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“I believed wholeheartedly in love and I sought after it diligently. I was heartbroken time and again. I made mistakes of my own, but one thing I did not do was quit. There was that quiet voice in my heart which assured me that my Olachi was out there, waiting to be found by me. God never gives us what we are not ready for. Had I met you one year earlier...perhaps, even five months earlier, I would not be standing before you today. At the very perfect time…the right second, God brought you into my life. The moment was magical, and my life had been nothing short of magical ever since. Each day is a celebration with you…a celebration that bursts with joy and immense excitement. Your love is my lighthouse, guiding me on the sea of life. Your love is my shelter, a happy home that shields me from the troubles of this world and the elements. You stand in my life like a tall tree that shields me from the rays. You took a lost confused man; a social reject…a ‘poor wretched’ fellow and breathed life into him. When I failed, you urged me to try again…lovingly. When I said I could not do it…when others shouted that I was bound to fail, with a smile you assured me that I was born to conquer. In my deepest fears and internal wars, you became a calming spirit that steadied my turbulent ship. To this moment, you are the anchor that brings my ship to rest. You are the fire that burns with joy and assurance in me. You are God’s gift…His voice in my life that goes ahead of me with encouraging words to steer me in the path that he has ordained for me.
“I fall…I fail. I lose strength; I falter. My knees creak with fatigue and my eyes shut under the spell of weariness. However, with you in my life, my sail is hoisted each day with renewed vigor. The look in your eyes adds fire and fuel to my blood, driving me to live to the fullest. You are a song on my lips and a glow in my heart; the wind beneath my wings and the unseen rudder that guides my ship against the buffets of the gusty wind and the raging storms. I am a blessed man…a lucky man to have found you. Should you ever get tired, I will be there to lift you. Should you ever lose sight of where you are going, I will be your eyes, gently and lovingly guiding your steps with gusto. Should you ever be beset by tears, I will sit by your side and shed tears with you…more so; I will fight with every ounce of life in me to wipe your tears. When sorrow knocks on the doors of your life, I will answer the door.
“When pains descend on you, I will willingly lend myself to them too. Should fire ever threaten to burn you, I will toss myself on the line, ready to shield you from the worst of it. As our Lord laid his life on the line to save us, I am willing to stand in the face of threat or hurt for your sake, fighting for you with my poor pitiful life – for my life is rich with you in it; drab without you in the picture. Today, I give you this ring a symbol of my vow with you – a symbol of my lifelong promise to you in health and in sickness; in poverty and in wealth. It is only a piece of metal that will tarnish and fade with time. I too will age and fade with time, but deep within my heart, the ocean of love that I have for you will never fade. It will grow and surge each day till the day I stop breathing. It will never tarnish or age!”
Duru placed the ring on her finger. Olachi could hardly see. Tears had lined around her eyes like Lagos traffic, snaking from the corridors of her eyes to her cheeks and chin. Each time she wiped her face, another cavalcade of tears came gushing down. Her hands shook with emotion – beautiful emotions surging from her core as she relished every moment of getting married to the love of her life. “Are you able to say your vows?” The pastor asked Olachi. She nodded as she sniffed and wiped her face. After a minute or two, she managed to pull herself together. Her chief bridesmaid came over and drenched her tears with a paper napkin. She took a deep breath and then collected a piece of paper on which she had written her vows from her bridesmaid. Her hands shook as she opened it up.
“There were years when I was sad…sad that I had been left behind. There were days when I felt unworthy because my peers had found love – the one thing that had so stubbornly eluded me. There was a time when I felt that love such as the type you have so lavishly showered on me was not real – they were things we read in novels and on moofyme.com alone. How wrong I had been. When you finally walked into my life, I realized that God had made you ‘specially’ for me and He loves me so much that He would not let me be with another but you. He let every relationship that I got involved in to wither away and shrivel to death…because He was preparing me for you! For a time when I would come to know what true love really is. I am not your typical ‘girly girl’. I would rather wear jeans and T-shirt and cheer for a football team with the boys than dress up in a flamboyant gown and go shopping with my girlfriends. No, I don’t fancy romantic novels and romantic comedy shows or movies. Yes, I am awkward – I can be shy and withdrawn at first. I am not the tallest of girls neither am I the brightest. In fact, I have scars on my legs from an accident I had as a child. At first, I had thought that these and many more other reasons were responsible for my lack of success in relationships. I had been wrong, because despite all these, you love me as fish loves water.
“Have I ever told you that the first time I fell in love, my one and shining armor cheated on me? He was the first in a long line of cheats that took turns to crash my poor heart. Soon, I was forced to always expect failure. When things appeared to work out well for me in relationships, I sabotaged myself out of fear. Rather than suffer another gut-wrenching heartbreak out of the blues, I made time to prepare for it…heartbreak was my regular companion. He was sure to be there no matter what I did, so why not prepare for it. I always told myself that my relationships were bound to fail. I was not classy enough or girly enough to hold down a man. When they praised me, instead of cherish their adulation, I looked for signs on their faces that would tell me that they were doing it to get into bed with me. After all, I was not worthy of their praise or anyone’s praise – or anybody’s praise. Have I mentioned that I am a little overweight?
“Yes, I am not your typical sleek and slender girl with long legs and flat tummy – sexy is not the way to define me. Men like you belonged with girls like that (sexy) and not girls in my shape and form. I was out of your league. I was out of every man’s league. Yet, you have come to show me that I am loveable, acceptable, worthy, fun in many different ways and sexy in my own way. You have taken my confidence from ground zero to infinity. Afraid, I shut you out of my life at first. I was not willing to let any other man back into my life. I had been badly bruised and battered to a point that I no longer felt safe or comfortable around a man. If they mentioned love to me as you did, my chest skipped a bit and my heart jumped into my mouth. I was incarcerated even though I walked free in the streets. The thoughts that plagued my mind were like soldiers bearing down on me in my little cell where I believed I was ‘nobody’ – a title which I had gladly accepted. Despite my resistance, you stood firm at the door of my heart, refusing to go – refusing to give up on me. When it rained, you stood there. When the scorching sun burned with fury, you were there, knocking as the Lord knocks at the door of hearts. With lethargic legs and shaky hearts, I let you in. My eyes were fixated on your face as I searched for the sign that you were like the rest of them. I scoured your face like a scientist peering down the microscope. I even prayed to God to end it quick.
“Why wait for too long only to suffer another heartbreak? I asked of God. End it now so I know I am what I am – nobody. Like a sculptor at work, you painstakingly chiseled away my fears, smoothening off my rough edges and hewing away my fears. Like a silversmith, you burned away my impurities and showed me the gem that had been dying to be released from the jail that lay inside of me. Thank you…I thank you with all of my heart, Duru. In the name of Christ, I promise you Duru that I will die to myself each day that I may live out my ultimate purpose and dream of being a God-fearing and feistily passionate wife to you; one that puts you first as you have put me first all these years. I declare today before God, our friends and family that your heart will never lie empty – for that is where I have made a home for myself. I will walk the corners of your heart as I rummage through mine each day with my thoughts. Furthermore, my heart is your abode; a place you can come home for the rest of your life. Every piece of me I give up to you today, declaring my absolute and complete devotion to you. Wherever life takes you, there I will go with you.
“You will never have to look over your shoulder to make certain that you do not walk a lonely path for I will be by your side every step of the way. I will be your best friend, your passionate lover and your dedicated wife. I offer you this ring as a symbol of my dedication to you. Whenever you look at it, you will be reminded that through this world that can be cold and lonely at times, you are not alone. On the contrary, I will be a real force fighting for you every step of the way no matter what life throws at us. I am honored to become your wife today. This is the climax of a journey that God initiated in our lives. Today, He sets me on a new path; one where two ‘are one’. I will breathe love into you till my dying day. I will offer you my shoulder to rest whenever you need it. I will hold you still when the wind threatens to sweep you aside. You are not alone, my beloved husband. Your parents may have died when you were a child, but today, God has brought back a force in your life. Together, we are a team of many; one that will stand the test of time through devotion to each other and to God!” Both Olachi and Duru were shedding tears as did the guests in church. Even the pastor had to pause for a moment to contain his emotions before he continued the rest of the service.
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