision. But none of those decisions named above was as difficult and challenging as the last decision mentioned (marital decision). I believed that so many youths out there are facing this same issue right now, in order to encourage you on how to choose rightly I’ve decided to share my experience with you all. Oh! sorry my name is Elizabeth a.k.a Lizbae

I have been in love with Matthew for years.
While I was studying Mass Communication, he was the best student in the Department of Communication and Performing Arts in one of the best private university in Nigeria, same institution as mine.
Epitome of Excellence, beauty and Godliness…so perfect in my sight
I felt tingling in my heart as he proposed to me last week over a meal at shoprite, RingRoad, Ibadan.
It was a shock, and stammering, I gave a confident ‘yes’
I woke up as early as 4am the following day and sitting up, I stared at the platinum ring he had proposed with the day before- if I don’t wear rings, I could as well admire it and smile happily.
I decided to have my morning devotion.
I knelt down, sang with great enthusiasm.
Then it was time for me to pray with a particular song that I sing everyday.
The lyrics:
Not what I wished to be,
Nor where I wished to go,
For who am I , that I should choose my way
The Lord shall choose for me Its better, that I know
So, let Him bid me go or stay!
It was a bomb! I am by His grace, an ardent listener of His and I know how He speaks to me.
Then I heard Him say:
“Daughter! He’s your choice, not mine.
If you know my will for you, then you will know Matthew is not even up to the half”
I cried! If not Matthew, who else in this world? Oh dear God! I was sad!
“I will console you dearie, you will know him in a day. Just pray submissively for hours till your pride and desires die, and mine is upheld in your heart”

Episode 2
O.D Oluwasegun

“I will console you dearie, you will know him in a day. Just pray submissively for hours till your pride and desires die, and mine is upheld in your heart”
Then I poured myself out. Once I became emptied of self, I saw clearly! So clearly and plainly that i wanted to swallow myself. God why?
Why should this happen to me? Why should it be this guy! How could this miserable guy be better than Matthew! I am in soup!
I hate to fall into God’s wrath for disobedience but Dave! That Dave! Bro Dave is a new member in our district. I met him at the Iwo Road Tantalizers. He was so cute in his well sown ankara prints. We discussed on and on until he asked me to help him up. I didn’t grab until I saw his right leg, in braces with crutches across the wall. He had a very bad leg. I felt bad for him. His wife would try o! I muttered to myself. Now, the wife is to be me!
I cried bitterly. I bound and cast to no avail. It’s Dave!
The more I cried and covered my ears, the more I saw clearly, so crystal clear.
Its Dave not Matthew! What do I do?
If you were the one in my shoes, what would you do? My body tells me: “No”, my spirit says “Yes”!
I have been through the pains and rigours of a temporal bad leg but a seemingly permanent one being my head?!
No! its unimaginable!
I cried that night to the extent that the tissue paper on the floor could almost make a rug!
I checked my phone and I had missed Matthew’s call for 50 times.
As I checked the message folder, I saw his message “LizBae, I am missing you so dearly. Whats wrong with you? I hope you are safe o. I guess you are praying. Remember that after His love, its mine after. I really love you. I am teary now pls call as soon as you get my message” My heart missed a beat. This boy doesn’t know what I am going through right now. I craved for his sweet baritone voice.
My phone beeped again. I picked it and checked the message. It was from my spiritual mother, one of my favorite confidants.
“Liz, do whatever He asks you to do. He can’t be wrong. You alone can be! ”
#Gbam! This was like fuelling the fire. Who told her about me? I haven’t told anyone yet about my struggles, not even Matthew, so what’s this!

Episode 3
O.D Oluwasegun

“Liz, do whatever He asks you to do. He can’t be wrong. You alone can be! ”
#Gbam! This was like fuelling the fire. Who told her about me? I haven’t told anyone yet about my struggles, not even Matt, so what’s this!
As I walked into the sitting room, my aged grandma asked me to sit. She looked into my eyes so deeply that I was weak down in my knees.
“Nobody is too ugly, poor, stupid, disabled to be your husband, if God leads you.
Don’t struggle with Him o ” she said in her deep ijesha accent.
At this point, I fell to the floor and beat it hard. I cried out with a shriek while Mama only watched on with a pity.
“God its you talking shae! I know already.
Stop talking. Do you want me to run mad. Its too much. I am not ready for marriage sef, let it stop”
I hit the floor hard with such finality that the blood in my hand ceased from flowing for a few seconds.
I was already sinning. I was frustrated to the extreme.
I had always obeyed God’s will, but now, my pride won’t allow me!
Carrying my Bible, I set off for my Church District where I attended. I made up my mind that I would pray so hard when I get there.
Then I promised
“God, I am sorry for my untoward behavior.
As I am in church now, its a busy day but the first person to enter this church, I will agree to marry. Either Matthew or Dave”
I started praying. I perspired for hours, sincerely crying to God. After about 3hours, as I rounded off, glad no one came, I confidently said:
“For in Jesus’ Name have I prayed”
I heard, almost seven times confident than mine, a resounding ‘Amen’
… Matt…. Matthew’s here. That’s his voice.

Hmmm…but why Matthew? If truly he is not God will….find out in the next episode.

 

Episode 4
O.D Oluwasegun

I heard, almost seven times confident than mine, a resounding ‘Amen’
… Matt…. Matthew’s here. That’s his voice.
I turned back with great expectations and wide smile but no!
Why oh Lord! This guy again!
I charged at him with disgust
“What do you want from me?
Are you kinda devilish? Please get thee behind me. Must you follow me about!”
I fell to the ground again with great disappointment.
God really means this business o!
As I shook under the shock, a very confident, muscular hand reached my shoulder.
Oh how I love muscular men! But who is it?
I turned again to find Dave looking at me with pity. It was his hand.
“You are finding it difficult to do His will right?” he asked, almost childishly.
“Yes I am. God isn’t being fair. U are too inferior to me. Me to you?? It can’t work” I said with hate.
“I agree with you. Even I can’t stoop so low to marry someone like you.” he replied
“what!” I exclaimed with pride. I was angry to the extent I was shaking from head to toe.
I have never been so embarrassed in my life. This lame guy talking to me anyhow, no way! It’s not God’s will, its hallucination.
I tried to stand up but I realized his hand was on my shoulder. I noticed he really had difficulty in bending.
Leaving aside my salvation for the moment, I threw his hand off my shoulders. He missed his step and down, he fell.
He let out a painful sound but I walked away as if nothing happened . He stretched his hands toward me to help him but I was hardened.
As I left the church, I turned back to look at him. He looked at me with a dropped jaw as a drop of tears streamed down his face.
My sanity returned a bit. I shuddered
God, what have I done! What is happening to me!
I quickly dialled Bro John’s number. He is a friend who lived close by.
He came in no time to rush him to the hospital.
As Dave hung down John’s shoulders in pain, he looked back at me with ‘You could do this!’ kind of look.
It wasn’t my fault right? I just got irritated by what he said. Plus… Its a hard thing to do shae!?
Whose fault is it really???

What really came over me!!!
I asked myself different ‘why’ questions. I was shocked at my behavior. I was not the kind of person to cause people pain, especially people with disabilities. I was always so conscious of them while dealing with them. But why this sudden behavior of mine?
As I laid on my bed, the scene of the whole incidence unfolded again. Tears welled up in my eyes and I knelt down to pray.
‘Lord I am sorry. I don’t want to regret it please forgive me…’
The room was blank! God wasn’t saying anything. I was so sad.
Then my phone rang… Oh no, that must be from the hospital, I said to myself as I reach for the phone. My God what have I done?

Episode 5
O.D Oluwasegun

What really came over me!!!

I asked myself different ‘why’ questions. I was shocked at my behavior. I was not the kind of person to cause people pain, especially people with disabilities. I was always so conscious of them while dealing with them. But why this sudden behavior of mine?
As I laid on my bed, the scene of the whole incidence unfolded again. Tears welled up in my eyes and I knelt down to pray.
‘Lord I am sorry. I don’t want to regret it please forgive me…’
The room was blank! God wasn’t saying anything. I was so sad.
Then my phone rang…
It was Matthew!
#*I hissed*#
Me: Hello
Matthew: There hasn’t been any call from you since morning
Me: (irritated) If I didn’t call, you couldn’t?
Matthew: Gosh! Lizzy, do you realize its me?
Me: (angry) ” who are you by the way? ”
Matthew: wow!
Me: (coming to my senses) Matthew, I am not in a good mood. When I am, I will give you a call.
Matthew: Nice one! Nawa o! Hehehehe, Lizzy! Wonders shall never end. (he cuts the line)

I threw my phone on the bed, then I picked it up again.
I dialled Bro John’s number
Me: Bro John, thanks for the other time.
Bro John: No problem. He is in the hospital now. He has been admitted.

Me: Jesus! Is it that serious?
Bro John: No. He was placed on some powerful painkillers. He is being observed now. He will be okay.
Me: I hope he isn’t angry with me?
Bro John: He just woke up few minutes ago. He asked after you when he did
Me: He did? Does he want me to come? Are ladies allowed to enter?
Bro John: Sure. But its late now. Probably you should come tomorrow morning
Ok!
I was so so happy! It was like very cold water poured upon the hotness of my heart. So soothing!
He isn’t angry with me. He wants to see me. Wao!
Wait! What’s wrong with you Liz?
Everything isn’t normal right?
Why are you being this joyful! Better call Matthew now.
#That’s true o (I said to myself)
I call for almost ten times and Matthew didn’t pick the call.
This has never happened. We had never exchanged words in anger and he picks my call.
My phone beeped
Matthew: ‘For these years that we have been together, I trusted you. But Liz, If you can’t submit to me, then, what’s the union for? I guess we have just been infatuated to each other. I know I love you but I am not convenient with us anymore. Lets end it.
I didn’t cry!
I heaved a sigh of relief that follows every movie that ends well. God is at work.
I slept so well that I dreamt. I gave the ring back to Matthew over a meal. We laughed together and he introduced one girl to me. She was so beautiful.
‘lets see if something good comes out of the two of us.
She is Rita’
I was so happy for him. I woke up from the dream with smile. I knelt down and cried so well. I hadn’t loved anyone like I did Matthew. We have our plans for the years ahead. We had a note where the plans were written, what the names of our children would be was there. He wanted just 2 kids, I wanted 8.
I cried so much that by 6am when my devotion started, I was too weak. I gathered up, courage and strength from on high came upon me.
I got to the hospital at around 10am.
As I entered the ward, I muttered some words of prayer.
I looked up and saw Bro David. He looked at me and smiled broadly.
Very white and well arranged set of teeth! I thought.
I smiled back!…. #Faintly
Me: Can I call you Dave?
… Was the first question that left my mouth. He looked lost.
Me: except we don’t have to be friends.
He smiled again.

Episode 6
O.D Oluwasegun.

… Was the first question that left my mouth. He looked lost.
Me: except we don’t have to be friends.
He smiled again.
Awwwnnn, so nice!
“The devil is a liar. Call me Dave. That’s my name.”
We started talking. I helped in rubbing his knees, I told him I had been in a similar situation. He was happy with me. He told me of his accident which claimed the lives of his parents who at that time had just come back from a vacation in Dubai.
We left the hospital together. He to his house and I to mine. we exchanged our phone numbers…(smiles)
As I wanted to climb my bed, my phone beeped. I ran for it.
It was Dave’s message,
‘If this is what an illness could do for one, then I should probably start falling sick regularly. It was fun talking to you today. Tell me when to call so we can pray together before we sleep. grateful heart’
I smiled happily and hugged my phone tightly.
‘I will do God’s will come what may’ I told myself.
I started typing a reply.
‘I am the happiest tonight too. You made my day.
If illness wouldn’t cause you pain, I would ask for you to be ill but I don’t want pain for you at all. You can call me now. I am available. I care
Gosh!!! What am I doing for goodness sake!
Isn’t this too outrageous!
I deleted it
Then I typed
‘Really, no problem Dave. God bless you. Call anytime’

It was a very great day today at the Jogor Center, Ibadan when together with our friends and family members we gathered to celebrate 10 years of God’s greatness in our home.
I got married to Dave three days after Christmas 2005 at one of the ancient looking but treasured halls in the United Kingdom- John Hopkins Tourist Centre
I recounted that day to the amazement of everyone around. Everyone laughed when I told them this tale and Dave still teases me with it till date.
I got married to Dave with my hymen intact, hope you get that?

So while In the church, I was sweating under chilling conditioned hall despite the winter season. No one understood why!
To be continued….

 

Asked on September 10, 2021 in Stories.
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