I tried to always go home on Sundays even though I had a tight schedule because of my course of study so I was surprised when my father called me to come home that Wednesday…
“Dad..today is fellowship”
“Its important, you won’t spend more than an hour, just come home” I became scared, what could be wrong,was everyone alright, My mother,I had seen her on Sunday, was there something he wanted to give me in person, did somebody die in our family… did Erica say something to him, that was the most likely but she wouldn’t do that would she? I decided to just go and find out what was wrong.
I sat in the study for five minutes staring at him while he meditated with his bible opened in front of him, I stared at the clock, I had just one hour to spare but I couldn’t rush him. I finally leaned forward. “Daddy.. what is it?”I paused “are you okay,is something wrong?” hope he didn’t have any health issue He sat up and looked at me
”I had been on my annual fasting”he said
“Ok?” My father usually fasted for 40days on his own, it made him pray and get closer to God..when he became silent again, I knew something was wrong He leaned backwards and peered at me
“I had a dream about you days ago” What…I sat up shocked, I didn’t like my father’s dreams because I knew of their history, God was always telling him something and he usually knew something before any of us did. My heart was pounding as I began to sweat while he studied me calmly, I felt like sinking in my chair out of guilt
“What about Dad?” I finally managed to blurt out
“Is everything okay in school?”he asked
“What was the dream about, you are scaring me” I said He sighed, closed his bible, pulled his glasses and rubbed his eyes..what was with the suspense, I was about peeing in my pants…
“You were in a strange place and crying bitterly” he began, my chest fell..in relieve, but he was still looking at me with accusing eyes so I decided not to relax yet “You were really in agony” he said again wearing back his glasses
“Dad it was just a dream”
“Like you lost something vital..I dont take my dreams lightly especially concerning somebody I love..you know that” he continued
“Yes Daddy but..” He leaned forward on the desk
“So would you tell me what is going on..what’s wrong?”he asked calmly, my thoughts were racing
“Nothing Dad..I’m fine”
“My dreams don’t lie”
“Maybe you were worried about me” I dismissed, I knew the dream was scary but I couldnt let my Dad see that..
“Why would I be worried about you..I know you are in Gods hands and I always pray for you.. ” he paused “Tell me the truth and don’t lie to me”. Yeah..the problem was I was still a child to my Father..
“I’m not lying Dad..”
” Does it have anything to do with the dating issue you talked about? ” Guilt flashed in my eyes but it was gone, I admit I feared it was that, what else, I had gone outside my Dad’s wish to date out of disobedience and he had seen it
“No..why would you think that..?” My Dad took off his glasses and looked straight at me, god when would all this end, he was using his lawyer act on me and it wouldn’t be long before I spilled..
“Are you dating anyone?”he asked bluntly
“N..no Dad, no one”I denied
“I want to meet the young man”
“There’s no one Dad” I said again calmly not meeting his eyes, Martin would not survive him and we just started, why was it a big deal “I’m not dating anybody.. Can I go?”I tapped my fingers on the desk
“If I find out you are lying to me..you know the consequences” I nodded and stood up, he was overreacting , no big deal about a dream besides God would have shown me too..right. I needed to get out of there though, the room was becoming very intense…as i reached for the door handle he continued
“You weren’t alone..there was a young man watching you from afar off..a strange man” I turned to look at him in shock.
*What do you think is the meaning of the dream, did her father see more than that?please I need your comments below, thanks.