Saved by Grace

My Last Abortion.

Chapter 4

At the Hospital.

“Good morning, is Dr Dare around”, I asked at the reception

“No ma, he just stepped out an hour ago”, the receptionist said while I frowned.

“Ma, there’s currently another gynecologist available “, the receptionist said

I was about to say no need but I could tell from my sister’s expression she wanted to see the doctor as soon as possible to know what to do about herself.

“That’s fine, we will see her”, I said

“To your left, room no 12, Dr Susan “, she said and we said thank you before leaving.

“Everything would be fine”, I said squeezing Fiyin’s hand and she nodded

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“Good morning “, the doctor said cheerfully as we entered her office.

“Good morning ma”, I said while Fiyin was busy looking around the office.

“Please sit”, the Dr Susan said as she smiled at us

“Thank you Doctor, my name is Yemisi and this is my sister Fiyin, she was raped last night and we needed to know if she has contracted any diseases and to prevent any chances of being pregnant”, I said and I could read from her expression that she was not shocked.

“Fiyin, I’m sorry to hear about this, how are you?”, Dr Susan said directing her gaze at her

“I’m scared and worried, I didn’t know this would happen to me, I wished I had just listened to my mom and quit the whole rebellious attitude, my dad would have been so disappointed in me if he was still alive, I just hope God will forgive me”, Fiyin said and the doctor smiled

“As long as you have realized your mistakes, you are sorry for it and you are ready to quit doing the wrong thing, He would forgive you Fiyin”, Dr Susan said and I was wondering if I get that same chance.

“You know one thing about God?”, Dr Susan asked

I said “what!”

“God is love, nothing we do can separate us from His love, so God will not cast out anyone who comes to Him, so irregardless of how much sin you have committed, the number of times you have disobeyed Him, once you realize you have sinned and you go to God to forgive you,He would, and He will provide you the grace to not do wrong things again”, Dr Susan said and I didn’t realize when I started crying

“I’m sorry Jesus”, I could only say as I cried

“Lord please forgive me, I’m a sinner please have mercy on me, change me Lord “, Fiyin prayed as she had tears on her face

“Father I’m sorry please have mercy on me, I am sorry for not trusting you enough to wait, I’m sorry for devising out my own way of life, I’m sorry for fornicating and aborting severally, I’m sorry for everything, please forgive me”, I said as I cried not caring if I would be judged by the doctor or my sister

Dr Susan could only say thank you Jesus, thanking God for making the vision of CMDA truly alive to her.

Whenever she explained to her friends who were in other fields about why she chose to be a gynecologist, they would always laugh at her as they lacked the understanding she had.

God needs men in every sector of life and doctors are not excluded from the great commission, doctors are one of the very unique people who get to meet people from different walks of life, both the rich and the poor all get sick and they all need a doctor who would not only attend to their bodily needs but to make the knowledge of Christ known to them as well.

For God made man Spirit soul and body and He has called us Christians into the medical and dental discipline, to be proefficient in caring for the whole man.
Hence the Christian Medical and Dental Association of Nigeria seeks to establish a Christian witness through medical and dental doctors and students in every community in Nigeria and beyond.

Hope we are a witness to Jesus where ever we find ourselves daily?

My Last Abortion.

Chapter 2.

At Yemisis’s apartment.

“so you mean that guy has not been home for the past three weeks you have been going to his place?! “, Shade my friend said while I washed my clothes in the backyard.

“I just needed to know if all I heard was true”, I said as I sighed.

“That he has given his life to Christ?”, Shade asked

“I know my Bolaji, he would never do that to me after all we have been through together, I have aborted five times for him!… and now I am pregnant again”, I said and I could see the look of disgust on Shade’s face

“How could you have done this to yourself Yemisi? you are smarter than this..”, Shade said

“I love him…. “, I said with tears rolling down my face as I remembered how Bolaji got a transfer to Kano, I had been the one to pick him up at the airport and drove him to his new apartment, I can still remember the day he had picked me up from the cemetery after losing my dad, I could still remember how he told me he loved me and he has been praying to God concerning us , I can still remember…

“Yemisi”, Shade said and that brought me out of my reverie.

I could only look at her as I began to cry.

“If he has given his life to Christ, it only means we are over…., I’m a filthy rag Shade, I have no use in his life anymore, no one would love me again, not after all the damages I have done to my body”, I said as I cried

“You know what the doctor said, if I abort again, I would lose my womb as well, Bolaji wanted me to abort too, I didn’t care what I lost just to have him in my life, but now everything is over….”, I said crying and Shade came to my side and hugged me.

“Everything is going to be fine again”, Shade said and I cried the more

Writer’s note : Are you at a point in your life right now when you feel you have no reason to live anymore because someone you love and made a lot of sacrifice for, has left you. Dear friend Jesus loves you and He is concerned about what you are going through right now, don’t give up, run to the Father and talk to Him about it, allow His words to be the truth you choose to believe. You are the apple of God’s eyes, before the foundation of the world God has chosen you to be His child, you are His precious treasure, yes that’s who you are!

My Last Abortion.

Chapter 3.

At Yemisis’s Apartment

It’s been two months now and I have not still heard from Bolaji.

“pick up, pick up Bolaji “, I said as I laid on the bed that night.

My belly was already protuding, I was losing it, I couldn’t concentrate at work anymore, my colleagues have all been talking about me behind my back.

To make things worst, Shade moved out of our apartment three weeks ago, she believed, I was a disgrace to her Christianity.

And I stopped attending church, eversince the day I had lost my dad, I simply gave up on church.

“The person you are calling is currently on another call”, the phone kept saying

I shut my eyes briefly, wondering what was going to happen to me? I couldn’t see past the day, my future is all bleak, I was so confused with nothing but everything to worry about.

I couldn’t even have a good night rest anymore, as anxiety was now a friend dear to me.

“Yemisi”, I heard my name

“Yemisi”, I heard again

“Yemisi”,

” oh come on! who could be at the door this late at night?”I said as I left the bedroom to go check the door.

“Fiyin ! “, I said staring at my eighteen year old sister all drenched by the heavy rain

“Come in first”, I said as I opened the door wider and she came in

We both went to my bedroom while I got her a sweater and a pant to change into.

“Change into this , I have made you hot water to shower”, I said after some minutes.

She nodded before going into the bathroom.

Few minutes later.

“So?”, I asked as we sat down in the dinning room after serving her hot tea

“Mommy told me not to go”, Fiyin said making me more anxious

“Not to go where?”, I asked anxiously tapping my foot

“We lost dad a year ago but it seems like you and Mom didn’t feel the blow I felt”, Fiyin started as she pushed away the cup

And I was quiet

“I felt it too Fiyin”, I said after awhile as tears brimmed my eyes

“Ever since we lost dad, I have been hanging out with some girls in the neighborhood… they are into prostitution. Mom never liked it but I didn’t care! , …I just wanted to rebel. I followed them to a party last night and I was drugged only to wake up and find myself on the bed naked few hours later, I didn’t know where else to go so I just came here”, Fiyin said and my heart wept for my younger sister.

“We will go to see the doctor in the morning”, I could only say as I felt a headache coming.

I was angry with whoever dared to take advantage of my sister

“You are crying? “, Fiyin asked but I immediately wiped off my tears

“Let’s just go to bed “, I said leaving the room.

If it was the same me few years ago, I would have comforted my sister with the word of God telling her how much God loves her.

How far away from God am I ? How did I drift so far from Him?

I could only cry myself to sleep while my sister did the same.

Have you ever found yourself in a situation where you don’t just have the words to comfort others? Do drop your comments.

My Last Abortion.

Chapter 1.

I stood in front of the door of Bolaji’s apartment, I kept taping the floor with my right foot knocking impatiently.
I bit my lips with so much anger buried inside of me, my only question is was the rumor true?

Bolaji and I met at the youth annual convention in Anambra state, he was a man vased in the knowledge of the word of God, he could easily teach the word with simplicity, that was something I had always admired him for, until Steven, my fiance broke up with me.

To cut the long story short, I am Yemisi, a 25 year old lady who has been dumped by five guys, atleast that was because I was too spiritual, as per I told them we would not be having sexual relationship, the first guy didn’t even last a month!

What was I even thinking? I was just so interested in the idea of marriage that I didn’t wait for God to make things beautiful in His time so I rather chase men than to wait.

“Abeg woman, you are disturbing us with your knocking, after knocking the door for close to thirty minutes, it simply means he’s not around”, the neighbor shouted from his window and I could only hiss before walking away as tears rolled down my face.

Jesus loves you.