Chemicals In His Brain

I wasn’t job hunting when I received a call to show up for an interview for the role of programs assistant at The SunRise Youth Intervention Organization. In fact I was a volunteer with another NGO. The day scheduled for the interview, I fell ill. Really ill. I couldn’t go. A week later, I was strong enough and so I went to the office.

I met a panel of interviewers consisting of three men. The interview session was rather warm. I was immediately given the job. My first assignment was to serve guests at the birthday party of one my interviewers. My first day at work was his birthday, hence the task.

2nd April 2018. It was Mr. Patrick Ndifon’s birthday. The one I would be working directly under. I was assigned to learn from him , get guidance and submit my assignments to him first. He was my direct boss.

We started working together. But he wasn’t “bossly” he was rather very friendly and in just a few weeks, a friendship bond grew. We talked about everything- our pasts, our families, our goals, dreams, ambitions. And before long, something was happening to both of us, individually in the quiet corner of our hearts.

I don’t know when mine happened. I mean that thing that grabs your heart and suddenly you realize you care more about this person and in a special way. But I noticed I started looking forward to going to work just so I can see him. I’m usually punctual but I became even more punctual. The day I knew I was ‘in trouble’ was when a girl came to the office and hugged him so tightly. I was mad. I wondered why I was mad. What is wrong with me?

And on his end, he was sharing what was happening to him. As he would later narrate to me, he told David, his Co-founder at PSIFONORG and close friend. He told him “I don’t know what to do. I can’t get this girl out of my head!” And David adviced him to speak to me. To tell me how he felt.

He was reluctant. He didn’t want to destroy the friendship we had if I turned him down. I don’t know why but he finally decided to give it a try. He sent me a message one evening.

“Come early, I want to talk to you”

I immediately interpreted it as a query coming. Did I do something wrong? Did I leave an unfinished task? And so I replied “If you want to scold me about something, Can I have breakfast first?”

The next day, he took me out for breakfast and as we walked back, he told me “I like you”

In my usual jovial mood, I replied “Everybody likes me”.

“I mean, I have a special liking for you. You’re different, you’re beautiful. Resourceful. Regal. My kind of woman. I want to be your man”

“You can’t just walk away like that”. I hadn’t even realized I was walking away from him until he said that.

I paused and didn’t say a word for a few seconds. “We work in the same office space. Seeing me everyday is what has caused this, it’s just chemicals in your brain”. After saying that, I felt a tear escaping my eye and quickly wiped them off. He just stood, staring at me. Finally I added ” I’m scared “.

“What are you scared of?” No reply.

“Will you at least think and pray about this?” I nodded.

When I went back home, I said only one prayer. “Father, if He’s the one for me, let this tiny warm thing I feel bloom, let it grow and cause me to see him as a handsome person”

The very next day, like fire set to a bush in dry season, my whole being began to burn. It felt like fire and water coming together because while I experienced overwhelming heated love emotions, Peace like a river flooded my soul. Abba was saying to me this is your Man. We shared a little of this in our wedding bulletin.

I said yes. The second best yes I’ve ever said in my life. The best yes was to accepting the Life only Christ gives. This one was to the Man I would do this life with.

Right in the middle of my fears about men and resentment for them, Abba blessed me with the best man for me, brought him in the only way my heart could have accepted him and has brought us thus far. Abba is simply the best Dad!

So tell me, how did you know your husband or partner was the one?

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