When God Intervenes

Chapter 13 🌺

Featured Song:
In The Room (Tasha Cobbs Leonard & Naomi Raine)

The Present- Elias' POV:

As the church doors opened, I was beyond speechless. There she was, the woman that captivated my heart, walking down the aisle, embodying both beauty and grace. Her dress was exquisitely detailed with delicate beading that sparkled and perfectly highlighted her glowing melanin. Her look was completed with a see-through veil that gracefully framed her beautiful face. Her hairstyle was elegant yet simple, perfectly complementing the overall look. 

Her eyes met mine, and she smiled; a smile that made my heart skip a beat. A flood of emotions took a hold of me, and as she drew closer, tears welled up in my eyes. The moment I had prayed for, hoped for, and dreamed about was finally coming to pass. 

Taking her hand in mine, we stood at the altar, but in the blink of an eye, we were no longer there. Instead, we were at our favorite spot by the lake, where we had shared countless evenings together. We sat down on the bench, and she turned to look at me, as if she wanted to say something. Just as she began to speak, she started to fade. Shocked, I reached out desperately to grab her hand, but my fingers passed right through her, and she completely vanished. 

I jolted awake, breathless and confused. It was only a dream, yet it felt so real. In a blink of an eye, I'd lost everything, and it was nothing short from reality. I neglected the only person that meant the most to me while trying to act as a shield. How foolish could I be? 

If only I hadn't been in this predicament. If only I had been shown mercy by the one, I hoped and trusted would save me. Just like my parents, He too had avoided and abandoned me in my time of need. I've caused Sere so much pain. If only I wasn't led to her. If only I hadn't listened. If only I had kept my distance; such a good woman wouldn't have to suffer so much.

I sat up, gripping the edge of the bed. Laying down felt suffocating, as though my thoughts would swallow me whole. Suddenly, the door creaked open, and Japhet walked in, his bag still slung over his shoulder.

"You're up early," he said, placing a paper bag on the desk. "I don't know if Sere has brought any, but I've got you some fresh fruits."

"Thanks," I replied, managing a small smile.

"So, where is she? Grabbing breakfast?"

"She's not here. I haven't seen her since last night." I paused, reflecting on the last two things she had said.

"So why are her things here?" he asked, eyebrows knitting together.

"Those have been on the chair since yesterday. She didn't take them with her before leaving."

"I know you aren't well, but have you tried calling to check if she got home safely or who she went home with? She wasn't in the best state after learning about your condition, and this is her handbag. All her essential items like money, bank cards, and other important stuff should be in there."

"Trust me, I've tried. I've even defied the nurses' orders by getting up to search for her around the hospital myself. I've also called countless times, but I haven't been able to get through," I admitted. I've been nothing but worried since she walked out. 

"Why didn't you inform me? What if something were to happen to her? What was the last thing she told you before leaving?"

"We had a small argument, and she stepped out after—after I..."

"What did you say to her, Elias?" he pressed, his eyes fixed on me with a piercing glare.

I remained quiet. The guilt I felt was eating me up. 

"When will you learn to truly treasure her? She's one of a kind. I barely see women like her these days," he said, shaking his head.

"I... I am," I stuttered, trying to convince myself. 

"Stop lying to yourself, bro. I've been covering for you every time she comes around. Do you have any idea how many times she's waited for hours just to see or speak to you because she hasn't heard from you in days or weeks? Yet, you never make an effort to meet her. This has been going on for a while now. This isn't the Elias Manning I know. I used to look up to you as someone who would guide me on the right path, but now you can't even find it yourself. What has even happened to your faith, man? Why have you let the enemy in?"

"What's the point of having faith when, as soon as troubles or trials come, I'm left all alone to face them?!" I lashed out, my voice breaking.

"No, you are wrong. You gave up on God. You started limiting His ability. He isn't called 'Capable God' for show. You let your doubts and fears cloud your mind. You fed your fears and starved your faith. Look at Job, David, the three Hebrew boys, and Daniel. If they had limited God's ability and lacked faith, would they have been healed, saved, or victorious?"

"I... I don't know," I mumbled, feeling a lump in my throat.

"You helped in leading me to Christ a year ago, and I won't stop until I've done the same for you. Deny it all you want now, but my prayers will surely be heard and fulfilled. In regard to Serenity, I've told you before and I'll tell you again: stop pushing her away. Treasure her and be honest with her. I lost my parents and Mr. Mclaughin, and trust me, it wasn't easy. Love those you can while you are here and enjoy the time you have together. Get married, go on dates, travel, make good memories, and most importantly, get a hold on yourself. Reflect on everything and you'll see what went wrong."

With that said, he left, and I was alone with my thoughts again. It was nothing short of suffocating. I couldn't bear it any longer, so I got up, put on my wristband, and took a walk with my phone in my hand, hoping I'd finally get through to Sere. If anyone could help, it definitely would be her.

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