On Wednesday evenings, I used to go for prayer meetings with two of my friends. We were very consistent and never missed a meeting. We prayed on a football park. When I joined, our numbers were not so much. But soon after, more people joined us and we grew in numbers. Our leader was a prophet and at the end of the prayers, he would call some people to give prophecies to them. I was always present, but he had never called me to prophecy to me before. My friends had been called many times, except me. I kept going for the meetings with the hope that one day God will remember me and speak through his servant. That is why on the day I was called, I gave my phone to my friend standing next to me to record the message for me. I didn’t want to miss any word or direction.
The prophecy was disappointing to me. At the time the man of God called me, I was in a relationship with the love of my life. He and I were planning to marry the following year. I had even tried to invite him to the prayer meetings, but he always told me that those meetings would brainwash you. We were both Christians but he had his reservations concerning these prayer meetings. On that day, the prophet told me that he had seen my husband. He said he knew I was in a relationship and the man I was with was not the man I was supposed to marry. He said my husband would come from USA to meet me and marry me. I had to end the relationship with my boyfriend because the witches at his home were conspiring with the witches in my home to destroy my life. He said it was the reason why I had written a lot of applications and gone for some interviews but I hadn’t gotten a job. He said my boyfriend’s spirit and his (the prophet’s) spirit were wrestling each other, and since I am his spiritual daughter, I could not be with someone whose spirit opposes his. I was disappointed, sad, confused. This was a man I had been with for three years. I loved him.
But I have seen this man of God give prophecies that were on point. People came to give their testimonies every Wednesday. One of my friends got a job because he prophesied that she would get a job soon and it happened. My friend even came to share her testimony and gave a seed with her first salary after getting the job. When I got home, I listened to the recording several times. I couldn’t believe God would do this to me. Why should I leave such a good man? I cried for days in my room. Knowing very well that I had to call my boyfriend and break up with him. In the end, I couldn’t do it over the phone so we met in town. I told him that I had to break up with him. At first, he laughed. He thought it was a joke. Both of us were doing so well together that break-up never even crossed our minds. He didn’t believe that it was a decision I had made. I told him I needed some space and time to be on my own. But he knew me so well. He knew someone had manipulated me to end things. I didn’t want to tell him about the prophecy. But he wouldn’t let me go until I gave him a good reason. The place we met in town was too noisy so I told him to meet me at my place in the evening. I loved him so much that it hurt to be away from him.
When he came to visit me in the evening, I didn’t say much. I just played the recording for him to listen to. He listened intently and told me the prophet was fake. He said the man was just using psychology on all of his members. I told him I believed him. He asked if I was going to throw away all that we had built because of a few minutes of prophecy which cannot be verified. In the end, it turned into an argument. Even to the point that I saw tears running down my boyfriend’s face. He was too shocked that I was leaving him because of a prophecy. But even though I was in pain myself, I had decided and there was no turning back.
All of this happened ten years ago today. I still cry because of how stupid I was. I was 28 years when I received the prophecy and broke up with my boyfriend. He tried begging me several times after. But I refused to patch things up. He moved on and met a wiser woman. Together he is married with two children. My two other friends stopped going to the meetings. They are both married with kids too. But I kept going and praying for my husband to come from the USA and marry me. It never happened. In fact, the prophet fell ill and somehow the meetings stopped. Today, I don’t know where he is. Now I know that he didn’t hear from God. He just played with my emotions. I am inching close to 40. I have dated a few men after my boyfriend, but none have come close to the love and bond we shared. I wake up crying because I know that I will regret breaking up with him for the rest of my life.