WHAT HAS YOUR LIFE PRODUCED? THE QUESTION THAT KEPT ME WONDERING WHILE ON TRANSIT TODAY BY MASTERPIECE DAVID OLAWADE
With a heart of rejoicing after a successful outing at Ado Ekiti, I woke up as early as possible, packed my belongings with the consciousness of not leaving anything behind.
Hmmm, missing my beloved kingdom brothers, daddy and mummy in the faith over there who ministered to me both spiritual stuffs and carnal things for my stomach infrastructure can’t be denied. Their hospitality and welfarism was just on point as usual.
As early as I planned, Bro. Tunde as usual came to my rescue as he took me to the park. “Thank God I won’t stay for long” was the words that filled my heart as I discovered only few passengers were remaining for us to take off for Ibadan.
Entering into the bus, the last memorable scene I could recall was beholding Bro. Tunde waving to me emotionally as he said “we will see in Akure soon” and the last sound I heard was the zoom of the car as he returned.
Entering into the bus I observed other passengers with different expressions and I said to myself “Different faces for different places”.
To avoid boredom as we began our journey, I brought out my earpiece, inserted and started listening to musics. Tracks varying from that of Apostle Awe Ayo, Daps, Lawrence Oyor, Frank Edwards were enough to make me enjoy every second of the journey.
After we journeyed for over an hour, we approached a town with bumps on the road and we had to slow down. Still lost in the songs as I soaked, I had a continuous knock on the glass close to the door where I sat.
I beheld a young deaf and dumb beggar knocking continuously and these thoughts filled my heart.
I imagined a man who has thousands of ideas in his mind but can’t communicate it to anyone and remain limited by his inabilities while we have millions of young men who could communicate their ideas and have heard thousands of tapes, lectures and songs yet they still don’t have a bearing for their lives.
I considered a man who is daily in pains of hunger and his greatest achievement for a day is to get something to eat for that day while we have many folks who could afford three score meal daily but are irrelevant in their generation.
I imagined a blind man who sees visions from within him of heights he could attain, where he could be and how he could be what he saw but he is physically limited by what his inadequacies have warranted him.
I also considered folks around who could see from within and with out but yet they are irresponsible to their personal development.
I pictured those beggars on the wheel chair who desired deep down in their heart to be up and doing and have plans to visit places where their expertise could be needed but the longest distance they can ever cover is that which their weak hands can help them with as they push the wheels of their wheelchair, may be 30 meters per day.
If you have access to this article, I want you to know that you have all it takes to be who God has destined you to be irrespective of your present circumstances.
What have you done with your life since that day you had the understanding that you are not handicapped in anyway?
It’s a moment of sober reflection.