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Hot sower

Updated on March 14, 2011

Rebecca was my life, the light in my life and the reason why I wake up every morning so that was why it became difficult for me to sleep, the tragedy left me helpless and with so many questions because after robbing us and taking away every thing we worked hard for, one of them pointed his pistol at my wife, at my one and only Rebecca and that was the end of it. The end of every dream we shared, the end of our plans to raise our kids just for God like Abraham and Sarah, it was hard for me to believe that she was dead, I could feel her pulse yet the doctor pronounced her dead and there was nothing to do to save our six months old boy inside her womb, my unborn who has hurt no one was not even given a chance to see the world. They are gone and nothing could be done to bring them back.

Where is your guidance

Where is the protection

Where is your grace

Where is your might

Should I blame myself

It is in your hand to protect us

We trusted in your mighty deeds

Where is your face o God

There were so many questions to answer and the only one to answer them was God because I believe in him, I believe in the holy spirit, the holy Catholic church and forgiveness of sins, that same God who stood for Shedrack, Mishack and Abadnego, the God of Abraham and Jacob, that God who strengthened Sampson and delivered David from Goliath, the Alpha and Omega, our Shepherd, fortress, shield and buckler is the only one I blame for the tragedy because he was not there for us and I doubt if he had ever been there because I called on him at the time we needed him most but he was no where to be found, he was far away or perhaps sleeping so the answer to my silent prayer was a bullet to my wife’s forehead.

My life is meaningless

No consolation is enough

My only aid deserted me

Cruel men took it all away

My prayers are my sins

No one hears my call

My heart is broken

Grief is my daily bread

The only thing I needed was an answer to why it happened to me, why my family so I began sourcing for a solution to my pains knowing fully well that there was nothing much friends and loved ones could do for me, thoughts of suicide became a way to join my family and there were so many voices inside me, However, one was louder than all, it speaks with confidence and called me by my name, that voice sends uncontrolled tears down my eyes.

Nelson my son, fear not

The Lord your God is with you

He knows your plight and grief

He understands your pains

His love for you is unconditional

He did not desert you

Rebecca is up in Heaven

Your unborn is safe

Wipe no more my son

Rise and shine

Strange things happen no matter who we are, what we are doing and where we are because I was afraid, depressed and highly dejected. However, I opened my eyes only to see my darling wife walking into the bathroom then I glanced at the wall clock and it was already 9am; what a dream I thought as I jumped up from the bed and quickly said the Lord’s prayer then rushed into the bathroom and had a sound and hot shower with my wife because one thing is sure, our God is right there watching over us and that dream; if it was not even a kind of revelation made me to realize how much Rebecca meant to me and the expectations of a father to be.

Sing along…

… It is all over me

It is moving me around

It is moving me around

It is moving me around

It is all over me

It is moving me around

The only ghost power is moving me around

Thank you Jesus.


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      Chibuzo Melvin Mobis 6 years ago from Biafra

      Hey Mickey,thanks for all your support.

      Genna East,just a kind of fiction but thanks for coming over

      Lady_E,sister meeeeeeeeee.

      Alastar Packer,gat you but the story has nothing to do with me cos it is just a fiction but anyway,thanks for your support.

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      Alastar Packer 6 years ago from North Carolina

      This story smacked me between the eyes.It may be a cliche' or whatever but I felt your loss and sorrow.We never forget those we have loved; but we must continue on as the Creator desires. Very best wishes to you Rossimobis.

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      Elena 6 years ago from London, UK

      Thanks. This is very inspiring.

      Best Wishes.

    • Genna East profile image

      Genna East 6 years ago from Massachusetts, USA

      "His love for you is unconditional..."

      I truly believe this. Remarkable hub; voted up and awesome.

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      Micky Dee 6 years ago

      Awesomely beautiful Rossi brother man! God bless you bud.