Sweet things get sweeter the more you eat them. That is how my current association is with this prophet. Imagine a few weeks ago I was scorning the very idea of associating with him.
I guess the more things change, the more they remain the same. And believe me, a man may come in different forms – doctor, teacher, reverend, imam, ragamuffin – but he will still have the characteristics of a man.
So, you can imagine my shock when just on a whim, I decided to go back to see the prophet and find out the latest tricks my ancestors are up to.
You may wonder how it is possible to see a prophet in Kampala at such short notice, but this one is only just beginning his journey. Kampala chics do not know him as yet; otherwise, his office would have been flooded with women touting all sorts of problems to be prayed for.
This man of God wasted no time in telling me he has been taking time to pray for me and feels God is telling him I should become his wife.
Thank God, there were other people in his house – did I mention his church and office are in his home? If it were just the two of us, I would have run out of that house as fast as my chubby feet could carry me.
Or maybe, out of curiosity, I would have stayed to see what he would say next. The thing is, when I am bored, I am capable of taking any risk.
But the look on that man’s face when he told me he wanted to marry me was enough to make a stone blush. There is no mistaking a man when he is in the grip of lust.
I had to think fast. I told him gently that God considers it a sin to look at a woman lustfully, even if you have not touched her.
He told me God is the one who had told him that I was to be his wife, so how could it be a sin that he was declaring his intentions? “What about that other man, the one you said will be my husband?” I asked him. “Sometimes, we see things God has not shown us,” he replied.
Whatever that means! All I knew was that I had to get out of there. Thank God for work; I told him I was busy and had to leave. Now, he keeps on calling to ask when I will come back. What if I go back when he is alone in the house?
Meanwhile, this other man he told me about is driving me crazy. I am too scared to befriend him, but Lord, I am hot for this man!