After Waiting For 7(seven)years Of Her Life,What She Did Next will shock you….#story #folklore – Ty

Many years ago in the prayerful village of Unimbu, there lived a quiet girl named Choma. She was not rich. She was not a loud girl. But she had a voice that could melt the coldest hearts. When Chama sang during worship, even people passing outside the church would stop because they want to find out who was actually singing.

Maybe God sent an angel. Her voice was really that good. She was known for two things. Her voice and also her food. Chama had very good talent in cooking. Anytime the church held a revival or an occasion, Chama would cook pepper soup, jelloof fries, and my moy with her hands. And afterwards she would climb the altar to lead worship with all her heart.

She never complained. And while doing all of this, Chama never asked for any money. She would always say, “I am doing it for God.” The pastor in her church was a young man named Pastor Obina. He would always wore white shirts and whenever he climbed the altar, he would preach with fire.

People came from different towns just to hear him shout hallelujah. During one service, Pastor Obina said, “My wife must be a vessel of honor just like sister Chama.” The cloud clapped. Even Chama smiled. People started to gossip. Wow, he’s intentionally telling us that Chama is his wife. A So that beautiful girl with a beautiful voice had finally caught his eyes.

Even Chama’s mother believed that Pastor Bina loved her daughter so much. So one evening as Chama and her mother was walking home the mother said to her Chi-Chi please don’t let any foolish boy deceive you eh God have already chosen your husband. I beg you don’t let anyone sweet talk you into doing anything stupid.

You can see God have already chosen your husband. I don’t want to call names but you know what I’m talking about. Chama looked at her mother and asked her mama. You must call names. Oh, who are you talking about? Her mother laughed. Come on, stop pretending. We all know he’s pastor. You don’t need a soothsayer to tell you that it is pastor Obina. Okay.

Chama kept quiet immediately. She was just smiling and hiding her face. She was blushing so badly. From that day, Jama began to behave like a bride in waiting. She stopped messing up with a certain set of people in the church even while outside. She started wearing long skirt, covering herself.

In fact, she spend more time cleaning the altar and arranging chairs than doing any other thing. Even at every church program, Chama would sit beside Pastor Odina, always carrying his bag, bringing his handkerchief, serving his food. A youth of the church member started to notice all of this. Some were happy that finally Pastor Bina found a very good wife.

bought some especially one of the usher in church approached chama one day and said to her h sister Chama be very careful oh pastor Bina never said he’s marrying you you are really doing too much these days following him around like a puppy h I’m just telling you because you will do had I know at last that man have not fully open up and tell you I’m interested in marrying you or even tell you to be his girlfriend you Better be careful and stop catching feelings.

See the way you are just all over him. I am just telling you from experience. So you better stop what you are doing now. Create boundaries. If he wants you, he would come. But if not, remove your mind from him. Chama smiled. Ah a beg stop. You are even the one doing too much. Eh, can’t you see it? He had even used me to preach one day.

He doesn’t need to say it. The spirit have already told me the spirit is surrounding the two of us. He’s already my husband. Do not worry yourself. Everyone knows even him. Do not worry yourself at this. I know what God told me. The spirit of God have already revealed that pastor Obina is my husband. At this they decided to mind her business. But she shall warn her again.

I am just telling you so that she will not do had I know at last I am out of here. Chama did not listen. She didn’t take the advice he gave to her. Time passed. One year passed, two year passed. 3 years passed. Sutors came knocking at Chama’s door. One was a tailor who met her one particular day she was coming back from the market.

After so many back and front, Chama made sure she pushed him away from her life and that one go. Another one was a mechanic. Yet Chama found a way to push him away and that one also left. Now welcome from Onicha to with the ring to marry Chama. Yet Chama said no to all of the suturas that came to her in those three years.

I am still praying, she would say. But in her heart, she was already married to pastor Obina even without the wedding ring. She already believed that the spirit said both of them are couples and she believed so. Then she continued to reject sutors. Then one afternoon a young man named Chuoki came to visit Chama’s mother.

He was a bank worker in Oka Anra state. softspoken. He was very neat. He came to ask Chama’s hand in marriage because of all the good things he has heard about her. When she came that day, the young man brought yam, mold, palm wine. Chama’s mother was so happy. She started to tell Chama see I don’t know why you are wasting time.

All the s have been coming here. No, none of them is making good progress except for this one. See, you’ve pursued all your suitors. But you see this one? Ah, there’s progress. Look at him. Very neat guy. And he was he looked very rich. Jama beg. Please. This one is better than fasting and waiting. Please, I think you need to accept this proposal and get to know the young man.

I know I said so many good things about Pastor Bina, but my daughter, this one is better than you waiting on Pastor Tobi now. Maybe he will change his mind later. I’m telling you now as a mother accept his proposal and get to know him. But Chama refused. Mama, please tell them I am not ready.

My heart is already in God’s house. After back and front with her mother, Chama stood her ground and said she was not interested. She continued serving Pastor Obina. She followed Pastor Obina every crusade. She ironed his clothes before big programs. She was the first to arrive and last to leave.

She even followed him to one 7 days mountain fasting. Chama almost fainted. But still she sang with a dry throat. She kept on doing everything so that pastor Oina would notice her the more. People kept on gossiping. If this girl is not the one then who is because tell me why after all these years we thought pastor Bina would get married to this girl.

Still nothing is going on or are you waiting on the Lord? Because some of the church members most of them have jokingly asked pastor Bina, “Ah pastor, are you marrying Cha?” He will just smile and say, “Well, marriage is spiritual. Let us focus on the kingdom first.” Still, Chama waited year after year. Now 6 years passed. Chama’s mother could not take it any longer.

The woman began to cry at night telling God to please open her daughter’s eyes because everything is now going wrong. Child then approached her daughter. Chama, you are now 30. The girls she thought inquire and now mothers. How long do you wait? Chama looked at the flames that they were sitting beside and said to her mother, “Mama, I am not waiting for any man.

I am waiting for God. Waiting for God. My dear, this one is turning to win hunting. Oh, did this pastor do anything to you? Because I don’t understand why you closed your heart from any other man. Or do you want to become a reverend sister? Tell me because I want to know what is really going on. Jama assured her mother nothing is going on.

She should not worry herself that things will fall in place at the right time. It did not take long. A new woman joined the church. Her name was Sister Maka. She was fairkinned, bold, and she could speak very well. She came all the way from Lagos. She said she used to be in Pastor Chris choir.

Everyone noticed how Pastor Obina started smiling more whenever sister Maka was around. All of a sudden, Amaka started doing things that Chama used to do. She would sit in the front row where Chama used to sit. She would start leading opening prayers then announcement. Suddenly she was now leading worship too. Chama did not fight. She didn’t argue.

She just stupidly sat at the back quietly. She would pray and fast that everything would go well. Then one Sunday, Pastor Bina announced to the church that next week there will be a special program for wedding service. The church clapped. Jama’s heart jumped. Finally, maybe finally, Pastor Obina had already noticed her and was ready to do the right thing.

A day before the church service, Jama picked up her best outfit. Her mother said to her, “Huh, if this man did not pick you see then God is a very wicked god because all the fasting and prayer you have been doing all this while I wonder how it will go in vain.” But Chama assured her mother that all is well and everything will go well.

Then Sunday came. Pastor Bina stood at the altar smiling. He then said, “The Bible says, “He who finds a good wife finds a good thing.” The church shouted, “Amen.” He then raised his voice, “Join me next month.” As I wed Sister Amaka. Thomas stood still. The microphone dropped from her hand. E. Her eyes looked around the room.

People were clapping. Some took turns to look at her in shock. Her mother placed a hand on her shoulder. Do not worry, Jama. But I warned you. But your walked out embarrassed. She didn’t cry in front of people. She just walked out of the church premises. Later that evening, Pastor Bina came to Jama’s house.

Jama was standing looking at him. He also came with a Bible and speaking to her in a very lovely tone. Chama, I hope you are not offended. Chama looked up slowly at him and said, “No sir, I am not offended.” Basina smiled and said to her, “You know you are my sister in Christ. You will always be. Do not worry. The Lord is with you. your suitor will come.

Do not worry. Juma did not even confront him. She quietly locked her door, entered her room and first time in seven whole years of waiting for pastor Obina to propose. Chama cried. In fact, she lost control. She regretted why she waited. She regretted why she rejected all suitors. She regretted why she never listened to advice or even accepted all the men that came into her life.

Jama was so weak that night. But who could she talk to? Only God. That would judge Pastor Obina for doing all of these things to her. She remembered that her mother begged her, “Charma, my daughter, let us not wait forever.” And she would always reply, “Mama, timing is the best.” As Chama sat down there, she was just remembering all the things that would have gone right or rather because of her stupidity thinking that pastor Obina loved her.

But she remembered that Pastor Bina never said I love you to her. But he would say things like, “Sister Chama, you are an example of women. God is preparing someone special for you. Don’t allow the wrong man distract you from your assignment.” Chuma remembered all those words. It was as if the ground should open and swallow her because the signs were there that pastor Obina never loved her.

But she was so dumb and stupid to not to believe whatever people were telling her. That night her mother came and sat beside her and started consoling her. Chi-Chi, I begged you. I begged you a lot to but you kept on saying God was in control. Mama, I thought I heard God though. Maybe I heard wrong.

No, you didn’t hear wrong. You didn’t just heard what your heart wanted. I need you to calm down. Calm down. God is with you. The right man will come now. Finally, Pastor Obina have showed you that he does not love you. Now you can move past it. Any man that comes to you now, you will open your arms and accept and not start waiting for a man that never told you that he was in love with you.

3 days later, the wedding invitations came out and started flying around. Pastor Obina and Amaka’s wedding Thanksgiving date Sunday 10:00 a.m. The venue, the Glory Tabernacle Church, reception follows immediately. Chama saw it in the offering basket. Someone had just dropped it inside there by mistake as if it was intentional.

As she stood there, she started overhearing two of the ushers talking behind her. H see her, she must have feel like a goat now. Pastor have used her and dump her. Can you imagine? Even one of the ushers warned her, but she didn’t listen. Now she’s here over 30 and still not married. I pray a good man comes to meet her. But Jama did not confront them.

After all, it was her stupidity that landed her where she was. She just walked out of the church that day without saying a word. During the Thanksgiving, Jama did not attend. That morning of this Thanksgiving, she just washed clothes at home. Her mother told her not to even bother going because she would not be happy seeing what was going on.

Let her not go there and be showing bitterness. She should just relax at home. Jama listened to her mother and that day she relaxed at home and did all the home chores. But regardless, that did not stop her from going to the church. Even though her mother kicked against her going to the church, she should find another church and be attending. But Chama refused.

She said she would continue to worship her God. Then the next Sunday, Chama and her mother attended the church. Immediately, Pastor Obina cited her. He did the unneful. Pastor Bina called Chama to the front seat of the church. Let us appreciate sister Chama. He announced, “She has served this church with all her heart and I’m so grateful that God is using her in many ways.” Everyone clapped.

He then continued, “I want you all to know that even though I am married now, she would always be my sister in Christ.” Chama was so embarrassed. She just sat at the front row there with her head bowed and tears could not stop from running down her face. What an embarrassment. She looked down and said to herself, “Seven whole years. Seven whole years.

and all I got was sister in Christ. Why is this man behaving as if he doesn’t know that what he’s doing is wrong? But Chama endured it. And after the service that day, she walked out and swore that she would never return to that church ever again. After Pastor Bina’s wedding, it did not take long start the change in the church. At first, it was small.

Pastor Opina looked very happy for the first two Sundays. Then Amaka would always stand beside him in church. She would hear high heels, smile very well, and she would let announcements with boldness. By the third week, she was no longer smiling. Then one Sunday morning, Amaka came to church very late.

She just walked in wearing sunglasses. She sat at the back. She didn’t say, “Praise the Lord.” though she didn’t even sat beside her husband. She didn’t even greet the elders. Immediately the church ended. She just walked out. People started to notice what was going on and they started to wonder what was going on. Why is Pastor Bina and his wife behaving strangely? Then 3 months later, no sign of Amaka any longer.

She stopped coming to the church completely. Though most of the church members, most of them were not really sure of what was going on. They were just gossiping. Eh, maybe Amaka slapped him in front of his mother. Who knows? Some would say, “Eh, maybe she moved back to his father’s house after the slap.

” But when the real rumor came and Maka was already engaged to someone in Lagos, she just came to pastor’s church to hide. But in all of this, no one truly knows what really happened and what was really going on. Not until one Thursday, police came to the church. They were asking for Pastor Obina. They said something about stolen land documents.

When Obina came out, he told them that he doesn’t know what they talking about. He looked very tired and he no longer wore clean white shirts just as he used to wear when Chama was following him up, right, down and center. But now he was now very different. Even the church member started dropping one after the other. It was so obvious that there was no kiss in his home and that was affecting his sermons in the church.

He started preaching short and confused messages. And because of that, people started dropping and stopped coming to the church. The church that once danced under Ch’s voice. People full happy now silent. Most people that stopped coming joined another church. Meanwhile, Chama decided to rebuild her life. She stayed far away from the church, but not from God.

Though she still prayed, she read her Bible. She still sang. But now in her kitchen, she started cooking for neighbors, then small events, then weddings, and from there because her food was always neat, always sweet, and she’s always on time, people started calling her Mama Jalof. From there, Chama opened a very big catering services where she cooked for large gathering.

One day, she got a call from someone she doesn’t know. It was a man and the person said, “Good morning, please. I need you. I I got your number from someone is Asyama. I am organizing a church anniversary in town. We need a keter.” Chama replied, “Yes, we are available.” They booked her. She cooked for them and they paid her so well. Because she did so well in that kitchen services.

3 weeks later, she got another call from the same man. Hey, please. Oh, I want to buy food. I really miss that food you cooked that day. Chama was so happy. After catering for this second event by the same man, Chama decided to visit him and say a proper thank you. The man was Mr. Okafo, a widowera who his wife died two years ago and he has only one child.

By the time Jama got to know this man, something clicked inside her. The two of them started talking more often on the phone and from there they started taking things to the next level. Even though the man told her that he doesn’t want to rush anything because he respects women a lot, especially a single woman that has never been married before.

It would be hard for her to accept a man who has a child. But if she ever want to consider, he’s very much available. Jama told Mr. Okafur that she would think about it but before then the two of them still maintain their friendship. Mr. Okafur would come most times and assist Chama in cooking. He will come they will spend time and with time the two of them started to fall in love.

Months passed Mr. Okafur did not change. He even had to get better in cooking all because of Chuma. He showed her respect, prayed with her and one fateful day he knelt before her and proposed. Jama accepted the proposal with her full chest and they both later got married. Hello besties, here is a very strong message for my beautiful viewers.

Assumption is not a promise and you serving God, it should not replace communication. So next time you are with that man that is smiling at you and showing you all the green flag but never opened his mouth and tell you I love you, please be sure of what the two of you are actually doing.

be sure that he’s not pastor Obina who was just passing time waiting for the right one. Please give this story a very big thumbs up and do not forget to click that subscribe button and also share to your loved ones. Mona will appreciate that. Until next time, goodbye and stay blessed.

The Danger of Silent Expectations: How Seven Years of Waiting for a Pastor Shattered a Young Woman’s World

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In the quiet, deeply prayerful village of Unimbu, life moved at a gentle, rhythmic pace dictated by community bonds, church gatherings, and shared traditions. Within this rustic setting lived Choma, a young woman whose life was defined by two extraordinary gifts: a breathtaking, soul-stirring voice that could melt the hardest of hearts, and an exceptional talent for culinary arts. Whenever the local church hosted revivals, crusades, or festive celebrations, Choma was invariably at the center of the activity. With her own hands, she would meticulously prepare pots of savory pepper soup, rich jollof rice, and perfectly wrapped moi moi, feeding the congregation with boundless generosity. Afterward, she would ascend the altar to lead the worship service, pouring every ounce of her soul into sacred songs that captivated everyone present. True to her humble nature, Choma never demanded financial compensation for her tireless service, famously repeating her guiding mantra: “I am doing it for God.”

At the spiritual helm of the church stood Pastor Obina, a charismatic and sharp-dressed young man whose fiery sermons drew worshippers from neighboring towns. With his immaculate white shirts and thunderous delivery, he commanded profound reverence. During one memorable Sunday service, Pastor Obina declared from the pulpit that his future wife must be a dedicated vessel of honor, explicitly praising Sister Choma as an exemplar of virtue. The congregation erupted into cheers and meaningful glances. For Choma and her doting mother, those words functioned as an unspoken betrothal. Convinced that divine providence had singled her out, Choma began transforming her entire life to fit the mold of a pastor’s wife. She adjusted her wardrobe, lengthened her skirts, and dedicated almost every waking hour to cleaning the altar, arranging chairs, and attending to Pastor Obina’s personal needs—carrying his bags, fetching his handkerchiefs, and serving his meals with meticulous care.

Despite warning voices from concerned church members who cautioned her against catching feelings for a man who had never explicitly declared romantic intentions or asked for her hand in marriage, Choma remained deaf to counsel. She brushed off all advice, firmly believing that spiritual intuition superseded verbal confirmation. As the years rolled by—one year, two years, three years—her fixation deepened. During this period, several genuine suitors knocked on her door: a respectable tailor met her at the market, a diligent mechanic sought her affection, and a successful businessman even traveled from Onitsha with a formal engagement ring. Blinded by her absolute certainty regarding Pastor Obina, Choma summarily rejected them all, dismissing their advances with polite indifference while waiting for a wedding proposal that existed only in her imagination.

Even her mother, who initially shared her enthusiasm, grew increasingly alarmed as Choma entered her thirties with no formal commitment from the pastor. When a kind, soft-spoken bank worker named Mr. Okafor arrived with traditional items to ask for Choma’s hand in marriage, her mother pleaded with her to accept the genuine proposal, arguing that waiting indefinitely on unconfirmed promises was a recipe for lifelong regret. Still, Choma stood her ground, refusing the bank worker and redoubling her service to Pastor Obina. She endured grueling fasting programs, ironed his clothes, and remained the perpetual pillar of support behind his ministry, convinced that her endurance would soon be rewarded at the altar.

The illusion, however, was shattered with breathtaking cruelty. Six years into her silent vigil, a sophisticated, fair-skinned newcomer named Sister Amaka joined the church. Having recently relocated from Lagos with a bold personality and polished poise, Amaka immediately caught Pastor Obina’s attention. Within weeks, Amaka smoothly usurped Choma’s traditional roles—sitting in the front row, leading opening prayers, taking over announcements, and eventually standing beside the pastor during worship sessions. Choma watched the silent coup with quiet resignation, holding onto a fragile thread of hope that a grand announcement was coming. That announcement arrived on a fateful Sunday morning when Pastor Obina beamed from the altar and casually informed the congregation that he would be wedding Sister Amaka the very next month.

The shock paralyzed the sanctuary. The microphone slipped from Choma’s trembling fingers as the reality of her self-deception crashed down upon her with crushing force. Walking out of the church in profound humiliation, she retreated to her room, where she broke down in uncontrollable tears for the first time in seven years. The agonizing realization that she had wasted her youth, rejected honorable men, and built her entire existence on unspoken assumptions filled her with deep remorse. When Pastor Obina visited her home later that evening, offering patronizing words about her status as a “sister in Christ,” Choma maintained her dignity, locked her door, and resolved to banish him from her life forever.

The aftermath of the wedding brought its own poetic justice. Shortly after marrying Amaka, Pastor Obina’s glittering facade began to crack. Amaka proved ill-suited for the demanding, unglamorous realities of rural ministry, growing increasingly distant, arrogant, and dissatisfied. Within months, marital discord tore their household apart, culminating in Amaka packing her bags and abandoning the church entirely amid swirling scandals. Concurrently, the church began to empty as disillusioned members walked away, and legal troubles regarding church property further eroded Pastor Obina’s standing, leaving him isolated and broken.

Far away from the toxic environment of the tabernacle, Choma embarked on a quiet journey of personal reconstruction. Returning to her core strengths, she transformed her culinary talent into a legitimate business, starting with small neighborhood orders and gradually expanding into a thriving professional catering enterprise known across the region for its exceptional quality and reliability. Her dedication and hard work finally brought her financial independence, professional respect, and genuine peace of mind.

Fate, however, had one final, beautiful chapter in store. While fulfilling a major catering contract for a local church anniversary, Choma caught the attention of Mr. Okafor, a gentle widower who had lost his wife two years prior. Recognizing her exceptional character, deep humility, and quiet grace, Mr. Okafor approached her with sincere intentions. Unlike her past experience, there were no silent assumptions or ambiguous signals; Mr. Okafor communicated his love openly, respected her boundaries, and treated her with unwavering devotion. As their friendship blossomed into deep affection, he formally proposed to her with a genuine ring and an open heart. Choma accepted, stepping into a real, legally bound, and emotionally fulfilling marriage that completely healed the scars of her past. Her journey offered an enduring, powerful lesson for all: assumption is never a promise, and spiritual dedication should never serve as a substitute for clear, honest human communication.