Sylvial Muvevi - Troubled marriage
My name is Sylvia Muvevi. When I came to South Africa in 2008, I was going to another church different from Oasis Christian Assembly. My husband did not go to church and this used to hurt me a lot as I wished we could be counted among the couples I used to admire so much in church. He used to just drop me off at church and pick me up when it was finished.           

I used to hold prayer meetings at home and every time he arrived he would go straight to the bedroom. Many times he would send people to collect something from the house and they would go back without collecting anything. Their report to him would be that they found the house full of ladies who were praying. This is when strife started in my marriage. My husband became very angry with me because he felt there was too much church going on in the house. He was so cross that he started drinking a lot and coming home very late or in the morning. He even told his friends that instead of me looking for a job, I was always wasting time going to church.

One day I invited him to the church which I was going to and he agreed to come. During service the Pastor made an alter call for those who wanted to be born again and he did not go, so I pinched him. He just looked at me with that talking eye and when we walked out of the church, he was very angry and started shouting at me. The habit of coming home late became worse. My marriage started falling apart and I used to cry everyday. He came home drunk in the mornings and when I asked him why he was doing that he would say “what is your problem I am also going to my church."

So one day when he was sober I asked him to take me with him where he was going so that we could be together. He said he would not go with someone who drank soft drinks or juice so for me to save my marriage I felt I had to do what my husband wanted. We started going out together to drink beer and we would come back home drunk. I started drinking more than him and at that time we moved from where we were staying to Northgate.

The ladies whom I used to fellowship with started phoning me to find out why I was not coming to church. I would give excuses and lie to them. Sometimes I would ignore their calls or give my son the phone to tell them that I was not at home.. Click here to continue reading