Stories
Russian Roulette
She couldn’t tell how she arrived at her current state in life
It was as if she slept in wealth and woke up in poverty
Like a gambler who got so deep into the vice that he found himself staring down the barrel of a gun in the name of playing Russian Roulette
She rode the wave of fame and fortune until she ran out of waves
Until she ran out of the ocean itself
Most of her age mates got off the fun wave at the right time
They had their fun as single ladies but knew when to call it quits
Her problem was not knowing when to get off the horse
She rode it until it practically died right under her
She rode time until she was out of time
Then it caught up with her
Waking up next to strange men, in strange rooms, surrounded by strangers
One of the men looked at her one day and said to her
What is a girl like you doing here, with this bunch?
You should be building a life for yourself, making a name
She didn’t know how to tell him
That she was bored and in need of some money
That some girl in the female hostel told her about an ushering gig
She did the gig and made some new friends
She and those new friends talked a bit on the bus on their way to the event
She didn’t know exactly what she said or led them to believe
The following weekend when they had an outing as escorts they invited her along
She found herself surrounded by men she only saw on TV and a lot of wealthy treats
It was not the kind of outing where you say no to whoever wanted you
If any of them as much as winked at you
You opened your legs and smile
She just knew that was what was required
She finally had her own Pandora’s box
A secret so bad she couldn’t even share it with herself
She avoided the drugs and the booze
It was the money that turned her on
She liked to be in a room full of powerful people
It gave her a thrill, a heady sensation
She was not in a steady relationship
She was an undergraduate
She felt she was free to do anything she wanted
But time kept count
The guys got out of the game set after set
The girls also got out of it one way or the other
She found herself in a limbo
A lifestyle she got into at 18 had not worn off at 40
There was nothing in front of her
No plans, no future, no man, nothing
Financially she was all set, she had savings and investments both in cash and in pieces of jewelry
The men she spent time with were generous
She didn’t have to spend to meet her needs
The life she knew and loved didn’t want her again
She who once was the queen of the belle began to get bounced at parties
She was simply too old and the fun guys had grown younger
It was a disaster
She found herself in a crisis of sort
What was she to do with her life?
She decided to join a church, embrace religion
It was the only way to get into a new social circle and make new friends
The only way to change your life, redefine and rebrand
If any man be in Christ, he or she is a new creature
Old things have passed away, behold, all things have become new
The church welcomed her with open arms
She found love and a temporary reprieve from her loneliness
She made new friends and found herself immersed in a new way of doing things
But what she really wanted was deeper than the fellowship a church had to offer
She had deep regrets about all the things she should have done while she was still “in town” which she failed to do
She could have married one of the stinkingly rich party boys that featured her and her friends in their extravagant parties
She could have become the mistress of one of them or even the baby mama of one of them
She had so many offers that could have settled her for life
She turned them all down
From high-ranking men in the military to business tycoons
Career politicians to white-collar career bosses
She hobnobbed with the crème de la crème
Her iron was hot but she failed to strike
That was her one regret and she was determined to correct it
She prayed and waited for someone who fitted into her dream to be brought to her by the Holy Spirit
She did everything that the pastor and other believers around her said to be done when you are trusting God for something
Days turned into many days until two years sped by
An old friend from Port Harcourt called her out of the blue around November of the third year after she joined the church
The friend told her a state was sponsoring ladies on pilgrimage to a “Holy land”
One of the rich guys the friend used to date had called her to find out if she was interested or to find him a beautiful lady who was
The friend asked her if she would like to travel to Mecca
She laughed it off at first
What would she want to do in Mecca when she was not a Muslim
The friend told her she would be going as a companion of wealth
A sort of escort but she will be well-paid and given royal treatment throughout the trip
She decided it might be fun
She packed her bag by herself and flew to Abuja to meet her customer
She liked him at first sight
He was married, a polygamist with three wives
He was not looking to marry a fourth wife
She was just to be his companion for the trip
She jumped on the plane
The trip was eventful
She adapted quickly to the dressing and mannerisms of the typical northern woman
From Saudi they went to Dubai and from Dubai they travelled to Jordan and then Egypt
He had business interests in many places
She didn’t mind at all
The longer they were together, the more her plan could come together
She got pregnant
It wasn’t her first
She had gone through abortions as part of the scars of the lifestyle she chose before trying to turn her life around
He didn’t want the baby
She insisted on keeping the baby
They returned to Nigeria a few weeks later
He dumped her in a hotel, acted as if he was just going to buy something, and disappeared
She called and texted and chatted and hoped
He had blocked her everywhere
She was supposed to be a professional escort
Pregnancy was a breach of contract
She returned to Lagos
To her old flat, to her old life, to the church
This time, with a baby on the way and no one to care for her
Her last roll of the dice had turned out to be a failed gamble
Again, the church embraced her and supported her as much as they could until she delivered and settled down as a single mother
Two years later, she got a suitor out of the blue
A young man who came from old money and had travelled abroad from the age of 15 and returned home to work in his father’s company
He was five years younger than her
He began calling and texting
It was a breath of fresh air
They went on dates and started planning about the future
He proposed after six months of their journey together
She said yes
He went home to share the news with his parents
His parents invited the pastor over to their house the following day
A discussion that lasted five minutes sealed her fate
What was said and who said what she did not know
He called her on the phone to call it off
He simply said that upon consultation with friends and family and after deep reflections, he deeply regretted telling her he would no longer be going forward with the wedding plans
She left the church immediately
Wrote the pastor and sent him a stinker
Wrote to many members of the church and met with others
Said so many unprintable things about the church
She claimed the church had not shown her the kind of selfless love that was preached on the altar
What does her past matter? How does her past matter?
Whatever they told him, how does it matter?
She has now come to Christ, she was one of them!
One month later, the young man sent her a mail
He said, “When I told my parents about us they were happy for me
They immediately sent for the pastor to discuss the wedding date and arrangements
The pastor said he was not convinced you were a believer
He said since you joined the church he had observed you from afar and it seems to him like you joined the church just to get a rich husband and then return to your old ways
He cited several examples of several things you had said or did among the brethren that convinced him you were like a wolf in sheep’s clothing
I defended you because I was so sure you were for real
Then he said I should break up with you as a test
If you acted as a believer would, he would accept you are for real but if you acted like an unbeliever I should accept you are not in Christ
This was why I sent you that message with my fingers crossed
I am uncrossing it now, I admit the pastor was right.”
PS: 1 John 2: 19 They went out from us, but they did not really belong to us. For if they had belonged to us, they would have remained with us; but their going showed that none of them belonged to us.
20 But you have an anointing from the Holy One, and all of you know the truth.[e] 21 I do not write to you because you do not know the truth, but because you do know it and because no lie comes from the truth.
The true test of gold is through fire
The Kingdom of God and it’s righteousness was what Christ asked us to seek first, all other things were meant to be added
The pursuit of the other things while pretending to seek Christ has made a mess of the faith of many
Lock your eyes on Jesus, hold steadfastly to His gaze.
-GSW-