It’s 3am and sleep seems to elude me. I hardly slept for up to 4hours last night and i didn’t sleep all day too, O sleep where has thou gone?. So this is me putting my insomnia to good use☺. Continue reading
I saw a little girl today, she’d be about four years old, I’ve never met her before today, but she looked so cute, just playing with some older children and I smiled at her, you can’t believe that this little girl ran up to me and gave me a big hug! I found it so interesting and sweet, it reminded me about the innocence of childhood.
A few minutes before that, i had come across two little girls (probably sisters) the older girl couldn’t be more than six years, and the younger girl should have been about 3years old. As I watched these young ones running around together- the younger girl still walking with a “waddling” gait- I couldn’t help but be amazed that once upon a time, i had been that tiny and cute and naive, having no care in my heart than what to eat and when I’d be allowed to play, those were the days of total irresponsibility.
Much earlier in the day, I had been reminiscing about a statement a friend made days back, he had said “the mind doesn’t grow old, it’s the body that does”, i wasn’t particularly thinking about how true/false this satement is but i was thinking about me, and how the older I get, the slower my mind is growing. As a teenager, with each new birthday, i realised that there was some drastic change in my thought processess and mindset to the point that I’d tell myself “i can’t believe i was so naive just a year ago” or “i can’t believe I liked that thing just a year ago”. it seemed like my mind was changing just as fast as my body was growing. But now, just as the changes in my body are subtle, except for some weight gain/loss from time to time, my mind’s growth seems to have slowed down quite a bit. My last birthday was a few weeks back, and as i think of my mindset a year ago and now, except for some upgrades here and there, there haven’t been so many EUREKA! moments of late, no monumental shifts in ideology. I feel like I’m stable and I think that’s what we call maturity.😊
To crown this all up, when I woke up this morning I read Ephesians 4:14
Then we shall no longer be children, carried by the waves and blown about by every shifting wind of the teaching of deceitful people, who lead others into error by the tricks they invent.
Ephesians 4:14 GNB
(Look how the same theme of growth just seemed to flow through my day. The Holy Spirit is an amazing personality.😊)
After reading this scripture, I tried to think about my growth in Christ Jesus. Just as I had pondered over the growth of my body and my mind, i thought about the growth of my spirit. My first temptation was to think of how much more of God I know, but it quickly struck me that this wouldn’t be the best scale for measurement, wouldn’t it be better to think about how much of Jesus is reflected through me than how much head knowledge of him I have? I have to ask myself questions like, how has my character changed? How much of a priority is Jesus to me? How willing am I about letting the Holy spirit strip me of old habits? And just like the scripture i read said, another good measure is to ask how easily am I carried away by every new wave of doctrine?
So, how has growing up been for you? Has your mind been renewed? Is your spirit robust? I try to imagine, if i could see my spirit like i see my body, if i could view it in a mirror how would i look? Beautiful and Chubby or haggard and lean?
I decided to think up practical ways to be intentional about my growth in Christ. I’m still at it. I just might share some ideas with you later. Please don’t stay stagnant, make sure you are growing and measuring that growth by the right parameters.😉
Black white smoke hovering in the place i call my mind (i decided the smoke had to be white because I’m a child of light😊). Continue reading
27th March, 2016. Easter sunday. About 2:30am…
I lay fast asleep on my comfy bed and in my subconcious I realised I had fallen asleep on a chat (again). I raised my heavy eyelids slowly and with sleep-laden eyes I saw my tab was still just by my head. The light in the room was on, I heard the sound of the generator too “so this NEPA people dont want to give us light” I thought (and yes, I still call them NEPA). I checked the time on my tab, closed it, rolled over and went back to sleep. Sweet, sweet, sleep.
Minutes later I was aroused from sleep again, for some reason I still cant explain. In my mind’s eye I saw a stick just a few centimetres away from my face, it was coming from the direction of the window just behind my bed. At first it didnt register and I was dozing off again when suddenly my mind came awake. I had actually seen a stick! My eyelids flung open this time but behold there was no stick to be seen anymore. Talk about eerie. Was l hallucinating or was this one of those “they came from the village to hunt me” kind of thing? My curiosity and amazement wouldn’t let me go back to bed so I got up. Something else wasn’t right, the window by my bed was wide open. Normally, this shouldn’t be strange but I was so sure it had been closed when I went to bed the night before. Ok, so I was getting really confused. Anyway I shut the window again but my mind was quite alert now trying to piece all the parts of this crazy puzzle together and come up with a logical conclusion. None was forthcoming. “Is this how people loose it?”
Still baffled and confused (plus a little scared), l went into the bathroom to ease myself. I had been there just a little while when I heard it, a faint scratcy sound from the direction of that same window! OMG! This time I was scared, not just a little but ‘plenty’. I was almost too scared to even come out and check what was happening. In my shoes what would you do? ( answer that before you continue reading).
Have you? Well this was my own reaction. I said a prayer in my heart, probably quoted a verse of scripture and then peeped out of the bathroom. I was almost startled out of my mind by what I saw. The window I had just locked was wide open….again! To add to that I saw the stick……again! And this time a brown filthy-looking sac was hanging from it in midair and both were moving, ever so gently out of that window. Now pause and think again, in my shoes PLEASE what would you do?
I didn’t pause and think though, I acted on impulse (thank God I did). I screamed, ran and grabbed the sac ( It was like film trick). At that time I didn’t really care what was in it, I just knew that that bag was conveying something from my room and I wasn’t going to let it out of my window. It took a little struggle and some shouting before the sac was ‘released’ and when I dipped my hand inside out came my tablet (which by the way is just about a month old!).
My scream had woken others in the house and in a short time, a search party comprising family members was outside trying to figure out what had actually happened. The search revealed that a petty thief (‘petty’ because the thief obviously wasn’t armed enough to ‘bail us up’ and actually steal ‘heavy’ stuff) had gained entrance into the compound, torn the net of my window, and removed some valuable items from the room (but nothing as valuable as the tablet).
So my Easter Sunday was pretty eventful. I was glad to discover that I wasnt ‘loosing it’ like I had feared (whew! Such a relief). More importantly I was too glad that the thief hadn’t made away with my tab. When I was at the station later to report the matter , the D.P.O joked that the Holyspirit must have woken me at that time. I agree.
You can imagine a fenced house with a gate and doors, locked with keys and bolts, windows with protectors and all these security measures yet through a tiny hole in the window I was robbed. It’s quite a lesson for me. So if you ever thought you have been safe because you are careful or smart or both, darling, please think again. As much as we take all possible precautions to stay safe, we must remember in our ‘heart of hearts’ that there is One who sees when all eyes are shut and it is He alone that can truly keep us safe. The best part is he doesn’t safe gaurd just our bodies and earthly goods but our spirit and soul as well. Thats why I love this God!
The story doesn’t end here though. I think God was determined to make Easter as memorable as possible for me because later that evening I got news that shocked me. Something unexpected happened. I would tell you all about it now but I think i’ve talked (or typed) enough for one post.
So find out in part two *winks*
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