Their hostel is an old mud-house but as at the time of her
admission into the university that house was Noah”s ark for her; aside
that, her next place to stay would be on the streets.
Gift was just a fresher and hasn’t made friends since she came to Awa street,
Ogun State, Nigeria.
How she has eagerly waited to go to higher institution! Her
wildest dreams is to be a graduate and someday wear Corper”s uniform at
Youth Service.
Unpacking her belongings from the Ghana must go sack her mum bought for her to
pack her things to campus; she paused for a moment and said “Lord Jesus
you have brought me to this new phase of my life by your grace, provided my
tuition fee miraculously through my single mom. I came to this school with a
vow of my love to you that I will be diligent in my academic, serve you with my
gift in the choir and if my marriage doesn’t happen in the course of my stay in
campus; please Lord uphold me to keep my body in purity till I graduate from
this institution in Jesus mighty name!
“Amen” Gift screamed with all joy.
Few Months later, she became close with a 200level Law Student,
and he happens to be her only friend. Everything happens so fast and they both
started dating.
Gift can’t just explain the connection between her and Jack. He wooed her. She
downloaded her dealings with God to Jack and he agreed to sexually pure
Relationship.
Few Months down the line, one afternoon after studying together,
one thing led to the other and romance set in.
Jack apologize thereafter but Gift just wouldn’t stop feeling guilty.
“Please Jack I don’t ever wanna do this again” Gift
announced annoyingly
Oh really? Eh No problem! I have heard ” Jack snapped at her in response
“But you promised me from the beginning of this relationship that there
wouldn’t be sex in our relationship? Gift queried
“And of course I am not having sex with you, am I? ” Jack defended
“I know we are not yet having direct sex but I am not feeling comfortable
in my spirit with all these smooching, caressing, fingering and oral sex! I am
feeling spiritually drained! I can’t do this anymore! ” Gift said
dejectedly
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A year after….
Gift and Jack have had enough Romance and this practice has become a normal
activity
Infact one of her hall mates named her Cindarella always
encourage Gift that as long as she’s inlove with Jack,theres no big deal about
having sex. “sex is an expression of true love”
This statement always ring like a bell in Gift”s ears especially now that
Jack”s only memory verse is “Let’s take our relationship to the next
level “
“sex?” No!
On a second thought, Gift said calmly
“And I love Jack o”
It was Sisters Weekend in Gift’s church and Pastor Mrs Omoniyi
Esther was invited to speak on “Far Above Rubies”
That woman is got the passion! She was explaining by the Scriptures that every
woman is a free-born and liberated to have a relationship with God. The part
that really hit Gift was the statement this woman made saying “A woman is
a fragment of God! Created not to be a sex-toy but Mandated to fulfill an
assignment! Sculptured after the similitude of a Palace for a king who is her
husband”
Gift left the program excitedly with a fresh resolution to serve Jesus in
purity.
The Sexual pressure from Jack becomes too hard days after her rededication and Gift started growing weary with his constant pleas.
One evening, Gift was in the lecture hall when a team from World
Health Organization visited, they came to enlighten the students on HIV/AIDS.
Emphasis was laid on “Safe Sex” distributing condoms to all the
students with humorous shouting of “If you no gree hold body, use
condom”
One of her close friends was alarmed to see Gift stretching out her hand to
collect CD.
“I just want to see what it looks like” Gift storted out.
Gift collected the condom out of curiosity. She was 25 and has never seen a CD in her life. Upon getting to her hostel, she freshened up, picked up and stuck the condom into her purse.
Where did Gift go to?
What does she want to do with a pack of Condom?
To be continued.
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Written By Esther EBUNOLUWA Omoniyi
omoniyiesther1@gmail.com
