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wife was my childhood love, we met when we were both 12years and shared so much
in common, our respective Dads were both Evangelists. It was one of those
Childish affairs but inside me, i honestly knew that it was love.
Mom caught me that evening practicing the moon walk and knew immediately that there was a lot to that practice.
“Who is turning my boy into Michael Jackson?” she asked
I almost buried myself in the ground because i never knew that i was being watched. Anyway, it was Rachael’s birthday.
We later got admitted into the college we both earnestly dream of. “Elite College” It was a mixed college and we were well known among our peers, they called us Romeo and Juliet. After five years in the college and doing everything together, we got separated at last but never missed sharing any slight moment we had together. Our families were in support of our relationship, it was pure in the sight of everybody and one need not to be told that the altar will justify the parks we always visited as kids and as well that precious kiss on my chick when i had one of my teeth pulled.
graduated and became a pharmacist while my Angel made it in flying colours as a
Chemical Engineer. It was just a dream come true because not quite long after
our graduations we got married. I love my wife, she is the meaning of my life
so i pledged allegiance to heaven above to love her for eternity. Life they say
is full of ups and downs, nothing good comes easy, and there must be trials and
worries. I could remember the words of my father “Sometimes, everything is not
Rachael was unable to conceive despite the fact that every medical test proved us sound though this didn’t bothered me much but i knew that my wife was not happy, she want to give me a child, it has being her dream since we were 12years. After fifteen years of what i will call the most interesting part of my life, my wife took in and this alone brought utmost joy into our family. We were anxious for the arrival of our child.
It was Rachael’s birthday and by now she was five months pregnant, driving home from work, i decided to buy her a gift. I saw the rubber snake and felt that playing a prank with it was worth a birthday gift. It was 3:35am and i heard Rachael scream, she felt the rubber snake on her body and as she reached the table lamp next to the bed, she realized that it was a snake, so with fear /panic and as she kept shouting;
Baby it is a snake! It is a snake!
She jumped out of the bed but unfortunately hit herself on the wardrobe. I was so confused at the whole situation; my wife remained unconcious
I refused to sign the papers for the surgery because i wouldn’t put my signature on a paper to sign for the death of my precious wife, they all knew that it was a gamble so why the surgery. “I don’t want it i told my mother. Like every mother, she tried to console me, she told me to be strong but how can i be strong when the love of my life is on tubes and oxygen?
I got tired of hearing how dangerous it was for her and how she won’t make it though the baby has being fine all these while, the scan showed him in good condition. Everyone felt that the best thing was the surgery. It was scheduled for Monday morning. “10am” said the doctor and my Dad signed the declaration on behalf of the family for them to carry out the surgery.
All my hope on God is founded.
I walked up to the altar that evening and challenged my God.
Father, you came down with fire and consumed Elijah’s offering, i believe in thee but where is your face, how can you put us through all these? Are you the real God of mercy or the god of failure? I have always believed in you and have always trusted your name and without being told, because you are Omni scient , i know that you are here, show me your face. I challenge you right now in the name of Jesus. Rachael had never wanted a caesarean and her condition is but in your hand. My bones are weak and my eyes are dried with tears, Father answer me in Jesus name. Amen.
I believe so much in God, i know that he never sleeps.
I got home at exactly 7pm and for the first time since all these period, i had a sound sleep, i was a bit sleepy when i heard my phone rang so i reluctantly picked it. The caller told me that she was calling from the hospital and notified me that my attention was needed. I pleaded with her to tell me what was wrong. “Is my wife dead?” i asked
It was 12:50am, Chris said he will drive so we drove to the hospital and the car was still in motion when i jumped out, ran up to the ward to find the bed empty, Rachael was not in the room then it dawned on me that she was dead, i cried and held the nurse on the pass way; “please where is her body” i cried. The poor nurse could not hold her emotions, she began to cry then i collapsed.
It took them one hour to resuscitate me. I woke up to see both my parents holding my hands, my mother was crying and i saw tears dropping from my Dad’s eyes so i pleaded with them to show me her body. “I want to see her; please i want to see the love of my life. O Rachael where are you?” i cried. By this time, i knew that i will kill myself any moment.