Christian Dating: How to Navigate Proposal as a Young Lady (Part 2)

                                                             When LOVE frowns.

“Everyone seems to be happy, when the scent of my blossoming fills the air, but everyone becomes sad when the faintest of my whiff is sought after. We all are guilty of this.”

LOVE POV.

I float invisible in the wide lawn of Yale university. I have been around for a while on this campus and I seriously want to settle in a heart that is as rich as my taste. I broaden my sensitive horizon by exhaling a calm aura. Yale university students haven’t known me in a long while. The last time I came here was to fulfill the wish of a forty six years old spinster; a doctorate degree holder in human kinetics. Right now, she is happily married and adopting a lovely child.

“Oh my God! Such calmness and grace!”, I could hear James whistled. He had just seen a beautiful black cutie. Unaware of the truth that he has caught my ‘air’ and that seems to be doing magic to his visual senses. With this, I floated quickly to his side before the young lady would settle down to sip from her cup of skimmed milk.

“Actually, she looks very gorgeous", I noticed, “they would make a good pair”.

 Sitting close to James, helped me sensed his thoughts. 

Doing that made me tell his kind -it made me want him- James, a 26years old white man from Bloomingfield in North America and a brainy finalist of Sociology and Anthropology in the prestigious college.

 

 

 

 

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 “Oh mon Dieu! Je ne savais pas! (Oh my God! I didn’t know)”, Allison, a french man could not do without infusing his language into any form of casual conversation.

“Why are you surprised? Don’t you know?”, James smiled. He knew what his friend was driving out, but he needed him to talk, so he could savor the pleasant imagery of the first encounter with his girlfriend turned wife, once and again.

“Vraiment? (Really!)”, Allison stared at him inquisitively.

“Qui (Yes)”, James returned chuckling. Who would believed that his love relationship with Keziah, the black cutie would graduate into marriage. Well, here was he and it had been a year and half down the line with her.

“That your marriage with this African beau can be so admirable and struggle- free? How did you do it?”, Allison wanted to know. 

James would tell him, though. But I won’t inhabit Allison, not until he believes in me and see me as a literal virtue. I know no race, age, color or social status, neither am I partial. Until he is a willing thinker of me, until then.

 

 

 

 

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"What? Hospitalized? She can't be in labour so soon", James screamed, as the call ended on that note.

 I know what is going on, but I can't help. There are things my limit can manage...

Keziah is six months pregnant, but has been diagnosed of stage 2 breast cancer. Her chances of being alive in three months time is very slim. Though, James doesn't know this yet, he will be intimated when he meets the doctor in charge. They are planning to induce abortion at the hospital, so as to save her life. But James would have none of it, because it is his first child -his first seed- the physical fruit of their love.

He picks the next available flight to Bahamas to see his dear wife, the intended proposals for new contracts could wait.

 

 

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At the hospital.

"She has been examined and that is the only solution we can proffer", the attending female nurse related.

"But there was no inkling that she was cancerous in the breast, she never mentioned it", James thought as he weighed what never seemed like an option.

"So what is the solution?", James found himself asking.

"Induced abortion. After that, there would be a way to stabilize her health", the doctor explained, "we could only say that the pregnancy exposed it. Both breasts are affected".

He heaved a sigh of relief and told them to commence the operation.

While they were at it, he prayed and even connected with his pastor for a chained prayer session

 

 

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 "I am sorry, we did our best, but she couldn't make it out alive", here was the doctor spilling the most dreaded words.

"You are joking", James dolled up. He became very hysterical as he jumped up at them. He aimed to run through the hallway to Keziah's ward to shake her and believe that all these were but a dream.

Alas! He was pulled back. The medics who were present embraced him as they offered consoling words. James was distraught. He couldn't believe it. But the truth was that Keziah was gone and away with their unborn baby girl.

"Why Love...why why why?", he cried, refusing to be consoled . "Why would I have to love a woman perfectly and everything then crashes at its peak?".

 

 

 

 

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So I frown.

I frowned because I am usually not in my best of state when such questions are directed at me.

I possessed his thoughts, so I spoke from his heart. "Memories are wonderful and beautiful to look upon. Hers is a treasure to cherish for evermore. I did my best in making your path cross with hers, but fate had its own plan.”

 

 

 

 

 

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LOVE POV.

Hi Jessica,

This is just to say that, LOVE is not all there is to get a good bearing in life . 

Endeavour to always seek the God-factor in every ramifications of your life. 

Let the story of Keziah and James challenge you!

The above story is a rare pointer to the solemn fact that, love doesn’t conquer all.

“It is rarely known that LOVE in itself can not calm down the raging tempest and burning embers, that would at one time or the other rears up its ugly head(s) to test the acidic depth of all marriages, (without exception). What goes further to strengthen the exceptionally-intended one is not Love; though its one of the greatest virtue. 

There lies an underlining factor that deepens and solidifies any respectable form of human relationship  (whether in the passage to a marital bond or other forms). If you dare to stretch your ‘wisdom muscles’ taut, you would know that the God-factor has to be in it. He has to have a say before anyone or anything else. This is because, God knows the end from the beginning. He sees our futures in billions lens that we can only but envisage in our natural ability.”

Dear sister-in-waiting, I really do hope when we meet, you wouldn't think I am the Alpha and Omega, please never think such, God alone is the Greatest!

From the stables of LOVE.