A story told brings the true picture to reality of a faulty foundation, especially when it really reflects on the fundamentally, genealogy of the foundation of a human family. Sometimes one questioned the sincerity and the stance of our forefather on issues regarding cultures and traditions as it runs contrary to the standard and principles of God. Who then is to be blame when the consequence of their action begins to affect the rest of the generation after their demise; is it the fathers or who? Maybe the evil Satan. The bible say what can the righteous do when the foundation is destroyed,; also acknowledging the basic truth leaves some situation unsolved and such beats my imagination when people carry their glory to the grave. But what guarantee a solution to a problem caused by somebody you did not know but whom you are tired by common blood ties termed fathers!!!!! Read this story.
Many years ago, a female child was born, she was a beauty to behold; she had the qualities of being miss universe but while she was growing up, learning the steps of life (crawling with her kneel) she fell accidentally into a lighted firewood gathered to give warmth at night and such left her index finger deformed, how then the once beauty of a child became despised by family members, oh how fate has really played a blow on this supposed queen as she grew to accept her fate and her deformity scared even her age mates, she became imprisoned under the mercy of her father who saw nothing in her beauty.
She was isolated, how fate really dealt a blow on her and while her age mate were getting ready for marriage she was made to believe that no man will come and ask her hand in marriage, what a barbaric cultural believe from a society that gives nothing but get all, an archaic culture from the mind of men who see nothing in life but to work up and reproduce without even considering the products or consequences of their acts; what do i mean; please continue the reading.
While this once beauty queen was basking on the euphoria of her plight and current status, her father was busy scheming on a plan to recreate with her daughter and this became a reality when out of the blues, a wondering man came calling and for the bond relationship between the father and this strange man to smoothen their relationship, the father beg the friend to sleep with his supposed deformed daughter; without considering the aftermath consequences or rather without even seeking the consent of his daughter, all as a gesture of their friendship to a daughter whose fate of deformity was as a result of carelessness.- yet its really an error how these fathers planned, execute their greed without acknowledging their mistakes and at the end its their generation that suffers. Because mistakes and error were made in time past and they never live to correct it.
The night came and all this while she was never told to get prepared, the father led the strange bedfellow into his daughter’s room, he ordered her to the bed and the friend went into her, there were no resistance but she felt displeased as she was being deflowered (disvirgined) by a strange man; who never bordered to look the fifteen years old girl’s face and after many weeks for her monthly circle was not noticed, she was confirmed pregnant; though she was encouraged to carry the child at such tender age and after the ripened period of nine months she gave birth to a male child. The father did not even come around during the gestation periods; neither was he aware that the illicit night of pleasure as brought in a child of destiny, afterall he had his family to cater for and just that night of fun cannot jeopardise his stance in the affair of the event that took place as such was never considered hence the child’s fate was tired to that of his young mother and aged grandfather who named the child after himself but how long can this arrangement be, when will the child come out and say where is my father or what happened that my father was never married to you? These were the questions that were asked and at the time it came the young mother was not prepared and as life would have this grandfather had pass over to the other side of life, leaving the young child in the mercy of illusion, pragmatist and extremist that dominate a family. He was boldly told that he has no inheritance but to seek that of his father – the strange night man whose identity was not known and whose only script was parcelled in a file as the last contact point; since he was a driver to a construction firm and such does not exist again, he was destined to find an image for himself at least to bear a name that should be different from that given to him by his maternal grandfather, even though fate was favourable to him, he became a successful man of great wealth and knowledge but he was grieved at such tender age to find a father.
The young man left home, a home that was unfavourable disposed to him, a home that never accepted him, he needed another identity and so he went seeking his father, the mother went along looking all grannies’ to find the supposed strange man who fathered her son and at last he was found after many years of search but there were this clause in the family.
The father had been married for many years without an issue and looking at the semblance of the boy people around attested to this unique appearance of father and son yet he treated the boy with a treated hand gloves because of the jezebel of a wife,, while with his father many words were made, curses were altered, blames were apportioned the relics of that night was replayed yet the standard of God was never met and this went on with the father to son bond which was prettily distance, supposedly as a result of some fetish practices of his father’s family, he took to his heel; only to be told of the death of his father later afterwards.
Then what will become of the future generation of this man whose destiny was tired to that of his mother and how then can the curses of these faulty foundation be erased; where can it start, how then can his generation survive without the creator who sees and who knew. The child of destiny has passed on leaving an empty space to be filled; his children are still leaving in the disguise of a name and not even the inheritance which was denied them from that of maternal father to father of father. The world is a wicked place; the glory of this man if ever not fulfilled will definitely be achieved by his children.
Contact me for the full script of this true story, it should be told to this generation, none should be misinformed of the cultural instinct of our forefathers who lived on their lust and pleasure without giving regard to the consequences, or what their children will face after their demise.
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