“One of the worst things any one can do is to trust another fellow other than your self with information about yourself that are deeply personal. Unfortunately, few people are truly wise, and would not use it as a stone against you. Many would. In fact, many, including those you never perceived would hurt you, will use your deepest information secretly to their own advantage, and when they can, they will use it as a wedge on you.”

Her first boy crush was snatched from her because she trusted too much in others.

It wasn’t as though the teenage Charity and her young beau had ever actually been boyfriend and girlfriend, but both had once felt something special between them. It was a special kind of bond, a current – not exactly sexual, but a youthful, electrifying kind of energy.

Charity believed that people were good − as she herself was − and that they couldn’t possibly mean any harm. After all, aren’t we made from the image of the Creator of heaven and earth? Scripture taught her that, after He created all things, including man, He saw that they were good.

But naïve Charity learned her lesson the hard way.

Charity had trusted her friend Heather, even taking her along to visit the young man, introducing each as a good friend − but the first time Heather laid eyes on him, she betrayed Charity.

The next time Charity saw “What’s-His-Name”; he was with Heather at her house. Charity couldn’t believe her eyes. “What is he doing with her? He should have been with me!” she thought to herself.

Charity was innocent, not quite ready for that next move − but perhaps Heather was. Charity turned and fled, not stopping to ask what he was doing there; in fact, she never spoke with either of them again. The scorned young man tried talking to her, even visiting her at her home, but she refused to listen.  

The last time she saw him was at the marketplace; Charity snubbed him as though he had never existed. “You cheat, you creep,” she thought as she walked past him. And that was that between Charity and her first high-school crush; she ditched him like an old rag and moved on.

Several years later, Charity, now twenty-something years old, moved to the United Kingdom to pursue an education. A young man by the name of Bright was looking for a wife and asked their mutual friend, Alice, to find him a special kind of girl. Alice introduced Charity to him, and he began courting Charity by telephone, though they never met in person.

“Perhaps,” she thought, “a man who really wants to marry knows to not waste his time on a girl who seems to be running on good, but stuck on stupid.”

When Charity first arrived in the United Kingdom, she was an attractive girl. She met a handful of young men every week who wanted to court her − not that she dated any one of them seriously. She usually let them down gently by saying, “I will call you.”

When Bright came along, he sounded different, and she thought, he really liked her. He was planning on how they will get married and live a happily-ever-after kind of life. Charity, although really stuck on stupid, was a good girl, and was beginning to like Bright. She never ever thought she’d marry any other man, except the likes of Blair Underwood, if you know what I mean, John Travolta. After all, she felt a connection watching them in the movies “L.A. Law, and Grease.”

 But something happened to change everything between Bright and Charity. Charity did not know what it was, but she thinks it has to do with Alice, Alice must have told something nasty to prompt him to start acting differently. After all, she was far away from him, than Alice was. Alice and Bright lived in the same city, and perhaps she knows what to say to Bright to make him think negatively towards Charity.

“The woman, who understands man’s nature and tactfully caters to it, need have no fear of competition from other women. Men may be “giants” with indomitable will-power when dealing with other men, but they are easily managed by the women of their choice.”

The last time, Charity spoke to Bright; he was distant over the phone. He was barely answering any of her questions. Instead, he will accuse her of seeing other men. “Who told you that”, she asked him? But he wasn’t forth coming. She thought highly of him, but apparently, he had thoughts that stuck in his head about her that might be ugly. Charity is a really good girl, but Bright does not know that.

The end between Bright and Charity was obvious. Whatever Alice must have told him, stuck in his mind to make him not wanting to speak with her again? Few months later, Alice called to tell Charity that Bright is married to another girl.

“Hmm. Well, that is fine.” Charity said to herself. “He is not for me after all,” she concluded.

But what really happened, Charity will never know until, something similar happens again.

Seven years later. Charity now wants to get married and settle. She had seen and dated the likes of her dream man Blair Underwood, and John Travolta, but there was something still missing. She wants to go back home, and deeply yarns for the home man’s connection. There was an itch tugging inside of her to give the home man a try, again, after all the disappointments and betrayers.

Love is, without question, life’s greatest experience. It brings one into communion with infinite Intelligence. When mixed with the emotions of romance and sex, it may lead one far up the ladder of creative effort. In deed, fortunate is the husband whose wife understands the true relationship between the emotions of love, sex and romance. When motivated by this holy force, no form of labor is burdensome, because even the most lowly form of effort takes on the nature of a labor of love.

To be continued.....

Copyright, 2007 by Blessing Otobo

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