The holidays were finally over. For
this one time, the holidays seemed far too long. I was about to meet him for
the first time; of course we had known each other before, but not like
this. It had felt like eternity. We had done
enough of the long phone calls and thrilling text messages (some people were
just born to ruin others with punch lines I think). We were two weeks old in
our relationship. This happened after months of him convincing me and me
convincing myself. I finally gave in. Something seemed off, but I managed
sweeping the skeptical thoughts under the carpet. I wanted to enjoy this. It
had been a long time coming.
Then I finally got to Eldoret. In
just a few minutes and I would be in the campus. He had gotten there earlier, so
I knew I would find him, waiting for me. My heart, it was playing catch up with
the speed at which my blood was travelling. I couldn’t wait to meet him.
The mat seemed a bit slow but we finally got there. It took us into the
Student Center, which was just perfect. Nobody loved the journey from stage to
the hostel, and with a suitcase. So there he was. The moment was finally
here…and…it did not feel as I had anticipated. That spark…it wasn’t there. I
tried feigning a smile but it just had no energy. I figured he could tell which
made me feel worse. That hug…it was engulfed with disappointment. Some things
are hard to hide. However, I chose to still give it a shot. I liked him. He
made an awesome friend and confidant. Best of all, he was saved. ‘What else would a girl want?’ I thought, ‘I was doing it
for the glory of God anyway. It had to work!’ Consolation Galore!
The following two weeks felt like a
huge burden had been placed on my shoulders; trying to play in love. I had to
drag myself to check up on him. His calls sometimes just made me sick. The
thrill that was in his texts somehow just disappeared. I had to push myself to
do anything that would signify my love for him. I was running out of fuel. I
just couldn’t take it anymore.
Then push came to shove. I decided to
go up to him and tell him. This was just too much for me. He was giving so much
of himself. It was evident he was into it, while I was struggling, just to
match up. I felt I was not being fair to him. So I decided to approach him with
the ‘It’s not you, it’s me’ perspective. ‘I just don’t feel like I love you as
much as you love me. I think we should break this off early before it goes too
deep’. I couldn’t help shedding tears, yet he seemed so calm; like he knew I
was coming to break up with him. I had to pry, which didn’t yield much. So I
asked him to pray. I knew he would be honest with God and maybe say something
that would help me know the state of his heart. I loved that he did not play
the pity card. I feared so. A portion of me held him with so much esteem for
that reason. Nevertheless, I was so sure I could not love him. It was official:
he was not my type.
Afterwards, I felt much lighter. That
load on my shoulders was finally off me. Pheux! Fast forward to two years later
and God decides to glorify Himself in a way so beautiful. The same guy that I
walked away from is the same guy I am now so head over heels in love with.
When I met Joseph one year, seven
months ago in 2015 (one year and three months after our break up), I knew he
was just one of those campus guys you cross paths with and then that’s it.
Little did I know the awesome plans that God had in store. I had gotten so used
to dismissing any attempts of his to ask me to be his girlfriend. I would
actually cringe at the thought of being his wife, so I did not even entertain
the idea. I knew we were not meant to be.
Then there was this night, it was mid-August
2015, right after I had done my night devotion and prayer. For some time, I had
been praying and waiting. In my heart, I felt I needed to be found by that
person I would settle down with. In my head, I scrutinized the caliber of men I
already knew and sadly, none of them seemed to be ‘it’. Then suddenly, Joseph
drops into my mind; sort of like out of nowhere. At that point, it felt like
the jigsaw I was trying to fill in was finally complete. I wondered how blind I
had been not to know.
It suddenly beat me how, in spite of
him knowing my shortcomings, he still wanted me in his life. He knew so much
about me, some of which is awful, and yet he still pursued me. Tears began
flowing down my cheeks right there. ‘This is not happening!’ Without even me
realizing it, we had gotten so close at that time. I wondered how I was going
to tell him about my new view of things. Some two days before then, he had
asked me if there was any chance of us dating and as usual, I dismissed him,
without even blinking an eye. ‘Now what to do?’ I presented it to God and asked
Him to direct me if this was indeed His will.
During one of the evenings as we
texted, a few days later, I gathered courage and asked him. ‘What would you
think if I told you I had a different view of things?’ From the context of the
conversation we were having, he could easily tell what I was talking about. We
were texting but I could tell the manner of shock he was in at my words. We
slept on it. ‘Maybe I was having stray thoughts,’ we concluded. However, I
became more sure as the days went by. It was unbelievable, even for me. Joseph
tells this whole tale in more detail in the three-part series of Our Love Story. You can check it out
later if you haven’t.
How do I know that God worked all
this out? I will explain this in four parts.
1. I came face to face with the love of Christ
Through
Joseph, God has taught me how to love like He does. I marveled at how Joseph
pursued me even while he was fully aware of my flaws. I had not known such love
before. I knew God loved me, as explained in John 3:16. I had however not seen
how practical this could get. Joseph knew me beyond my physical and yet he
still loved me. He was ready to take me in as I was. Romans 5:8 puts it even
better, ‘But God demonstrates His
own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us.’ This
portion of scripture had never been this alive in me. How God loved me despite
the mess I was in. He still kept pursuing me, as He is doing for you who has
not accepted His free gift of salvation yet. Christ calls us to show this kind
of love to others; and trust me, it is not the easiest thing to do. It is why
God promises us His enabling grace, which is always sufficient.
This Christ
like nature in Joseph moved me to love and respect him a whole lot more.
2.
The peace
My heart
usually has a way of bugging me whenever I am about to make a wrong move. Even
in my stubbornness, it would still have a way of ruffling me. I usually trust
that to be the nudging of the Holy Spirit who is in me. This time, our coming
together with Joseph has indeed brought me that sense of peace and rest. Our
relationship is not the most perfect but then that peace of God has just been
the settling factor; that peace that surpasses all human understanding
(Philippians 4:7).
3.
I ate the humble pie
All through my
conscious life, I have loved to be in control; aware of what I had, needed to
do, the future and all its possibilities. For this case, God helped me know
that this was pride. He brought me to terms with what surrender really meant.
The glory was all supposed to be His and that was why I needed to let go and
let God take over. Joseph being in full time ministry was not easy for me to
take in, even for Joseph himself. It was not easy coming to terms with the fact
that we would not be enjoying the ‘security’ of a paycheck from his side of the
budget. God brought us both to that place of solely choosing to rely on Him;
allowing Him to truly provide for us through His riches and glory that go far
beyond our physical needs. For the pagans
run after all these things and your heavenly Father knows that you need them.
But seek first His Kingdom and His righteousness and these things will be given
to you as well (Matthew 6:32-33).
4.
God’s timing
When we parted
ways with Joseph back then, that was it for me. Little did I know that a
covenant had been made. I believe that if we had gone ahead with the
relationship back then, it would have brought on us more sorrow than joy. I am
convinced it wasn’t yet time. In the two years we spent apart, God has
evidently worked on the both of us. He sorted out each of our weaknesses, still
is, even as he prepared each of us for this union. Looking back, I can honestly
say that I was not ready to be in any relationship. There is so much more I
know now that I believe needed to be learnt as I sought God while on my own.
The very same applied to Joseph. The much he did in the two years I doubt he
would have been able to do with me in the picture. I can almost see how much of
a distraction I would have been. Joseph had made a pact with God and at the
right time, which I believe was God’s time, He brought it to pass beautifully.
After exactly two years, God softened my heart towards Joseph and poured in me
a love I have never felt before. It almost feels like I have never loved
before. This could not have been by anything else but God’s hand.
Now I may not know much of what
awaits in the future; I still ask myself many questions sometimes. However, the
fact that God has promised to walk with us all the way is what we shall draw
our hope from. Even through the hard times, we shall fix our eyes on Jesus, and
not on other people or the things of this world. For Him, I know, nothing is
too hard.
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Joseph says:
Isla gave me the honors to comment
first on this beautifully written article. I’ll do so with a few lessons I’ve
learned through the process.
- No kind of presence can replace
physical presence. I might have been a great personality on the other end of
the phone, but that was it. She had fallen for the Joseph the phone call or text away, not the Joseph the breath away whom
she needed to love instead. Initiating a dating relationship through a phone
call or social media would be a terrible mistake. At best those mediums can
only facilitate a connection, but they can never become the connection.
- It was never meant for people to
become friends in a relationship, but to grow in friendship. Friendship just
has to come first. In my post on
breakups, I point out that we don’t relate to know each other, but we
relate because we know each other well enough to risk life together.
- However important it is to hear God before
committing into a relationship, neither myself nor Isla received any Bible
verse or heard some voice from heaven saying he/she is the one. Why would we
confidently take the next step then? Because hearing God on a relationship is
not an event. He works with circumstances and makes everything perfect in its
time (Ecc 3:11). It’s also all life encompassing and not just exclusive to
singular aspects. You cannot ignore Him on matters career and expect you’ll
hear Him on the choice of a partner. There are no specific areas of life to get
right and so pursue more obedience than with others, there is only one life to
live right and all its aspects to be lived as God leads. So, instead of asking
you to hear God, I prefer to say be led of Him.
- Finally, simply trust God. He may
never explain things, He may never leave a sign, but be assured He will always
fulfill His promise. And sometimes, His promise is not as we make it. It may
not come with what we asked, but it will come with what He purposed to give;
and that’s always what we truly need.