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Added: Feb 25
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Devil
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I stood up from my bed in excitement. Zack was still sleeping, well covered in a white duvet. I pecked his forehead and tied my robe.

As I slipped into my slippers and opened the door, I bumped into Zoe who was shaking with excitement.


‘Mum’
she called out smiling


‘Zoe’
I called her too, wondering what had happened


‘God is real!’
she exclaimed and I threw my head back in assurance of that fact.


‘Sure he is!’

‘Mummy, he is really really really really real!’
she exclaimed, falling on her knees with tears on her face.

‘Ok daughter, what happened?’ I asked as we sat on a couch.

‘Mum, you can’t believe it.’

‘What? You saw a vision?’
I asked and her mouth was suspended with her mouth widened.

‘Mum, how did you know?’ she asked, obviously perturbed


‘I asked God to help me show you a vision’
I replied.

I suddenly woke up in the midnight and heard Zoe praying really hard. I knelt down too and prayed on my own when God showed me a vision about Zoe. It was too beautiful that I asked God to confirm its beauty by showing it to her herself.

How can answers to prayer be that immediate?


‘Really? So, it’s possible? That I ask God to show someone else a vision I had just seen?’
she asked, naivety written all over her face


‘Yes darling. Very much possible. God’s word says, command me concerning the works of my hands and it shall be established’
I said and she nodded


‘I see. God told me the name of my husband. Did he tell you too?’
she asked and I smiled broadly.



‘Yes He did’ I replied and her eyes broadened

‘One two go, lets chorus it together’ she said and whistled with her mouth


‘Sam!’
we echoed together and though I trusted God’s mighty power, I couldn’t fathom what just happened.
God is real!
We just don’t exercise God’s powers as Christians

He is ready to tell us anything, any secret, any solution- just about anything!


‘Did God show you any other thing?’
she asked and I looked up, trying to remember.
I shook my head.


‘No. He did to you?’
I asked and she nodded, but her face was downcast


‘What?’
I asked again and she looked up, obviously confused and somewhat dejected


‘The person was also my crush and you just taught me that a crush would always crush its crushee. So, I am confused’
she said and I sighed

Holy Spirit, what should I say now?


‘Zoe, erm… that was why I added that ‘most time’ if you can remember vividly. Its not every time that your crush crushes you. Sometimes God might be behind the crush as long as it’s clean’
I tried to rectify my words

‘Oww, so it could be true really?’ she asked excitedly and I watched on


‘Who did you see? Who is Sam?’
I asked and she looked at me, surprised


‘Mummy, my Sam!’
she exclaimed, tugging at my shoulder and I tried and tried to remember to no avail! She looked disappointed
The doorbell rang.

We looked at each other


‘Who is there?’
I asked as I picked the receiver


‘Madam, na one guy dey ask for aunty o’
The gateman said

‘What’s his name?’ I asked


‘Oga, what’s your name?’

the driver seemed to be asking.

This guy doesn’t just know his job at all!
Get all details before putting the call through to the main building but he won’t listen.


‘Ma, this is Sam Anjolaoluwa’
I heard a very distinct gritty voice and my hands went numb


‘Sam?’
I screamed


‘Sam?’
Zoe asked, eyes widened


‘Yes ma.’

‘Please come in’
I said hurriedly and dropped the receiver.

I went close to Zoe and held her shoulder, trying so hard to catch my breath.


‘Sam Anjolaoluwa….does it ring a bell?’
I asked and she stood up


‘Mum, is he the one at the door?’
she asked anxiously


‘That was what I heard. You know him? ’
I asked


‘Jesus!’
she exclaimed and ran up the stairs excitedly. I tried to remember what name that was but no!

The only Anjolaoluwa family that I knew didn’t have a Sam.

Or, did it?

There was a knock at the door.

I stood up and walked to the door to open when I heard my daughter whispering.


‘Mum, wait! Don’t open yet’


I was shocked as I saw her dressed in long purple royal floral gown, her hair packed into a pony tail with different hairclips arranged in it.


‘Jesus Christ! What is this?’
I asked almost disgustingly.

She looked surprised


‘It’s not nice?’
she asked


‘See, the powder on your face can be enough to make a piece of buns if it were flour’
I exaggerated and she chuckled as I quickly reduced it with the shawl on my neck.


‘And I don’t know the meaning of these clips when you are not a baby.’
I added, about to remove it when she moved away
‘I like them that way’ she said and I shrugged


‘That’s your own wahala’
I said and the knock sounded again


‘I am coming’
I responded as if I was so far away


‘Ready?’
I whispered. Zoe ran back upstairs and gave me a thumbs up.

I opened the door and there in front of me was the most handsome young man I had ever seen.


‘Good morning dear’
I greeted and he prostrated flatly
I smiled.

‘You are welcome my son.’ I said as I gave offered him a seat.

‘Thank you ma’ he responded as he sat down. I sat down too.

‘This face looks familiar. Your name sounds familiar too’ I started.


‘Mummy, you can’t recognize me?’
he asked beautifully.

‘No I can’t’ The more I tried to figure it out, the more I became confused.


‘Ok ma. I will tell you ma.’
he said calmly. He adjusted his tie and took of his suit.
He felt really at home.
I love that!


‘You taught Zoe and I about saying no to the Devil’s Proposal!’
He smiled and his face glowed.

My understanding became clear.

Sam!

My daughter’s first crush ever!
Jesus Christ!


‘Am I for real?’
I asked ti be sure.
He smiled


‘I came to say hello to Zoe. Its been years’

‘Lizzy’s child?’
I asked again.
I wasn’t out if my shock already.

I tried hard to calm down but I couldn’t.

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