GETTING TOO OLD TO BE MARRIED?(Part 1)

Lydia, 29, woke up from sleep. She had the same vision she had been having since she was 16 when she started to pray for the will of God in marriage. With pains in her heart, her mind drifted to the first time she had the dream and shared it with her mother. Her mother had told her that God had special interest in her future marital life. She also rejoiced with her and assured her that she would marry at a ripe age since God had already started speaking to her.


Hadn’t many years passed and she was without a husband? She thought sadly within herself. The vision she had was always that of an old man in white raiment that introduced Himself as her Companion through life assuring her that her marriage was going to be a fulfilment of some plans He had in his heart for a long time. He always told her that her and her husband were going to be a force that will cause His name to be praised.


Lydia’s phone rang.


 The caller was Biodun, her longtime friend. She tried to force some smile and clear her throat so that Biodun would not suspect that she had fallen into despair again.


 The call ended without Lydia picking up. 
As Lydia made ready to go to her prayer room, her phone rang again.


“Hey, Biodun, you are calling early.” Lydia called out hoping her voice sounded cheerful.

“Yeah, I hope you are good. Sorry I haven’t called for some time. I had to deal with some issues.” 

“Ah, I’ve been good. I do understand. Hope you are good too.”

“I’ve been well,” she answered cheerfully, “I’m just calling to tell you to er… attend the er… marriage seminar this evening, I promise it’s going to be great…” she tried to convince her friend. 


Lydia sighed and was praying that the tears she had been holding back do not fall. 


“Biodun,” she said pleading with her voice, “we’ve been through this before you know…”

“Yes, I know but just give it a try, pleaseeee….”

“I’m 29!”

“I know”

“I’ve attended many seminars!”

“I do know that too…”

“Then why do you want me to go to this one? I’m tired of getting my hopes up and watching them come crashing down like a pack of cards…” she lamented still fighting back hot tears.


“I understand your pains but you should never give up on God.”

“I haven’t dear, it’s just that…” she stopped herself.

“I want you to read Exodus 6:9 and then read verse 8. Cheer up girl, I’d send the details to your phone. You have to make it there.” She said and hung up