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The deadly parts of my life part 4

Posted by Hedowho on 11 May, 2019

The deadly parts of my life 4

“That assignment has been given to another, there is no more space for him here”

“You can create one for him”
Baba fire knew I was not going to let him go unless he blessed my husband.
“Where is he?”
“He is at the hotel”

“Bring him” he said
I didn’t want to take any chances, so I called him instead, to rush down to the church.
He came along with the triplets and his mother.

The moment Raymond stepped in, he laid on the floor sobbing…

“Baba mi (My father) please forgive me, because ever since I left you, my life has been a mess, please accept me and let God use you to straighten my life.

With tears in Baba Fire’s eyes, he lifted Ray up and hugged him tightly, praying for him with tears pouring from their eyes…

“I pull you out from the grip of the strong woman of immorality, you are rid of all curses I placed on you in the time of anger and bitterness in Jesus name.”

The prayer lasted about 30 minutes. He later told us to see him the next day.
When we returned later to the hotel, Ray and I sat outside at the balcony

“I have not felt this good in years, Happy I am indeed very happy. You have brought me happiness…”he said holding my hands in his…
“I am happy, God gave me the privilege, despite the rough beginning”.
We sat outside for hours talking about the relocation plans…

“Thank you for agreeing to move here with me…”

“You are welcome”…
Ray went in earlier than I did, I sat and had time to reflect, If I had my way, I would have wanted a better shoe that would have been my perfect fit, but I wished for another woman’s marriage and I got it.
But it now made sense to me, What John the Baptist said about not been worthy to even untie the rope of the sandal of Jesus Christ. That means there are some shoes that we are not worthy to put on, but out of greed we force our legs into them. Most times, the pain is immediate and noticeable like mine, while others will not be noticeable but would be causing internal pain for the person wearing it, like that of my husband.

Apostle wanted to be in the Shoes of Baba Fire, but he found himself in the mouth of the Marine sharks, because God was not pleased with him, therefore making him an easy prey for them.
We returned back to the city and did the needful.
We closed down Apostle’s Church.

The Sunday service when Apostle announced this move was highly emotional, it was a Day of tears. I saw Mrs. Beecroft crying in the congregation. Apostle confessed his Sin to the congregation without mentioning names. He asked for their forgiveness for harboring them under a church, God did not ask him to Establish. He told all the branch pastors who knew God had genuinely called them to continue with their Branches asking the Lord for the name of the Ministry He wanted to them to bear. He also converted some of the branches to Baba Fire’s branches.

After the service, Mrs. Beecroft walked up to me…

“We thought we were bringing in an emotionally unstable wife, who we could push around, but we didn’t know God hid a warrior, a savior, a life helper in a bipolar patient. Thank you for everything you have done, I will forever be grateful to you, and also thank you for not paying me in my own coin, by destroying my son. He told me everything”. Mrs. Beecroft gave me another hug weeping profusely.
Gabriel walked up to me…

“I wish I had said something the first time I saw you seated in front of me in church, maybe I would have had the privilege of having you as my wife. You are a goldmine I missed.”

“And you are a goldmine I wasn’t patient enough to have, Gabriel, I wish you good luck, but that is a lesson, life is an opportunity, use it well…God bless you”

I also gave him a final hug and deep within my heart, I knew Gabriel was the man I should have married, if I had been patient enough.

From that moment, our lives experienced a new turn around. But, with a bitter sweet feeling. Baba Fire received us back after we closed down our churches in Lagos. It raised a lot of comments online with different views. Ray could no longer interprete for Baba Fire, as he had to start from scratch. He was posted to a branch as a branch pastor in another town in Osun. I encouraged him to accept it and he did with so much excitement.

We were still able to get a very good accommodation for ourselves as we had enough money. We didn’t lose our wealth he had gathered for years as an Apostle, but rather, he sowed majority of it into Baba Fire’s ministry. He confessed to me that in Ikeji-Arakeji, he felt at peace and he didn’t feel oppressed. He no longer had that sexual longing for married women, rather he had a thirst to grow spiritually.
The bitter sweet feeling I wrote about earlier was as a result of what happened a week after we had settled in Osun State. Ray was terribly sick, and I thought it was the change of Environment. I took him to the hospital and in the process of carrying out different test on him, it was discovered he was HIV positive. They carried out a test on me, and I was negative. I was devastated because this was the point I had been looking forward to Ray making love to me as his wife, but all that was not visible anymore as Ray refused to come close to me for fear of infecting me with the virus.
When he returned home, he apologized to me and told me, I could walk out of the marriage so that he would not infect me with the Virus.

“I wished for the shoe, I must manage everything that comes with it, the goods and the “bads”. God knew I had wished for 3 kids, he gave me the three at once, so if HIV comes with the wish package, I must be willing to face it”

Ray and I later became intimate as husband and wife, based on my persistence but it had to be with a form of protection or the other… I was ready to Use Protective Condoms or PrEP (a daily HIV Protection pill) all the days of my life.

Pastor Maggie’s shoe was beautiful, but painful too. With all my experience, I have cautioned myself and the triplets never to wish to be in another person’s shoe, because you never know if the person is hurting, and if it will look good on you.
So far, we thank God for his faithfulness, that in the midst of it, he gave us MARY, MARTHA and MELODY, as a way of comforting us. They have brought us so much Joy. Martha is a Medical Doctor, Mary is a journalist and Melody as speculated since birth is a Gospel Musician.

Ray, my husband finally got his position as the Assistant of Baba Fire after 14 years of returning back to him. We lived with our HIV status, because along the line, I also contacted it, but we lived our life serving God till, My Husband who is now late passed on at the age of 64.
God was Merciful to Him and he is still merciful to me. I decided to write this story as a gift to mankind before I go on to Glory very soon. God bless you!