[STORY] PAPA LOVES HIS GIRLS (Episode 06)

Episode 06.

Rivers state became a river for me and the children. A river of joy, a river of peace, a river of new friends. I joined a growing ministry when I settled in. It was a small church. The Pastor was a handsome single man who was loaded with the Word and the Spirit.

I believe he being unmarried gave him time to tarry more in God’s presence, hence there was so much fire in him to breathe into us .

I grew spiritually. I got to know God intimately. I felt loved by God. The Small Church gave me stability. My children found friends and you could say all was going on well, till Joan ; Chike’s friend started calling me frequently.

We were already in Rivers for a year when I received her call. I purposely kept using my old phone so that I could be accessible by old friends. My place of residence was kept secret. The only one who knew the state I was living was my mother.

Joan kept calling almost everyday after her first call.

Though she was far away, she found her way into our heart. My Children got to speak to her almost everyday. We exchanged video calls frequently.

However, after about six months of reconnecting, Joan started becoming interested in me finding love again. It sounded weird to me. I was not even thinking about it. I was thinking of growing my canteen business I had started. I started a Yoruba and Igbo theme canteen, thanks to my background. I was beginning to have good sales, as Yorubas in Rivers state would sometimes drive hours to buy my Amala and Ewedu with Gbegiri. Igbos were also in love with my Igbo dishes. My marriage to Chike made me a master in Igbo dishes.

Therefore, Joan’s talk about re-marriage was falling on deaf ears.

However, One day, she called me with so much pressure in her voice…

” Hello Mayowa! Is your Pastor Married?”

” No, why are you asking?” I replied

” Oh! He is not married! Hmm…This God sha!”

” What happened?” I asked

” I just woke up from a dream of seeing you getting married to your Pastor!” Joan said

I laughed so hard I almost fell…

” Aunty, go back to sleep, you will have another dream!” I replied laughing.

The thought had never crossed my mind.

” How on earth could a widowed me get married to my handsome pastor when there are over 20 beautiful single sisters in church, in fact some of them were virgins.” I remember thinking that..

” Mayowa, I know what you are thinking, You are thinking that how can God make a Single man marry a widow with two kids? What about Ruth and Boaz”

” Eh! See Rhema from Sister Joan!” I replied laughing…

” But you are missing something in that Rhema ma, Ruth did not have two luggages ooo, she was not bringing two children to the marriage.” I replied still making fun of Joan’s dream…

“Ruth’s story is just an example..With God all things are still possible. A widow can still find love!” Joan said and I remember she went on and on about how God was a good God.

I can say she definitely planted a seed in my heart. From that moment, I developed a softness for my Pastor. I was no longer just listening to the Rhema from his mouth, but I was beginning to admire the structure of the lips.

To make matters worse, my children became close to him. They loved him and would most times say he was their Daddy. He also reciprocated the Love by showing them so much affection.

Without envisaging it, I started catching feelings for my Pastor…

To be continued…

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