Thank you so much for your reply. When I first read your story I fell so bad because I have had the same situation in my family and seen good friends lose their marriages to witchcraft or some other machinations. Whether you believe in witchcraft or not, there is no secret that the behavior of many leaves little doubt that they have been bewitched. Whether you believe in witchcraft or not at least we do share a common belief that some evil force snatches people’s spouses away.
My late oldest sister was a beautiful girl, popular in school, and a great athlete. Unfortunately, she dropped out of school and eloped with a man. They went their own world and the sky we thought was their limit. Then calamity struck after their first son. Her late husband fell in love with a woman. According to later revelations, she had kept a (juju) voodoo pot under the bed that bewitched my brother in law. He began maltreating my sister and beating her time and again. In futile efforts, we tried to intervene, but it seemed our sister was still into him. She would tell us “he is not a bad person; I think something was happening to him”. We tried to use our influence to frighten him, but the violence instead increased. We were frightened we would lose our sister into his infidelity and asked her to divorce him as permitted by the Bible. We paid her rents for one year and gave her money for business. But immediately as he appeared and knelt down, like a beetle she jumped on his back and together they flew away to a new set of torments. Not once, not twice this melodrama reenacted itself time and time again like a mime to a deaf audience.
During this time, the husband snatcher was now the number one, and my sister was the number two. My closely knitted family could not understand why a beautiful girl would be dying for the guy. They say blood is thicker than water, but I could perceive love is thicker than blood because she listened to him more than us. At long last, my sister ended up with STDs that we had to spend money to heal her. She finally passed away, and we took over the son who has lived with us and is now a man. Now, that was one story perhaps that had no headway, but at least it shows you the power of voodoo.
Perhaps I should show you another story where Jesus overran voodoo aground. One of our sisters in Christ had fallen in love with a charming guy that every woman would like to fall in love. He was rich, handsome and sexy. Not too long they got married, he became the scramble of young women. Every woman wanted a piece of him and sadly, he had no moeurs too. So he met a woman who wanted him wholesale rather than retail him with others. She cast a spell on him; he fell in love with her, and lost all love for the wife. He began abusing the wife. As usual, physical and verbal violence ensued. He sought for ways to divorce her but did not see, so he colluded with a guy to accuse her of infidelity.
Heaven knows she was a very faithful woman who kept her legs closed to only the man she had entered into the bond-in-blood covenant she sexually administered. Cunningly he stole her own key of the house and threw it into River Wouri. Then he accused her for passing the house key to her Njumba-Sancho (cuckold partner). Remember keys could not be duplicated, and once you lost your key you could either just start using the only remaining key or you broke the lock and bought a new one.
Surely, you know this man would not allow the woman to put a new lock. He drove her away, and asked her to only return if she found the key. She cried at dusk and cried at dawn. She cried silently and cried aloud. Some mocked at her and others pitied her. Life was now bleak and bitter. Marriage that was supposed to be a terrestrial bliss and felicity became an earthly nightmare that even shadows of men frightened her.
There was a fisherman who fellowshipped in her church; a man who practiced practical Christianity, and lived for the Lord. He thought daily of the oppressed, fatherless and widows. After every catch, he selected one person to whom he offered a gift. Then one day, he caught the fish that will decide our sister’s marriage and the faith of many. He took the biggest of the fish and brought it as a gift to the sister. She broke open the belly and inside with the entrails laid a key that looked similar to that of her house. She took it, ran to her husband’s house (who has driven her out of the house to only come back if she found the key back). She tried the key and behold it worked, and she opened the door. She entered and sat in until he came. When he came, she revealed the oracle to him, and knowing he threw the key into River Wouri, he gave his life to Christ. Now he knows you cannot kick against the goads. Now she became number one again fearing no competition. The evil witch was sent packing to face her solitude.
Mary, are you looking for a key that would open the doors of happiness for you? Look unto Jesus: the author and finisher of our Joy. I say look unto Jesus: for he coverts sour marriages into sweet marriages. Don’t feel discouraged when you look at many Christian marriages falling apart. There are many explanations. This God we serve does not pay the innocent in guilty coins. Life and nature too have always kept that law. Many have and keep experiencing very bad marriages and relationships because they start by breaking their trust in Jesus. If women will keep their legs closed, and the men hold their third legs tight until marriage, though their marriages or relationships will not be perfect, they will be well; joy and happiness will be their portion.
Listen: but while you look unto the future with hope and anticipation, you must move forward. You must try to make the bygones bygones, and the hopeless marriage history. If he is yours no matter how he strays, he will come back, but if he was a happenstance and a product of chance, like a wind though it robs its dust around you, you will never catch it. Nevertheless, please you should just don’t loose hope in life. Life is worth more than just living for one person.
Until then, keep praying for such a husband of tears will never get lost.
Prince & PA Hamilton Ayuk.
“Bonyfish beware because the same net that caught the jawless fish, caught the cartilaginous fish” (Hamilton Ayuk).
Beware earthly paradise seekers because there is a serpent in every paradise"(Hamilton Ayuk).
Idle people write, idler people read, and idlest people read and whine that idle people are taking their time (Hamilton Ayuk).