March 5, 2012.
Academic Area,
Obafemi AwolowoUniversity, Ile-Ife.
Ronke was walking towards the Faculty of Social Sciences when she saw Segun holding hands with a cute lady, making their way to the Amphitheatre. She stopped dead in her tracks. It was barely three days he broke up with her finally and here he was, with another girl on his arm. She managed to stifle the rush of tears threatening to rip through her eyes. The pain that shot through her heart felt like that of salt being rubbed to a broken skin. It was the last straw and she couldn’t take it anymore.
She changed her direction back to the Sports Complex, a place of prayer and comfort for many students. She reached the Main Bowl, walked down to the far corner, and then allowed the river of tears to flow.
Oh Segun, how could you? How could you?
How would she survive this? This was the third guy that had left her because she refused to sleep with him. Of the three guys, Segun was the most promising—a child of God, handsome, good sense of humour and a Christian family background.
“Lord, why is this happening to me? Why? I love you, Lord, but I love Segun, too! Why did you allow him to leave me? Why?” She sobbed harder. “If he, your child, too, could want to sleep with me, isn't it right to do so? We were going to get married! Lord, I am so confused!”
She continued to weep. Then she started to sing, and to speak in tongues because she just didn't know what else to do.
About twenty minutes later, she brought out a notebook. It was the book she wrote the impressions of the Lord upon her heart in—one of the special ways God communicated with her. She took out a pen and began to write.
If you knew how much I love you, Darling Daughter, your heart would not be this weary. If only you knew the beautiful life I had planned for you before the foundations of the world, hence the commandments I laid down in the Scriptures. I wanted sex in a relaxed atmosphere for you—one with no shame, no desperation to please, no difficult attempts to make him stay and not leave— and that can only happen in marriage, a place where he would have made a commitment to stay with you before enjoying the pleasures of your body. That was why I said it is a sin against yourself, allowing him to take pleasures from you without the forever commitment to take care of your body, soul and spirit, through thick and thin.
It is very true, according to my word, that I love you so deeply that I call you my daughter. The enemy of your soul hates you so much, and so he has set things in place—pornography, sex adverts, TV series— to weaken your mind and make you feel that you need sex now, that you must have it now. He has polluted everywhere, to deprive you of your full blessing.
But I have given you an escape through my Word. You are to think only of things that are of virtue and praiseworthy: the Bible, edifying books and films (and you know if they are edifying or not). Focus on these things, because your mind must not be blank at any point in time.
"I have many daughters like you who has saturated their library with books and films produced by Christians. Though they are not absolutely free from temptation, they are well able to overcome because they recognised my place of escape for them and took it!
Aderonke, concerning the man you will marry, I have already settled you. Wait for him, beloved."
Ronke dropped her pen and surrendered herself to the warmth of the written words working as the balm of Gilead, gently kneading her broken heart to health. She felt a peace she couldn't explain even to herself.
Thank you, Jesus.
She made up her mind right then. She was going to wait for that man that deserved her body. And her waiting.