Chronicles of the Single Life
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It was a cool evening, and a group of Christian singles had gathered for dinner at the newly opened “Naija” restaurant downtown. For these singles, the dinner was more than just a break from their busy lives—it was a time for reflection, growth, and connecting with each other outside of church. For some, it was even an opportunity for divine intervention. Sandra, sitting across from Chike, was savoring the smoky jollof rice with fried plantain. She rarely had time to herself, but tonight’s mini get-together was a refreshing break, and she was glad Sofia had encouraged her to come. “Biko, I’m trying to study, not marry,” she said, tapping the pages of her textbook, aware that an assignment was due at midnight. Sandra was a medical student, and her textbooks occupied more space in her life than any romantic thoughts. “I have dreams of becoming a doctor, Chike,” she continued with a smile, “and I can’t afford distractions. Marriage can wait.”
Dapo, ever the optimist, had a more spiritual perspective on relationships. His bright smile was contagious, lighting up the entire room. “Holy Ghost vibes, but still no bride,” he joked with a wink. “I’m waiting on the Holy Spirit to show me the one.” Dapo’s life revolved around worship, prayer, and ministry, but despite his spiritual fervor, he was still waiting for the right woman to cross his path. ‘At this point, I just can’t marry the wrong person’ he added. “Marriage? I’m waiting on divine confirmation,” he said, his voice steady and confident. Dapo had seen too many relationships fall apart, and he knew he couldn’t rush into anything. He believed that God would make it clear when the right time came. Kemi, who had been listening attentively as she sipped a glass of chapman, chuckled softly before adding, “I’m not picky, just patient. I know God’s timing is perfect, and I’m good with waiting.” Her calm and steady demeanor had earned her the admiration of her friends. She wasn’t in a rush. Whenever the topic of marriage came up, her response was always the same: “In God’s perfect timing, I’ll meet the right one
Meanwhile, Lucas sat on the edge of the circle, scrolling through his phone while eagerly waiting for the chicken suya to arrive. “Securing the bag before the bride,” he said with a grin. Lucas was all about building his career first. His dreams of becoming a successful entrepreneur were his top priority, and right now, he was laser-focused on growing his business. “How can I provide for a family if I don’t have the foundation first?” he asked, looking up from his phone. His friends respected his ambition, even if they teased him about putting wealth before romance.
Charles, who had been unusually quiet until now, finally spoke up. “I’m single and sanctified. Marriage isn’t on my prayer list,” he said calmly. His faith was unwavering, and while he had nothing against marriage, he didn’t feel the need for it in his current season of life. He was content with his relationship with God, and didn’t feel any emptiness that marriage might fill.
His gaze was calm, yet his words were impactful. “Still single, and that’s by design,” he said simply. His design, in his mind, was centered on God’s will, and he trusted that if marriage was meant for him, it would happen. But for now, he was content with where he was. “If God leads me to marriage, I’ll consider it. But for now, I’m focused on growing my faith,” he added, his voice steady and confident.
Next to Charles was Sofia, who had been daydreaming for the past few minutes as the music took her mind back home. “I’ll be Ruth after I become rich,” she said, her voice almost a whisper. Sofia had always joked about being “the wealthy Ruth” who would attract Boaz after achieving her financial goals. She was ambitious, driven, and knew that success was a journey, but she couldn’t shake the idea that her ideal marriage would come after financial stability. Chike leaned back in his chair after finishing a hearty round of white soup and fufu, his eyes scanning the room, before settling on the other singles at the table. He had long made peace with his current relationship status. “I’m married to the ministry,” he often said with a quiet but firm tone. His heart was fully dedicated to serving others, and while marriage was a noble pursuit, it wasn’t something on his radar. As a youth leader, his days were filled with teaching, organizing church events, and praying for the next generation. He wasn’t lonely; he was fulfilled.
As the night wore on, they reflected on the choices they had made, sharing stories of how each was learning to embrace their single season. Laughter and light-hearted banter filled the air as they wrapped up their discussions. After settling the bill, they made their way to the car park, only to discover flyers tucked under their windscreen wipers. “What now?” Lucas muttered, pulling the paper out. The flyer advertised an upcoming church singles’ program. Dapo raised an eyebrow. ‘Looks like divine intervention to me,” he said with a grin. The group burst into laughter as they pocketed the flyers, each secretly wondering if God might have something special in store for them. For now, they were content with their singleness, but they knew their stories were far from over.
Prayers
O Lord give me the spirit of wisdom and revelation in Jesus name.
Every wall between me and the visitation of God, be broken, in the name of Jesus.
I remove the right of the enemy to attack my marital future, in the name of Jesus.