Written by Mofoluwake Omololu.
“You don’t really think God told the pastor’s wife about us, do you?! ‘Cause, I was thinking and maybe it had actually only been a joke.” she asked after she was done reading.
Kola shook his head, “maybe it had been a joke, but what if it wasn’t? What if God had decided to expose us for who we are? I thought for a bit it could be Satan too, glorifying himself by making us miserable. We’re the only ones connected to the Rio thing who know the pastor or his wife, I hope Shola doesn’t have a clue what happened that night but even if he did he doesn’t know them.”
Lara sat up and looked at him, “but why were you reading about Bathsheba and David and Prophet Nathan. It’s not the same you know?” she asked him.
“I know, but yesterday I dozed off for a bit and I’m not sure but I think I had a dream. I saw a lighted human figure, I’m assuming was an angel, he had a placard on which were written “NOTHING IS KEPT HID THAT IS DONE IN THE DARK” and I awoke with the thought of Nathan coming to David and I proceeded to study it and connect the dots.
“As I read I began to understood that David had hoped that what he and Bathsheba had done had been done in the dark and wouldn’t bear any repercussions. They had been caught in the moment and sin was the outcome but David must have assumed that if nobody knew what had transpired between them then they could pretend it didn’t happen.
“Then when Bathsheba realized that she was with child, knowing full well that it wasn’t her husband’s she went to David to let him know that their escapade had yielded.
“And David, rather than repent, sought ways to cover up his sins even more. Trying and failing to lure Uriah into the midst, he added to his sin by mudering an innocent man.
“But how did the prophet Nathan come to know about it? Was it a direct ministration from God? Was it a palace source that saw her come and go, or even the one or those sent to fetch her? What if somebody comes to know about us like Nathan did? That scares me. I think that it shouldn’t be as bad for us though, since we repented, right honey? And, I don’t think what we did was that bad, right?”
Lara had been listening intently and now shook her head in response to Kola’s questions, then she was quiet for a moment as Kola watched her for any further reaction.
“Sin is sin, dear, we have learnt that there isn’t a measure of sin that makes any worse than the other. It is the same devil that gets one to tell a small lie that uses another person’s own weakness to get him to fornicate, or even commit murder. He manifests to the extent that we refuse to submit our weaknesses to Christ, let go of them, and allow them to rule us, I think.
“We repented though, I hope that God forgives us and doesn’t punish us for our sin, howbeit presumptuous. I’m scared too, if the Holy Spirit, as I’m assuming He was, placed this in your heart, then what is going to become of us and this child that I carry? Am I going to lose this child that I have waited for so long for? Kola, why did you do this to us now, the child in the story dies, is that to be our fate with this one?!
She was crying now and Kola held her, “I don’t think that the reason for our needing to study David’s own journey was so we would know that the child you carry would die. Please don’t talk like that, we’ll pray and we’ll fast and God will not let an innocent child die. You already said it, it’s not the same.”
Lara sighed and reminded Kola that fast and pray was exactly what David had done, and how it had worked out for him.
They remained silent for several minutes and then Kola spoke, “I think we should talk to somebody about all these”.
Lara screamed a hearty ‘NO!!!’ as she sprang to her feet staring Kola down with fire in her eyes.
“But, Lara, we need help, one day we’re in peace and then next we’re fighting. What’s been done’s been done, but we cannot seem to leave it behind us. It keeps coming back at us, not that it won’t continue to but if we could make complete peace with the situation, it won’t tear us apart. It’s been said that a problem shared is a problem solved, right?” Kola asked.
Lara looked at him from the edge of the sofa where she was sitting, she sighed and drooped her head. “I’ll rather we didn’t tell anybody, we’re a team, with an able Leader, Mediator, and Counsellor; and I’m sure with a repentant heart, Jesus Christ, our Master and Friend will make us know what to do with our situation.
Then she began singing the popular hymn, as Kola joined in:
What a friend we have in Jesus,
All our sins and griefs to bear!
What a privilege to carry
Everything to God in prayer!
Oh, what peace we often forfeit,
Oh, what needless pain we bear,
All because we do not carry
Everything to God in prayer!
Have we trials and temptations?
Is there trouble anywhere?
We should never be discouraged—
Take it to the Lord in prayer.
Can we find a friend so faithful,
Who will all our sorrows share?
Jesus knows our every weakness;
Take it to the Lord in prayer.
Are we weak and heavy-laden,
Cumbered with a load of care?
Precious Savior, still our refuge—
Take it to the Lord in prayer.
Do thy friends despise, forsake thee?
Take it to the Lord in prayer!
In His arms Hell take and shield thee,
Thou wilt find a solace there.
After they were done singing, Kola, promised that they would try to deal with the situation themselves, with Jesus in the center. He held her hand and they prayed. Then they retired to their bedroom where they consumated their agreement as man and wife.