S.I.M.S Part 33
( STEPPING INTO MAGGIE’S SHOE)
©️Opeyemi Ojerinde Akintunde
“Strange? What do you mean?” I asked Apostle after he dropped the call.
“I don’t know, but I hope she is not talking about Christabel’s case.”
“Well, let me go with you, it’s my matter, let me face it.”
“I will take them with us, but drop them off at Kike’s place.”
Kike my friend was living close to the church. We went to the church after dropping the triplets off and just as we had been informed, Chaba was around but she was looking lost like she was trying hard to remember something…
“Apostle” she ran towards him.
“Chaba, what is wrong? What are you doing here? You didn’t inform us you were coming!” Apostle said.
“Apostle, I knew I left South Africa to come to Nigeria for a purpose, like I have something I came here to do, but the moment I got to Nigeria, I have been trying so hard to remember what it is, but I can’t... it‘s like someone just wiped it off my memory...” Chaba said.
From where I stood, I had tears flowing down my eyes, because I knew this was God at work. I became hysterical, laughing and crying at the same time, the Ancient of days had wiped my scandal from her memory. She couldn’t remember anything...
“Where is your wife? I don’t think I have met her before, I have just seen her on screen.”
Apostle was confused at this point, he felt Chaba was being dramatic...
“Chaba, stop this and tell me exactly why you came here.”
“I am serious, I cannot remember.”
“Are you saying you don’t remember meeting Happy before?”
I moved close to Chaba and offered her a handshake...
“Good afternoon Sis Chaba, it’s a pleasure meeting you!”
“Oh my goodness, you are so beautiful in person, my goodness! Apostle you have a beautiful wife, you see I told you, I told you months back, you will find a good wife” Chaba said hugging me tightly.
Apostle was very speechless.
Chaba told us she was returning the next day as she couldn’t remember her purpose of coming to Nigeria. Apostle told one of the pastors to lodge her in a hotel for the night.
On our way back home after we picked up the triplets, Ray kept looking at me without saying a word, but when we got home, he came into my room and sat on my bed for the first time...
“What did you do?” He asked looking at me “Chaba doesn’t remember anything, she spoke like she only remembered my friendship with her before I even proposed marriage to her.”
“I prayed, and I never thought that God could answer in that way..., but that shows that God can wipe our errors no matter how many they are.”
“Do you think mine can be erased?” Ray asked innocently...
“He has done that already Ray, we have prayed for mercy and I believe God has forgiven you, because our God is a God of mercy, who, as long as we acknowledge our sins, is ever ready to forgive and erase our errors from His memory... Just like He did show us with Chaba, He forgives and forgets...”
“Hmmm... but we are yet to find out what I did that made God to be displeased with me, which gave the devil the legal ground to keep me in this prison of sexual immorality.”
“We can find out if we persist” I said.
“How?” Apostle asked innocently.
“By praying just this one prayer point!”
“Oh lord show me the secret behind the problem of my life and the way out in Jesus Christ’s name”
Apostle and I prayed this single prayer for about two hours nonstop and the result was amazing...
When the Lord revealed the source of Apostle’s problem, we knew it was only God that could have revealed it and it kept us in awe of God....
What was the problem?
To be continued
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