Want to find out what happened to Chloe’s first crush? … ‘She smiled’, the book, will be out soon. Till then… let’s check out another adventure with Chloe. Do your remember Mr Williams from the blog ‘dancing floor?’ Check it out and connect to the story below… Oh, Chloe! Chloe!! Chloe!!!
One day, Papa Joe called Chloe into his room for a discussion.
“So, Chloe what are we going to do about your failures and this Saviour you claim you serve? Couldn’t He help you pass?”
Chloe was not moved by his disposition towards her. With a straight face she replied, “Papa I will yet serve Him because my faith in him is not dependent on my grades. Furious with her candid reply, Papa Joe rose from the side of his bed, opened the door in anger and said, ” Get out of my room. I do not want to have anything to do with you and your saviour forever.”
Chloe resolved to pledge allegiance to the Cross even though her father had finally disowned her because of her faith. She was determined to make something out of her life – the first step was to start work. She was only seventeen and still studying for her university entrance examination. Nevertheless, she started working as a dispensary attendant for her neighbour who fell ill and needed to keep the shop open.
It was the first day of work. She was dressed in her patterned ankara skirt and her light blue blouse with her permed hair styled into a bob. She was crossing the road hastily in the hot sun when a Mercedes X class with black tinted glass pulled up beside her. A voice beckoned to her from the window to approach the car. Politely she walked over, thinking someone needed some directions.
Sloughed in the backseat was Mr Williams, an unpleasant memory from her dance floor experience when she was 10 years old. She greeted in shock. “Good morning, sir! Papa Joe is doing great. Have you been to his office or seen him today?” Chloe did not wait for him to answer when she continued, “Sir, I have to hurry to work. Today is my first day. I am running late.” Mr Williams was not a welcome guest in her mind. The sooner she was rid of him the better.
She turned around to walk on, but Mr Williams reached out his hand and held hers. He said, “Chloe! Chloe, my wife; come and join me in the car and let’s talk.” Chloe thinking “What! okay, Mr Williams is my father’s friend, he could have something important to say. But why should he call me ‘my wife?’ Blood of Jesus!”
Chloe reached for her phone, called her boss to inform him of a little delay on her way to work. She walked over to the passenger door stepped into the back seat. Even though she was uncomfortable sitting with Mr Williams, she thought “I need to hear what all this is about.”
Mr Williams stretched out his old wrinkled hands to hold her. “You are a full-grown woman now! You know I have always had my eyes on you since you were a little damsel.” Chloe resisted his advances, but he continued. “See, see, my love, I will follow all the right steps with Papa Joe. I won’t do wrong by you. You are too special. I want to marry you.
You will take the position of my third… no! My fourth wife.” Chloe was shocked at the old man’s foolish words. He was not bothered by the shock visibly displayed on her face. Instead, he intensified his efforts to woo her “Don’t worry. You will never struggle again. I understand you have been having issues with your father. Marrying me will put you back into his good books.”
Hmm, friends… What do you think? Have you every been abandoned by a loved one? How do you think Chloe reacted to Wifely advances? Let me know… Just a thought… How often do we talk to our kids about their feelings and relationships? Remember they are never too young to understand. I Pray we learn from each other on the journey of parenthood…