Born Again or Not,All Men Are Wicked! (2)


I knew Amos was always the talk of any girl in church. The girls never failed to make their feelings known. Even my best friend, Janet had eyes for Amos , so you can imagine the pain she felt when I told him about my meeting with Amos that day.
“You are joking right?” she finally asked after being speechless for what was like eternity.
“No, I’m not joking. I’m serious about what I’ve just told you. He came to me after…”
“But why you?”
“What do you mean?”
“You’re not that pretty now! She blurted out rudely.

Ah! Why are you talking like this, Janet?”
“He’s supposed to be mine. I know you’ve never liked me before. You even went a step further to snatch my man from me!”
‘Your man? But you didn’t tell me .. .’
‘I don’t have to tell you.”
‘But he didn’t even ask you out.’
“Well, I was actually about to ask him out,
“Byoyfriend snatcheer!
We had quarrelled real hard that day I was surprised that even my best friend would act that way.
From other girts, it as expected, but from my best friend? I found it unbelievable. Wel!, Amos was a god
and a man all rolled up in one. He was tall and handsome. What set him apart from other men was his quiet nature. He never spoke to anyone in church except when he was asked a question. He had a beautifully shaped nose, lips, that’d make any woman
what to fall right into it, a great physique that’d make a woman want to slap the biggest and toughest man around, so strong and well built. Being in his arms could make you feel safe from the reach of …
“Sister Kate? Sister Kate’, I felt a hand shake me out of my thoughts. I focused real hard before l realized twas BrotherAmos.
“Oh , sorry, my mind was so far away I didn’t get what you were saying.’
” I was wondering if I could lake vou out to lunch or better still dinner, if you don’t mind?”
” No, I don’t mind. In fact, we can go now if you want.”
“Okay, then, hop in.” He said as he strolled over to open the door for me.
I could feel a lot of female eyes piercing through my back as I got into his Mercedes C..cJass car. They didn’t exist for all I cared. I was dating a rich and some brother who was God-fearing and a true husband material , what more could any woman ask to? He took me to a fast food eatery where he treated me to a delicious meal. l1e treated me like I was so special My head was in the douds. The first date led to several other dates and after two months, I was perfectly sure that he was the right man for me and I told I was ready to get married to him. Then we decided a ell the pastor. A big mistake we did make.
‘Sister Kate, the Lord says I should tell you and brother Amos not to get married. He is against this union. I foresee a lot of things for the both of you and they are not too pleasant, I tell you.’
My pastor’s words came pouring like a pack of knives slicing every bit of my heart. I almost fainted while I sat with him. Who had paid him to make such a statement? It must be one of those desperate sisters who thought they could use their money or even influence to destroy a person’s life. But not mine.
They had another thing coming their way.
Pastor, I don’t’ know the kind of trick You’re playing or who paid you to do this kind of thing but I should let you know that the both of us have prayed and the lord has confirmed this marriage.’
“Do not use the name of the Lord your God in vain.
He has said His word. It is left for you to obey.”
But we disobeyed the voice of God. Two months later, Amos and I got married in another church with my sister standing as my maid of honour. It was a very big wedding. My parents couldn’t have been happier for me.
For our honeymoon, my Amos took me out of the country where we spent two months together. It was perfect, just the way I’d imagined that it’d be.
“Darling1 I didn’t know you smoked or even drink?’ I’d said one evening when he’d taken me out to a pub for some drinks.
I was totally shocked by the way he did it all, like a pro who had perfected his act well.
‘I’m so sorry I didn’t tell you about this love,’ he said, holding both items up. “I didn’t want you to know because I thought you wouldn’t want to marry me if I told you.’
‘But you know it won’t change the love I have for you.’

He shrugged. “I’m sorry, I guess,’ He said and downed his drink in one gulp, asking the bartender for more. I accepted him that way. I mean, what more could he possibly do? I soon got to find out when we got back from our honeymoon because things began
to change. Two months after our arrival, my husband came back from the office one evening without a smile on his lace.
“Sweetheart, what seems to be the problem?” I asked, rushing to where he sat with his hands holding his head. He replied by handing me a letter. As I read through it, my heart did a double take. A sack letter?

I’ve been laid off.” He finally said as if to confirm my question.
‘But why?”
“Didn’t you read it in the letter? God, Kate I thought they said I was the best staff ever. They told me they can never do without me. Now they say they are cutting down on staff and they take me out? I don’t understand this one bit.” He kept murmuring to himself. I was too far gone in my thinking to even hear him. We had spent a lot of money on our wedding and honeymoon and from what I’ve seen, Amos’ account wasn’t doing pretty well and I didn’t have much in my bank, thanks to the fact that Amos had made me resign from my job since he said he could afford to take care of me forever.
‘Don’t worry love, everything will be all right. “I assured him.
But things didn’t go right. If for anything, they got worse with each day that came. For two whole years Amos went about hunting for a job, but inspite of his wonderful credentials, he still couldn’t get one. I on the other hand, tried to secure myself one but I also met with brick walls. Things got so bad that we soon had to start selling things. We sold the cars, the electrical appliances and worse, we sold the house.
We moved from a rented apartment hoping that when things got back to normal, we’d be able to buy another one. ,
During those periods, Amos changed. He took more to drinking and excessive smoking. He stopped going to church completely. We stopped praying as he said there was no point in doing so, that God hadn’t answered our prayers ~
Then the fights came. Amos decided to channel his frustration towards me. He’d come back late at night from a drinking parlour and would pick on anything I did.
‘Why didn’t you answer the door on time he’d bark.
‘But I opened on the first knock.’
A slap would come, followed by the beatings I turned into his punching bag and there were even times when I’d been rushed to the hospital by our neighbours.
“She is the cause of my downfall,” my husband would never hesitate to tell anyone around him.
“I started going down immediately I married her.
She’s no good news at all!

…To Be Continued