Hope deferred makes the heart sick. Most times it seemed easier to have no expectations than having one and being disappointed.
Rachel's life never remained the same after She almost lost both of her parents in a ghastly car accident on the day of her matriculation.
After her secondary school, She waited for two years before she could gain admission into the university of her choice doing the course of her dreams.
Her parents had started preparing for her matriculation two months ahead of time. They wanted to show and express how proud they were of their only daughter and they wanted the world to know about it too.
Rachel had never caused her parents to worry since she was a little child. They only time they were worried was when She was at home for two years when most of her friends had gained admission into the university.
"My baby girl, you see what I was telling you. When God does something, He does it perfectly. Most of your friends that enter school before you, they are not doing the course of their dreams, but you my child, God gave you yours and He had a reason for it. What we were expecting for a whole two years came to us perfectly" Mrs. Folake advised.
It's your matriculation today. We have celebrated the long awaited admission now we have another one set before us, please don't disappoint us. Anyone you notice that is a good child and with hot brains make them your friend ohh. Don't forget to read your bible and pray everyday.
These were the last words my Mum told me before they left that day. I could see my Dad winking at me while my Mum preached to me. He was fond of that and that always made me smile.
As their car drove off, I journeyed to my hostel. That day I couldn't help feeling uneasy. Something was wrong but I couldn't pinpoint the exact thing.
My Mum just implanted another expectation in my heart before She left. She had advised that She wanted me to be the best graduating student in my set.
I wondered if that was the reason I felt uneasy because I had gotten two average scores in two test already. Deep down I knew that wouldn't be the case.
My Dad is an elder in the church and from His life, I have observed that whenever He was in the same situation, He prayed in the Spirit (praying in tongues).
I think the greatest gift my parents gave me before I left for school was to give me that experience of being baptised by the Holy Spirit.
I knelt down beside my bed and began praying. All of a sudden I started crying. I didn't know why I was crying but I just couldn't stop crying. I was so filled with the presence of God that I started praying in an understanding and canceling every spirit of death. I never knew I was actually saving my parents from death.
Rachel stopped for a while and looked at Her audience as their eyes were so glued on her to hear the next words from her mouth.
It was as if all the pain She felt that day came rushing back in again. She paused and cleaned her eyes with the handkerchief.

Five hours later, I got a call from the hospital. The said my Number was the last dialed and they decided to call. My parents were in the hospital.
"What happened?" I screamed.
Madam, I must tell you that the God you serve is really good to you. They are just admitted because we want to do a scan to check if they suffered any internal injury before we let them go.
There was a ghastly car accident. It claimed the lives of 7 people. Your parents would have been included but miraculously they seem to be doing better than expected.
Everyone in the hall stood up and started clapping and shouting.
What God cannot do does not exist.
The expectations of the enemy will never see light.
Thanks for reading ❤️❤️❤️
The pressure of expectations is real, but your story beautifully shows how faith steps in when we can’t.
Nice writeup