I woke up quite early today, and could still feel the dryness of the harmattan on my lips. I stretched slightly from the position I was on the bed to switch off the A/C after which I covered properly with a blanket, the beauty sleeping beside me; my wife; a woman I had never expected to be in a relationship with talk less of a life commitment.
This life changing ordeal that is mainly centred on how I met my wife Grace, all started during my university days. But before I go into all that let me introduce myself. I'm Jake, Jake the banger, if there was any hard to get girl on campus, then I am your guy. I shall invade her honeypot like it was a hostile take over, or the cold war once again. The above action however earned me the nickname "the bull" by my friends.
Uni days were fun, as I soon became popular for being a playboy and my sexual prowess soon started to yield me extra cash at school, as I helped some of my guys bang chicks that ordinarily felt too good for them and get paid for it afterwards. I was good... And no matter how difficult a girl was, I always got her, always...
But soon I met Grace, she looked really beautiful the first time I saw her in the lecture Hall (she still is actually). The rhythm of my heart had skipped few beats that day, which made me want to laugh out loud, since clearly love wasn't my thing.
I planned to go after her, same way I went after any girl I fancied, but there was a dent in my plans, dear Gracie was a "church girl"- I hated church girls. I was able to crack a few of them, and while doing the deed, they keep inviting Jesus into the whole scenario, screaming "Jesus, Jesus, Oh My God! etc... And I'm thinking" you
want Jesus to come and catch us naked?"
But apart from the above, I have a preference for bad girls, I like my chicks industrious in bed, not naive or overly innocent. However trouble soon came knocking when Grace got my guy upset and he commissioned me to bang her. My first conversation with Grace was somewhat awkward. "your Grace" I began, trying to use my playboy skills, But the babe didn't even allow me go through three stanza's from my play boy hand book before preaching to me.
Well, it got me so pissed especially as I hadn't even committed the sin to which I had been commissioned and she kept on repeating "give your life to Christ, leave the bondage of sin" and that was when something inside of me broke and I found myself uttering the words "where was your God when my father a pastor and a devoted Christian for 40 years, died alongside my mother who was still carrying my only sibling in her womb", "where was He?" I shouted, startling her before walking away in anger.
She soon came to meet me a few weeks later while I was in the company of some of my friends and asked for some alone time. I immediately took her to my room and shut the door and as was customary my guys stood outside waiting to hear her screams and moans anytime soon.
She was provocatively dressed and Even told me that she had given up the Faith. I promised her that I would be gentle but as my lips traced her neckline she began "John 3:16 for God so loved the world that He..."
"shut up" I shouted, in fact, get out! "Are u sure you want to do this Jake?" she said softly, I'm the most difficult girl to get on campus. So what's the deal? I asked finally, she took a deep breath before replying "I will play along, but you would have to go to Bible study with me on Thursday evening".
I thought of all my niggas outside and the horrible dent it would make on my record if I don't take the deal, thus I finally agreed. She didn't allow me touch her of course but the next thing I knew this babe was screaming like a pro and I could also hear my Niggas hailing me outside "Jake the banger, the Bull!"
And that was how Grace saved my dignity at the detriment of her own, same way Jesus Christ had given his life for ours, I suppose, not that the two sacrifices were equal. I went to Bible Study with her and my people to cut the long story short, it turned from one Bible study to 2 and then it progressed from there. All in all I soon gave my life to Christ and I realised that He has a reason for Everything.
... GOD LIVES...
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