Many a times people go through life’s challenges without knowing the source of their problem. This was the case of my husband, Kashim Olabisi. We were married for ten years without an issue. We had done many tests and sought for all manner of medical help to no avail. We even did IVF twice but they both failed. The second IVF we did in the US that failed was the first failure in Dr James Daniel’s career. All medical reports pointed to the fact that we were both medically fit to have children but none came after ten years. Beside childlessness, we had loads of problems in our marriage. My marriage with Kashim was like hell loosed on us. We attempted many spiritualists and prayer houses but we couldn’t get help. Our search for a baby led us into many abominable things and almost stole our salvation from us. The frustration, humiliation and anxiety was unspeakable. It was so bad that one of the prophets we went to had to sleep with me right in the presence of my husband and then asked my husband to do same thereafter. Assuring us that his sperm will prepare the ground for my husband’s own to fertilize my egg to enable me conceive. That month, I didn’t get pregnant and he advised we have to repeat the process all over. Words cannot explain the pain and shame I went through, having sex with a man I didn’t love in the presence of my husband just because I wanted a child. It will be difficult to believe the second process didn’t give the desired result and we had to do it again. This time for one week non stop. I was having sex with two men at the same time, one after the other in front of each other for eight days.
Toyin my friend, was my saviour who aborted the fourth attempt. We had scheduled to meet with Prophet Adelaja for two weeks on the same process when I confided in Toyin. What? Toyin screamed. Are you out of your senses, Nneka? How can you accept to do this dirty thing because you wanted a child? Don’t you know only God gives children and his time is the best? But why? Why? Why? She asked and bursted into bitter tears. This time you are not going back to that wicked and heartless prophet again. In fact, I will get him arrested and make sure he rots in jail. We looked at each other and cried bitterly. Toyin knew what I had been through all these years while trusting God for a child.
Please, Toyin you can’t arrest the man. You want everyone to know what had happened between us? You would obviously make me and my husband a laughing stock. Please drop the idea of arresting him, I begged Toyin. She quickly adjusted her emotion and reasoned with me. You are right Nneka but that man must not go unpunished. Do you know how many other women he must have molested like you? He must pay for his evil acts. She rained curses on him in her bitterness. But how we both agreed with my husband to do such an abomination is yet a mystery to me. I will take you to my pastor tomorrow for prayer and counseling. You may also need to carry out some medical checks on yourself. I just hope he hasn’t infected you with dangerous diseases! It will never be well with him in Jesus name. This man will not know peace, his children and children’s children will pay for his evil deeds. I hate him, Toyin boiled. She picked her phone and called her pastor, booking an appointment with him. I will be coming with my friend, Nneka. Tomorrow was like a year to me, I wish we could start going immediately. But how am I going to tell my husband that we are not seeing Prophet Ade but Toyin’s pastor? I began to think how to convince my husband.
THE ABOMINATION – EPISODE 2
Toyin took us to her pastor at Felele, an outskirt of the town. Good morning sir, this is Nneka and her husband, the one I spoke to you about. We greeted the pastor at the same time. He was an elderly man in his 60s but he was still full of life. He greeted us and asked us to narrate our challenges. I took the stage because my husband is an extrovert and he hardly give details. While I was talking the pastor kept shaking his head in pity After all my stories, he said the next thing was confession of our sins. I knew we were going to have problem with that because I doubt if my husband would want the old man to hear what we did with Prophet Ade. I raised my head and starred at my husband and he turned his face away, then I got the signal. The old man was patiently waiting for us to confess our sins. I was the one who broke the silence, sir we are all liars, we keep malice sometimes, we skip our tithe most times and other sins we do daily unconsciously. The man sighed loudly and began to speak in tongues.
I was not wayward but I knew I have committed an abortion before and I have never told my husband about it. Not even Toyin knew anything about the abortion. It was a secret I had kept for a long time. Could that be the source of our childlessness baba wants us to confess? But how can God block my womb for just one abortion yet I have seen many who lived a dirty lives with several abortions who have good marriage and wonderful children today. This can’t be the reason, I waved the thoughts away. Baba insisted he won’t pray for us if we don’t confess the main sin that had rendered us childless. I excused my husband, is there anything you know that we need to confess? Nothing more than what I have told you before, he replied.
We went back to baba, sir we have thought and flashed back but can’t remember anything we did that we have not confessed. He didn’t argue with us but refused to pray for us, not even a word of prayer. As we drove back home my husband did not utter a word as he drove. I turned from the front seat and looked at Toyin, I thought you said your pastor is powerful and he could help us? Yes, she replied. He had helped many other people and the testimonies are everywhere. Deaconess Adeola waited for fifteen years before she met with papa and today she has been blessed with two boys. Dr Ogun and his wife had no child when they joined our church five years ago but today they have a son. I believe your case won’t be different. The same God who did for Deaconess Adeola and Dr Ogun will do it for you. She encouraged us. When we got home that night we barely talked to each other over the issue. I didn’t want Kassim to ask me if I have something I haven’t confessed. I have told him everything about my paste except for the abortion. I really don’t want him to know about the abortion because his reaction may be devastating.
Kassim is a very jealous man who cannot withstand knowing his wife was ever impregnated by someone he knew. I have confessed to God and he has forgiven me, I can’t open the old wound again. God is merciful and he will not let my sins of many years to be remembered. Kassim’s silence and indifference over what Toyin’s pastor told us worried me a lot but “he that comes to equity must come with clean hands”. I can’t accuse him when I myself is guilty. For one week, none of us said anything about it. Should I go back to baba behind my husband to confess my abortion? What if he insisted I must do the confession before my husband? I can’t stay another year without having my own baby. I need to carry my own child soon. I will summon courage today and talk to Kassim over what baba said. Maybe he has something he’s hiding, he too must confess it.
To Be Continued……