BARRENESS RAISED TO POWER TWO?
My husband said; I just wanted to confess that,…. that…….
Oga talk fast; I interjected.
When I was still a single brother, I had s£x with a lady who had an infection. I was treated of the infection by a quack doctor.
This infection was not totally eradicated from my system. This infection led to the destruction of the balls in my scrotum and the doctor confirmed after various tests were carried out that I cannot father a baby anymore. This is because my system does not produce sperm again.
Ahhh……Men can be wicked.
All this while, you have been telling me I am barren.
You had been calling me the he-goat while you are the root cause. You are sterile.
You married me even though you knew you can’t father a baby. You are the reason I’ve not been able to carry my own children all these years; I said in tears.
OH my god!!!!!!
I’m sorry I can’t process this right now, I screamed with tears streaming down my face.
I’ve just been stabbed in the heart…
I left him kneeling there and went into my room. I locked the door.
God why me!!!!!! I started crying. This is so painful.
What are my options? I cannot do Ivf because he doesn’t even produce sperm.
I cannot sleep with another man, that means I will go to hell for adultery. Babies on earth is not worth going to hell for.
I want to have my own children. I want to be called ‘mummy’.
He kept banging at my door, telling me he was sorry, that he had to tell me in the spirit of reconciliation.
Who reconciliation help when I can’t have babies.
I called Pastor, I told him everything that my husband just said.
Pastor handed the phone over to his wife to speak to me.
She told me….
Yes, sister Joy, we had known all these while that your husband was the problem because God had revealed it to us.
We were more interested in settling your home first and we are sure that he will confess it to you at the right time.
Sister Joy, in the spirit of reconciliation, so that Satan will not have any points against you, I want you to forgive your husband, so that your family can move forward. Pastor’s wife concluded.
Please ma; I interjected,
Every time the woman is always asked to forgive but will I forget when I can’t have children?
I could hear Pastor Mrs. telling her husband to park the car and please speak with me. That he needs to tell me the story now.
Sister Joy, we will call you back shortly, kindly allow Pastor to park the car somewhere safe; she said.
Pastor called back and I picked at the first ring.
Sister Joy, your story is similar to mine; he said.
Exactly six months after I started working on getting my wife back and she had started responding to my plans, I got a call from the hospital.
The caller said that my wife was being wheeled to the theatre for an urgent operation.
I was so confused; my wife was never sick.
So, I asked the caller; which wife are you talking about?
He mentioned the names of my wife and the name of the hospital.
I ran to the hospital without a change of clothes. I was wearing two different shoes.
At the hospital, I got the shock of my life…..
My wife came to abort a six-month-old pregnancy because she was sure the baby wasn’t mine.
She didn’t want to confess that she got pregnant for another man.
The doctor that did the first operation, mistakenly tampered with the womb in the process of taking out the six-month-old pregnancy.
She was now bleeding and will probably bleed to death if an urgent operation is not carried out to correct the abnormalities.
Now I have the option of either allowing this woman, who has committed so much infidelity, who was pregnant for another man under my roof to die from bleeding or I should raise one million naira for an operation right now.
Confused, I decided to pray.
Right in front of the doctor, I went on my kneels to pray to God for direction.
I asked the holy spirit to take charge of the situation now.
I know as a human being; I will definitely be emotional and misbehave but if the holy spirit takes over me, I will act as an extension of heaven and my actions will be supported and backed up by God.
The doctors and nurses were looking at me as if I was crazy. My wife who was groaning in pain was staring at me in fear..
I stood up being led of the holy spirit, I went to my wife and I told her that I forgive her from the bottom of my heart.
I let go of the issue. I told her that she should please stay strong for me because we are going to live together till old age.
I gave her a kiss and I sign the form for the operation, telling the doctor that in thirty minutes we will pay for the operation as I am on my way to the bank to transfer the last fund in my account to save my wonderful wife.
The operation took over sixteen hours, as the doctor battled to save my wife from the claws of death.
After the operation was successful, the doctors told me that they would have given up on my wife but could not because there was a man standing outside who loves his wife beyond her faults.
They felt it is their duty to ensure that, that man sees his wife again.
So any time her vitals fall below level, they would all in one accord, start praying that she will come back alive to meet her husband.
That was when I learnt the lesson that love is contagious and true love can save a life.
But the down side of the operation was that, in order to save her life, the womb was removed permanently.
So, Sister Joy, as at today, my wife does not have a womb.
We hope that God will do a miracle and give us children. She has not had a single menstruation after that operation.
But these facts never disturb the joy in our marriage. In-fact as at today, I never wish to have married any other lady other than the best wife God has given me.
Sister Joy, your case is different. It is just sperm that is not being produced.
God can easily change the hormones to start giving children, but God can only answer your prayers when you forgive him totally and love him according to biblical standards.
So, stand up, go back to your husband, forgive him and let it go.
Haaaa Pastor; I replied.
I am a woman ooo. I have blood running in my veins. I am not a machine. How do I just forgive and let go like that???
Pastor replied me,
Do you know that Jesus was not a machine when he died on the cross of Calvary to forgive you of sins you are yet to commit?
My sister, if you want God to fight for you always, then you must obey Jesus 100% of the time.
Please go and forgive your husband.
You can also give him the treatment I gave my wife when she came back from the hospital after the operation.
Ok sir; I replied…..
Now you are talking. What treatment can I give him now?
I need to do something to make him know that he has hurt me.
Pastor replied; What I gave my wife was the dinner treatment…
Haaaa Pastor!!!! I should cook again for a sterile man?
Am I the one that offended?
Is it an offense to be a woman?
For the first time, I shall disobey this Pastor.
THE POISONED DINNER
In my heart, without saying it out, I decided that for the first time, I shall disobey this Pastor.
I overheard Pastor telling his wife that “the Holy Spirit just informed me that Sister Joy want to disobey us”.
Ahhh, no ooo sir, I didn’t plan that ooo; I blurted out to redeem my image.
Pastor Mrs. at the other end now said; she is denying like Sarah did in the bible…
I discovered I was lying to my Pastor, ahhh, bad habit.
I’m sorry Pastor sir, it’s just not easy for me to cook again for the man who deprived me of babies yet accuses me. I replied Pastor.
I guess they must have placed their phone on speaker now. They were both speaking to me without passing the phone around.
The dinner treatment was gotten from the bible ma, Pastor stated.
I will give you three examples of those who used dinner to deal with their situations.
Judas had sold Jesus out, he had planned the evil already. If Jesus fought him for the wrong he did, he will be defensive.
But rather Jesus fed him. Gave him a special treatment at the table. His conscience made him commit suicide because he had just hurt a man who fed him.
Esther could have eaten with the king alone and reported Haman to the king, but she fed him with two dinners. The king seeing that Esther fed her enemy, decided to fight for Esther himself.
When his wicked brothers came to Egypt to buy food, he set a table before them and fed them. When he finally told them who he was, their fear tripled because they don’t understand why someone they offended should give them dinner.
Sister Joy are you there? Pastor asked.
Yes sir, I’m here sir; I replied.
I never saw this dinner treatment as a biblical principle sir.
What should I do sir? I asked Pastor with all eagerness.
Pastor continued; It is a dinner between God, your husband and yourself.
Strictly following the Esther, Hamanand the king model.
The bible passage for this dinner can be found in Romans chapter twelve starting from verse seventeen…
Romans 12:17 Recompense to no man evil for evil. Provide things honest in the sight of all men. 12:18 If it be possible, as much as lieth in you, live peaceably with all men. 12:19 Dearly beloved, avenge not yourselves, but rather give place unto wrath: for it is written, Vengeance is mine; I will repay, saith the Lord. 12:20 Therefore if thine enemy hunger, feed him; if he thirst, give him drink: for in so doing thou shalt heap coals of fire on his head. 12:21 Be not overcome of evil, but overcome evil with good.
Sister Joy are you still with me? Pastor asked.
Yes sir, I’m following with rapt attention sir; I replied.
So this is what you will do; Pastor continued.
1) Prepare a nice dinner.
2) Outdo yourself with the dinner preparation.
3) Invite the offending partner to the table.
4) Serve the meal with all love and care.
5) Praise your spouse for all they did well.
6) Ask your spouse to tell you where you were wrong.
7) Don’t talk about the many faults of your partner.
8) Finish the dinner with a well-prepared prayer.
In the final prayer, thank God that you fasted and prayed and God was kind enough to join in the meal.
End the prayer telling God in front of your spouse that you hand over your spouse to Him totally from now on…
Close the dinner and quietly watch God do your talking on your behalf….
My sister within fourteen days, your spouse will call you for proper reconciliation.
This had worked in many marriages and I know it can work in yours. Are you with me? Pastor concluded.
Yes Sir, I will do as you had directed Sir; I replied.
We will be praying for you over here; Pastor Mrs. replied me.
I ended the call and went out of my room.
My husband had left my door and gone upstairs…
I inserted my favorite music into the living room sound system, I microwaved the meal that was left on the table before the confession.
I noticed a bottle by the fridge, hmmm
One spirit told me that the content of the bottle will be potent. It could earn me my freedom from a marriage created on deceit.
At first, I resisted that voice but again I remember the no sperm saga, I walked straight to the bottle, I sprinkled little quantities into his meal. His meal alone
I went into my husband’s room to call him for dinner. I was blasting in tongues all the way.
The door of his room was ajar when I got there so I went in straight to meet him by the bed. I knelt down and told him; “My head, your food is on the table”
Like the speed of light, my husband jumped down from the bed and prostrated before me. With all the bandages, he looked like a broken doll.
I was confused. Pastor didn’t tell me how to handle this kind of case.
I’m sorry Joy, I’m so sorry. I beg you in the name of God. My husband said in earnest.
Haba, Oga stop prostrating, just come eat please. I replied.
I’m no more hungry; he said.
Ahhhh meal that I have spiced with life altering agent. That meal is my freedom out of this sham marriage. I needed to do anything to get him to eat oooo
So, I put on my best persuasive face.
Please my Lord, I spent time making this food, I cooked it for my husband. Please don’t allow my effort go to waste.
You have made mistakes but we will be together even in death; I said smiling at him.
He concurred and followed me downstairs.
I went into the kitchen to get cold drinks from the fridge. On my way back to the dining, I saw my husband sniffing the food.
Oops, I hope my mixture doesn’t give bad odour….
He tried to exchange the plates of food, so that I’ll eat his and he’ll eat mine.
My husband looked at me in cold resignation and said;
Joy, as it gotten to the stage where you want to kill me? I can see and can smell something funny inside this food. No wonder you said it is death that will keep us together.
I looked at him, smiled and confessed.
Yes, I spiced the food.
Yes, the food is supposed to lead to death.
🙆🏼♂ahhhh mogbe…. My husband said with hands on his head.
Joy what did you put in my food? My husband asked.
I walked to the kitchen to bring it. Not because I wanted to obey him, but to proof to him that he had pushed me to the wall.
As soon as he saw the bottle, his mouth opened very wide, but no sounds came out.
He was shocked beyond words.
OH THIS MY HUSBAND