STORY OF THE WEEK; The story of the week should have come up yesterday, 23rd september 2014. The admin team regrets any inconveniences. I met my wife Ronke in 1985 at my final year in the university. It was a simply a case of love at first sight because I made up my mind I was going to marry her the first day I set my eyes on her.. It was really tough to woo her, but after two years of all the shakara she finally gave me an answer and we got married a year after my graduation but against my mothers wish. At first, I thought that my mom would get to love my wife as time went on but I was so wrong. Days grew into weeks, and weeks into months but the hatred my mother had for my wife grew intense and her reason was simple- She didnt want a yoruba girl. She wanted me,her first son to marry from our state or from any of the Ibo speaking states.. Tragedy however struck six months after, when I lost my job and business to a fire outbreak. My wife was pregnant at that time and life became so tough for us. Things grew from bad to worse to the extent that feeding became pratically difficult and my wife could not even go for her ante natal appiontments. She mysteriously lost the pregnancy after a few months. I sought help from everywhere but to no avail. When I summoned courage to talk to my mother, I received the most shocking news. She told me that she would never lift a finger to help me as I disobeyed her and got married to a witch.. I tried so hard to persuade her that my wife was a good woman but she stood her ground. If I ever wanted to get her help, it was important that I sent my wife packing.. Frustrations set in and I began to listen to my mother and I eventually left home to be with her, leaving my wife... My mom then brought a girl to seduce me and I fell her for her tricks. I began to sleep with the wife she brought for me and alas, she got pregnant! My wife had sleepless days and nights because of me but her faith was unshaken. She always told everyone who cared to listen that I would come back soon. Her parents came to get out of my place but she refused. She made a vow to be with me till death do us part.. Ronke was a praying woman. She prayed endlessly when I lost my business and kept on encouraging me with the word of God even though I never listened and let my predicament get a better part of me.. One sunday, I sneaked back home to see my wife and I met in a very terrible state. She was all weak and sick and I felt so much pity for her. When she met me at door, I expected to get a fight but I was taken aback by what I saw. She greeted me with the most beautiful smile and offered me water. I looked straight into her eyes and the memories of july 12 1987 flashed through my head. It was the evening she told me yes! I managed to fight back the tears and she said to me I still and always love you! That night, I sent words to my mother that I was never going to come back to her and I was no more interested in her help. I was determined to stay and fight for my life with my wife. I began to do menial jobs which was enough to feed us daily hoping for a miracle and my wife got pregnant again! One fateful day, My wife saw a job advert in one of the newspapers and asked me to apply but I refused. I wasnt so qualified for the job and I was tired of been turned down everytime but my wife would never let me be. When I became tired of her persistence, I decided to give it a try and that was my miracle.... I got the job and an official car attached to it and In one month, life turned around for me. I moved with my wife to a more decent accomodation and three months after, my wife gave me a diokpa( a son) I was soon to discover that Chiamaka(the girl my mother forced on me)was never pregnant and the fake pregnancy news was just a ploy to get me to marry her... Today is my wife 45th birthday, and looking back through the years, I owe it all to her. She was an instrument in the hands of God to bring back life to me. Im not proud of all the evils I did to her but Im proud that God blessed me with a wife that stood by me through thick and thin... .... Even though, we are yet to have other children, I am still grateful to God and I trust him to bless us with other children if he wills.. My mother has since reconciled with us, of course she has no choice! My wife has got all the choice cars, expensive jewelleries and clothes. She spends her holidays in the any country of her choice and I just cant give her enough. Dont you think she deserves the whole world?? Im sharing my story to encourage everyone. Theres no marriage without challenges and anyone who tells you that marriage is a bed of roses is only just saying. The only thing is challenges differs. Women, you have a great role to play in the life of your husband. Pray for him always and encourage him and when you are faced with marital challenges, do not think of divorce as the first option. Think of the things that brought you together, and work hard to save your marriage. Men, never let your wife face the marital challenges alone. Be the head of your home in all ramifications and never let anyone cajole you into believing that your wife is a witch. If she is, you will be the first that she would kill. Always know that theres always light at the end of the tunnel.. .....God bless our homes.... #MIA
Posted on: Wed, 24 Sep 2014 06:47:45 +0000
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