If you have seen the two of them, my Pastor and his wife can’t do without one
another, they can’t stay far from each other. Pastor’s wife dotes on him like a woman
deep in love.
That Pastor’s wife could have beaten her husband was a hard pill to swallow.
Then Pastor Emma spoke; yes, sister Joy, my wife was every bit like your husband
and even more….
Of course, prayers and fasting seems to have failed. I was embarrassed and fed up.
She had many sex friends and sleeps at home only during weekends. She drinks and
clubs and if I confront her, she will fight back. The only reason I didn’t beat her was
because I had sworn not to be a wife killer like my dad.
I was on a 40 days dry fasting on the mountain, when I got a visitation on the 13th
day from an old man who asked me; Young man you have marital problems and you
have allowed your house to burn down.
I got angry and replied; baba, she burnt down her life, mine and our home, she is a
demon that I got married to and I wish God will kill her so I can move forward. I can’t
even have sex with her, I don’t want STD or HIV, I kept ranting in anger….
The baba was just looking unperturbed. Not moved. When I finished, he gave me
four verses and he left. I wrote it down just because I had a pen in my hand while he
2nd Corinthian 10:6
I continued my fasting and praying without reading the verses. I got ulcer by day 15. I
was rushed from the mountain to the hospital.
The Pastor on the mountain had even told the nurses not to allow me to come back
to the mountain again. My bags and belongings were under the hospital bed. I spent
four days there and not one call from my wife.
I got home to discover a man’s boxer in my bathroom. I lost all strength to pray. I
broke down in tears.
At this point, I was so engrossed in Pastors’ story that I didn’t know when mummy
stood up, I only saw her coming back with coffee. Ahhh food and drink is the last
thing on my mind. I motioned to Pastor, abeg continue the gist.
He continued; at this point of my helplessness, I noticed the verses I wrote on my
bible. I read it in the order I jotted it down.
House burnt down by me from 2nd Corinthian 10:6, Ephesians 5:25, John 3:16 &
I opened the bible to read these verses. The gist of it all is that, I am supposed to
love my wife to the point of death just as Christ loves and died for the church, it’s
after this that God will deal with her. And finally, I have the power to get anything I
want from God.
That was like a vision, it suddenly dawned on me that I have work to do too not just
I was fed up with the kind of marriage I was stuck in and I made up my mind that this
reality is not what I prayed for.
This reality is not what God promised me.
This reality can’t be found among God’s promises for my life.
I read in the bible that by myself I can create the kind of wife I wanted. I can design
how she should look. I can create how much she can love me. That power has been
given to me.
So, I sat down and spend three days going through the bible and I designed a plan.
This plan made my wife who she is today and I am not going to tell you the plan, I will
walk you through the process.
So, sister Joy let me ask you again, is this the future you imagined and prayed for
yourself when you got married?
I said no sir.
Then are you willing to fight right to get your original dreams back as regards your
I was crying again now and managed to sniff…. yes sir, I replied.
Ok my sister, Pastor’s wife said, take this diary, it’s empty but we are going to fill it
Yes ma, I replied.
Then I remembered my bag is already packed, I have told my husband off, I started
wailing again… Ahhh ehhhh ohhhh.
They thought the diary stuff is the cause of the wailings. Haba, how can diary be
responsible for that ….
I am only crying so that they won’t ask me to go back to that house oooo
Ahhh, I have made so much mouth ooo.
To be continued……
Author: Femi Oluyamoju