How are you? How was your week? Mine was okay. I’m just glad its Friday. I hope we are all praying for Nigeria? For peace in the north and for the forth coming elections. The bible says we should pray for the peace of Jerusalem; Nigeria is our own Jerusalem.
All the events happening around the world are pointing to the rapture. You can read about it in Matthew chapter 24. If you’ve not surrended your life to Jesus and made Him your lord and savour please do so because time is running out.
Also as believers, we should reach out to our friends, colleagues, class mates, neighbours and tell them about Jesus. He gave us a mandate to preach the gospel to every creature.
On to today’s post; please pardon any mistakes because I had to type with my phone. Please do remember to leave a commment.
God bless you xxx
“Okay Yinka, we’ll talk later. . .very funny! See you tomorrow.”
Dolapo watched her friend and listened to her conversation with Yinka. The look on Sope’face face scared her; she looked very dreamy. As soon as Sope hung up, she called her. “Mo-so-pe!” Stressing every syllable.
“Yessss.” Mosope replied rolling her eyes.
“There’s a way that seems right to a woman, but the end thereof is the way of death. ”
“Pleaseeeee Dolly spare me abeg! So I can’t speak to my friend on the phone again?”
Both ladies returned to work. Dolapo stared at her laptop screen but her thoughts were centered on Mosope. She hated this slippery slope her friend was treading on. This week alone, Yinka Da-Silva had sent flowers, a box of chocolates, perfume and spa vouchers for both of them which she refused. Like her mum always says, ‘ when a man sees a woman he wants, he would do anything to have her’ and that was exactly what Yinka was doing. There was just something wrong about him, she could sense it.
She was shocked when Bode called and told her Mosope had broken up with him. She was even more shocked that Mosope didn’t mention it to her. Bode called her to plead with Mosope on his behalf.
She looked towards the direction of her friend and sighed. She missed the Sope who had preached to her about Jesus. Sope who didn’t give up on her even when she made fun of her and called her church girl. It wasn’t until she gave her life to Christ that she understood what it meant to keep the marriage bed undefiled. She used to make fun of Sope and Bode because she just didn’t understand why two people who were so in love with each other could be in a relationship and not have sex.
She remembered when she hit rock bottom because of her alcohol addiction and almost lost her job, she knew she needed help. Help which was stronger than Alcoholics Anonymous or any self determination. She knew she needed the saviour to break the yoke. Mosope led her in the sinners prayer and gave her bible marked with bible verses to help her grow in her walk with God.
Sope prayed with her when her ex boyfriend who lured her into alcoholism came calling and she feared she was too weak to say no to him. Sope was always ready to share the word of God when she needed more understanding.
She knew it was her turn to pray for her friend.
Bode was having lunch with his colleague Emeka in a restaurant some blocks away from their office. They both ordered yam porridge and tucked into their meals quickly.
“Dude, I’m sorry about your babe. I know heartbreak is painful but life goes on.”
“Emeka you won’t understand. ” Bode replied.
“I’ve been there before…I know how it feels.”
“True I know.” Emeka’s fiancee had broken up with him two days after they got engaged. She just returned the ring to him and said she was no longer interested. “It still feels like a dream you know…although its been over a month. Do you know she has refused to speak to me or even see me.” Bode continued.
Bode sighed. “We were already planning our wedding. Where do I start from? Mosope is the only woman I’ve ever loved. She’s the only woman I see in my future, Emeka. We are supposed to grow old together, she’s supposed to be the mother of my kids.”
“Everything happens for a-”
“I miss her….I miss her soo much it hurts. I think about her all the time. What am I supposed to do?”
“Pray Bode, pray and pray hard.”
Mosope hummed as she ironed the dress she was going to wear for her date with Yinka. He was taking her to a seafood restaurant on the island and a jazz bar afterwards.
She finished ironing, took out the bendy rollers from her hair and put on her dress. It was a knee length red dress with a low v-neck cut. Usually she wore a camisole underneath but decided not to today. It wouldn’t hurt to look sexy and besides it didn’t reveal too much cleavage.
She put finishing touches to her appearance, sprayed the perfume Yinka gave her and stepped out of her room. She was about to descend the stairs when it occurred to her to pick up a shawl to cover her shoulders because her dad would be shocked if he saw her looking this way.
When she got downstairs, she found him watching TV. He took his eyes off the screen when he noticed her.
“Dad, I’m going out. ”
“With Bode I suppose.”
Mosope rolled her eyes, why did he have to bring up Bode’s name in every conversation?
“NO. With a FRIEND. ”
“Okay young lady.”
Tunji’s gaze lingered on his daughter as she opened the door and stepped out. How he missed Deborah! She would have known the right words to say to their daughter. Well, He was going to continue doing what he had been doing since the day his late wife announced she was pregnant with Mosope.
Pray for his daughter.