Hear my story episode 5

HEAR MY STORY..Part 5
I lost my parents when i was very young n went into
pr-stitution when i was in school,sleeping with anything in
trouser just to get money n live fine.I aborted many
pregnancies,n at a time i just get tired of dt kind of life n
decided to opt out of pr-stitution..but then,unknown to
me,i was already carrying a pregnancy which i didnt know
who was responsible for it.
For a reason i couldnt really explain,i decided to have d
baby.
I had a baby girl,named Temidara n was taking care of her
alone.Since i didnt know who her father was,i gave her a
surname,Omoolorun which means a child of God.
When Temi was 2yrs old,i gave my life to Jesus n i was
seriously enjoying my new life in Christ.
About a year n half later,i met a man who proposed to
me.He was born again n feared d Lord.
We got married about six months later,n we had one of d
best marriages in d world.
Though,i didnt have a child for him,d man loved me so
much despite pressures from his friends n family members
to leave me n find another lady,having known my past.
We both continued to serve God with all of our
hearts,trusting Him dt one day,He would shut up d mouths
of our enemies n give us a child.
Then,d unexpected happened.
After 7yrs of marriage,my husband slumped n died in
church one sunday morning.
He was d one dt drove us to church dt day,he didnt
complain of having any pain earlier.
U wouldnt like to hear what i went tru in d hands of his
family members afterwards.I was treated like an animal.
Thank God for my pastor n church members dt came to my
rescue.I was not allowed to take anything out of d
house,not even my own belongings.It took my pastor’s
intervention before i could be allowed to take my
certificates.They said i was responsible for d death of their
son.
Months later,i found myself sleeping around with men who
were coming to render one assistance or d other.I knew it
wasnt good,but i just couldnt help myself.
I prayed n prayed for God to deliver me,but d more i
prayed,d more i found myself in it.People in d church were
seeing me as a strong woman,but i knew i was as weak n
helpless as a worm.
Then,one day we were having a special programme in
church,n a guest minister was invited.
As he was ministering,he paused n said “God is telling
me,dt there’s a woman here,who lost her husband sometime
ago,n has since been sleeping with men,both married n
single.U know its not good n has bn praying abt it,if only u
can come out now,God wants to deliver u. Everybody close ur
eyes”.
It took me quite some time before i could come out.In
fact,it was d Holyspirit dt pushed me out.
D man prayed for me,n since dt day i was delivered.
Some women picked quarell with me later,suspecting their
husbands were among d men i was sleeping with.How they
knew i was d one dt came out,i wouldnt know. Afterall,d
pastor told everybody to close their eyes.
About 3 months later,d same man of God dt ministered to
me,sent my pastor to tell me dt God told him to marry me.
I was surprised..”but,doesnt he have a wife?”.I asked my
pastor.
“He lost his wife last year”.He answered.
Dt man of God is Pastor Williams.
We got married,and exactly a year later,we had a set of
twins..a boy n a girl.
Dt was why i told u d other time,dt if God could have mercy
on me,He would surely have mercy on u too.
Look at 1cor 10:13.God will always provide an escape route
for u if u are His child,when u fall into d enemy’s
trap,provided u ask for forgiveness n obey His leading.
 
So, you see my dear, there’s nobody without a past, but it doesn’t matter how ugly your past is, a bright future awaits you if you are
in Christ Jesus..said Mrs Williams.
Now, to your situation, she continued..We must find a means by which your parents would hear about it, and then we take it up
from there.
Let me talk to my husband about it, as i cant handle this alone, then I’ll get back to you.
When she left, i started thinking..i was so blessed and encouraged by her testimony, at least to learn that someone with such an ugly past could turn out to be a pastor with this motherly love and gesture is so amazing. Her words made me to develop a kind of courage and inner confidence coupled with faith that God who made a way for her, is still there to make a way for me too.
Again, i remembered my dad!.
I sighed, next weekend he would be marking his 60th birthday, and expected me to be there. How would i do it Lord?
Later in the evening, Mrs Williams came to me and said “I’m sorry, i had to discuss your case with my husband, its not my
usual way of handling matters, but in a situation like this, he just have to be involved. Like i told you earlier, i can’t handle it alone.”
“No problem ma” I said.
“Now, we have decided to go with you to Lagos to attend your dad’s birthday, and thereby, use the opportunity to break the news to him and other members of the family.”
I could hear my heart beating very fast, in fact, i almost fainted.
“When exactly is the birthday?” she asked.
“It’s friday ma” I answered.
“Oh! I thought its saturday”.
“The birthday falls on friday, and he doesn’t want to shift it to saturday, since there’s a public holiday that friday” I said.
“That’s beautiful then, we’ll leave on friday morning, grace the occasion with him and break the news later in the evening when
all the guests have left.”
And, that was just what we did.
My dad and everybody was shocked!
“Adesewa temi?..No it’s a lie!. How can i believe this? How come? How did it happen? Where would i hide my face in the church, among my christian friends? What will i tell my pastor? Ahhhh Yetunde! I never expected this from you. Oh my God!!”
My mum was just weeping.
My sisters and i were weeping too.
Later, my dad said “Go with your pastor o, i don’t want to see you. You’ve put me to shame. I don’t want to set my eyes on you”.
We all knelt down and started begging him with tears flowing in our eyes, but he declined.
He was too hurt. I knew why it was so painful for him. He was so proud of me, always treating me as his only daughter.
At a time, Pastor Williams excused him to his room, where they spoke for about an hour.
Pastor Mrs also took my mum to the corridor for a private talk.
By the time they came back, my dad was a bit calm, but I could see he was still boiling.
The next day, i left with the Williams to Oyan.
My dad never called since then, it was only mummy that was calling me from time to time to ask about my welfare and to
encourage me. I never knew she was that loving.
I was staying with my pastor and his family as Mrs Williams didn’t allow me to go back to my house.
When we came back from Lagos, Mrs Williams said “Now call Bode, tell him to come home and see you, and that you are not going to terminate the pregnancy, let’s hear what he will have to say.”
I was no longer active as i used to be in church.
Soon, people began to suspect something was going on. Some came to ask me why i was living with the pastor’s family. Some
would ask why i was no longer acting as the choir mistress.
Others asked why i was putting on weight, while many others did not come to me, they would rather backbite or gossip.
With time, my tummy was protruding.
Hun!..Come and see sidetalk in church, even during service!!.
Thank God for Pst Mrs, she has prepared me before everything started. Sometimes when i was so bothered and moved by what anybody did or said, i would tell her when we get home, she would encourage me and i would get over it immediately. I was discussing with her from time to
time, without hiding anything. Many times, she would pray with me. She was the angel God sent to me at a time i really needed one.
Then one bright Saturday morning my mum called me, telling me that she and my dad were in Oyan, that i should describe where i was, as they wanted to see me. She said
they’ve been at Ikirun since Friday to attend a programme. So they decided to check on me before going back to Lagos that day.
Pastor Williams travelled, while mummy went to market to buy some groceries for the house. I quickly called her and told her that my parents were in Oyan and were on the way to their house.
She rushed back from the market. By the time she would enter the living room, my parents were already seated, enjoying the
cool breeze blowing from the fan, my dad told me to switch on.
They exchanged greetings.
My parents appreciated her and her husband, and told us that he had forgiven me..and that he was ready to meet Bode and his family.
He asked about his parents. We told him he lost his dad of recent.
He said he would like to go to their house to meet his mum.
As much as i appreciated the fact that my dad had forgiven me, yet i didn’t want him to visit Bode’s family house, as I didn’t know how he would feel, seeing the old, poverty-stricken building they were living.
I was left with no choice anyway, so we went there together with Pst Mrs.
Bode wasn’t around, he was in school. His mum was in the market, facing her business.
She had come to greet me once at my pastor’s house.
Somebody quickly ran to the market to call her, that some visitors from Lagos were waiting for her at home.
She rushed home to meet us. My parents were just looking up and down the wh0le street and compound.
They exchanged greetings after which we went into the sitting room.
Pst Mrs introduced them to each other.
My dad asked about Bode and wanted to know when he would be around.
His mum said she wasn’t sure of when he would come home as he left not too long ago.
Daddy said his mum should tell him to come and meet him in Lagos, as there’s something he wanted to discuss with him.
He gave her money to send to him for transportation, gave her and her daughters money too.
We returned to pastor’s house, they ate and left.
Now, i could go to Lagos because the school was on long vacation, but i didn’t want to go because of what i would encounter in the
hands of Lagos people too, church people, neighbours, family and friends.
So, i told dad and mum i would prefer to stay in Oyan till September, and they agreed.
Let’s see what happened next in part 16
Hope u are not tired of the story.