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All round the year, they kept coming to seek Darego’s hand in marriage: The Rich, The Poor and The Handsome! It was as though, fair and beautiful Maidens have gone extinct in the land, except Darego; and of a truth, She deserves the encomium. She was decently beautiful, seasoned and courteous, a trait most men desire in their woman.

Darego was once married to the son of Tevi, the only Widow in the land of Adullam. The union ended abruptly due to the mysterious passing away of the Widow’s only son: making Darego the second Widow in Adullam — this did not hinder suitors from persisting for her hand in marriage, but she did not give anyone of her numerous admirers any consideration.

In the culture of the people of Adullam, a maiden widow who finds favour to remarry will be subjected to a year of complete isolation, only to be seen by her newly betrothed husband. The reason for this they said was to protect the widow maiden from public harassment of remarrying; but this did not explained why Darego has continually turn down her many suitors.
Perhaps she was still soul-tied to her deceased husband, no one can tell; however one thing was clear and glaring to everyone in Adullam, and that is: Darego never stopped labouring and serving her feeble mother-in-law, even after five years of her husband’s mysterious passing away.

Many atimes Tevi told Darego to move on, start afresh a new family, since she was still young and without child. Her response had always been there was no way she would leave Tevi to die of loneliness (yes! loneliness would have kill Tevi faster than hunger, because she had no family left except Darego).

And so continued Darego to labour on the field, for means of livelihood for both herself and the poor old Tevi, until the day ‘Goodness’ came to town and chose Darego and Tevi as his beneficiary.

That fateful day, Darego was on her way to the town’s market circle to sell her harvested baskets of barley. She stopped by the road side to unpacked her sagging load of barleys and tried to repack them to else the burden on her. Suddenly out of the blue, some horses saddled to a carriage came racing towards her, but before She could get her goods off the roadside the horses were all over the goods — her baskets of barleys went flying in the air, and the barleys took shelter in the fine sand: never to be separated again!

The chariot rider managed to bring the horses to a halt after travelling a few metres and the Man in the carriage alighted. He walked gracefully to where Darego knelt, musing over the incident with laughter. Surprised by her laughter, the Man addressed Darego,
“woman can I ask what you find funny in this incident? Aren’t all your goods damaged?” Darego looking in his direction, gave him a smile and said

“Sir, what are barleys without life, and what is labour without peace of mind; haven’t you read: is not the life more than meat, and the body than raiment?”…. one response led to another question… and Darego ignorantly exchanged series of tactful conversation with the Prince of Adullam, whom she has only heard of but never seen. Darego’s bold responses got the Prince awe and captivated. He has never had any maiden talked with so much confidence, wisdom and decorum. And when the truth got to Darego, she fell on her face to the ground, prayed for the Prince to pardon her forwardness, afterwhich fate had its way.

For the rest of her life, Darego never had to beg the Prince again, except for the last time she pleaded he should allow her bring Tevi to the palace with her to reign. Offcourse the Prince — to-be king — granted her request with great delight. And what was once a culture in Adullam — for widow maiden to be kept in isolation for remarrying — became a tale, because of the sacrificial service and faithfulness of Darego to Tevi.

It wasn’t long before Darego became the Queen of the land. And as for Tevi, she lived to the fulfilness of her age carrying Darego’s sons and daughters.
Therefore beloved, check it if the love you claim you have does not cost you any sacrifice; because it is sacrificial love that gives eternal value to a course.
1Corinthians 13:1-13

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  1. This was a great read but aside that it drew my attention to hope in Darego’s reaction to the accident. Many times when things like that happen we fail to deliberately give thanks in the midst of the circumstance perhaps because we see and estimate the reality of our loss and fail to see the most important thing which is life was spared….indeed if there is life there is hope so we say thank you
    Great job

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