When John woke up, he had a hangover; he hadn’t had such for
a very long time. He was going to sleep in, it was Sunday, and he already made
up his mind not to go to worship, he would rest towards Monday’s stressful week
and the ‘call’ he had later that same evening at the hospital.
He regretted the sexual encounter already, he had had
unprotected sex and he could feel already; within his body, that he might have
an infection; God! Let it not be HIV.
He would give it some time, but he felt there was no reason
to go on HIV prophylaxis; he would take the huge gamble with fate; everyone is
having sex without catching the virus, maybe he will have that grace.
John had reached this crossroad in his life where he felt he
still acted as a child. In this worldliness of sexual sins, he has survived
more than once; here he was, a doctor, what more did he want in his life, He
had it all, but his lack of love must have been the cause for his sexual
weakness and promiscuity; he was quite notorious. It was impossible not to
notice him. He was a light that could not be hidden. He had to change, he had
had enough of the madness of this sexual norm; which he was swimming in, he had
to retrace his steps to God, and that fact was the most complex of the
decisions.
When he was younger, he had a great relationship with God. But
from a young age, he always loved women, but more importantly, he never had
true friends; he was mostly depressed and longed for happiness, his home played
another role in his breakdown. Although he accepts responsibility for all that
has happened in his life, he did feel that if he had a firmer foundation as a
young person, he would have avoided some of the bad choices he made as a teenager
and which he has continued to make.
