I Thought I Was Dating A Christian Until He Came Home With A Spiritualist

I was on vacation from tertiary school just at the time my church back home held a two-week revival service. I was actively part of this revival and never missed a day. One day after service, my mum and I decided to greet the man of God before leaving the church premises. After exchanging pleasantries, the man of God looked at me and said; “Be very careful about your relationship, and the circle of friends you will find yourself in the next semester.” Then he prayed for us.

I didn’t read any deeper meaning into what he said because I wasn’t in a relationship. I also didn’t have any desire to meet new friends so I took his warning as one of those things pastors say, and moved on with my life.

When school reopened, one of my closest male friends proposed love to me again. He had been pestering me for some time. So I came to know him very well. The good thing is that I liked what I saw. From our conversations, I deduced that he was from a good Christian home. If not for anything at all, that was enough for me to give him a chance. After all, we shared the same values.

A few weeks into the relationship, I had a very disturbing dream. In the dream, my boyfriend and his dad wore black apparel and tied red scarves to their heads. When I woke up, I was very terrified. However, I just brushed it aside. “Maybe I had this dream because my boyfriend is so close to his dad.” That’s what I told myself. After all, they are from a Christian home so there is nothing to worry about.

I have always been someone who pays attention to my dreams. Whenever I have a dream I don’t understand, I would either tell my parents or pray about them myself. But for some reason, I discarded this very one.

Sometime later, my mum saw us together and asked who he was. I Introduced him to her as my friend. She was pleasant to him, gave me a knowing look, and went her way. When I got back home she plainly told me, “I know that boy you were walking with is your boyfriend. But that’s not my concern. My question is, how well do you know this guy?” Before I could answer she said, “I am asking because I didn’t see any light in him. Whatever you do, be careful.” I did not take her seriously.

I considered her warning as one of those things mothers say to scare their daughters away from relationships.

It was when our relationship started growing a little bit that I got to know that my boyfriend liked to play with himself. I would visit him, only for him to bring out his joystick and tell me, “Touch it. You can even shake it till I cum.” I would refuse, so he would also refuse to talk to me for days. This guy wouldn’t pick up my calls until he calms down.

His behaviour affected me to the point where I started losing weight. Everyone around me was concerned. My health was even affected. Sometimes I told myself, “This is not the kind of relationship I have always wanted. The things he wants me to do don’t align with my Christian values.” I suppose if there was ever a perfect time to leave the relationship, it should have been then, but I did not. I was in love.

One day, he went out and returned with a broken leg. I was closer to him in proximity than his family was. So I stayed by his side and took care of him. At one point, I stepped out of his room to get something. When I returned, his family was with him.

Besides the fact that he didn’t tell me they were coming, there was a spiritualist in their midst holding a calabash covered with a red scarf. I was so shocked that I nearly fainted. My only thought was, “Is this the kind of family I am associating myself with?” At that moment, all the dots connected.

I remembered my pastor’s warning. There was also my dream about them. My mum was also right about him, after all. I kept my cool but I was plotting my way out of the relationship. As I stood there deeply lost in thought, I overheard the spiritualist telling him to hide the concoction and make sure nobody sees him when he is applying it to his leg. He also said, “Do not touch any woman who is in her period.”

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After they left I asked my boyfriend who that spiritualist was, and he told me; “He is a friend of the family. Sometimes we visit him for consultations.” If I hadn’t seen it for myself, I would have thought he was joking. I could not forgive myself for ignoring all the signs. For days, I cried myself to sleep because of my disobedience. I allowed my love for him to blind me. So every time I went on my knees, I asked God to forgive me and remove him from my life.

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By and by, communication between us ceased. I would call to check up on him, and he would give the phone to his family members to tell me he wasn’t around. He wouldn’t return my calls either. After this happened for a while, I realized that God had answered my prayers. The guy was removing himself from my life. I was happy. To make things official, I called him one afternoon and said, “I can see there is no future for our relationship anymore, so let’s call it quits.” He did not fight me, beg me, or even utter a word.

When I finally hung up, I heaved a deep sigh of relief. I felt lighter and happier. I couldn’t stop thanking God for getting me out of this situation. At the end of everything, I learned a very big lesson from this. I told myself I was going to be extremely cautious about the kind of people I let into my life. This is because people have different altars they build in their houses. If you are close to someone who is associated with an evil altar, it will affect your life negatively. I just want to share this story as a testimony and also advise others to be vigilant. Whatever you do, whoever you fall in love with, open your eyes and keep your ears open. Pay attention to the signs.