One of the most interesting things about life is how small things become, after success or growth.
Whenever I go to the house I grew up in, I wonder how it was able to hold so many memories and people. It just seems so small now.
When I resigned from my first paying job after University, I was amazed at how normal everyone there looked from the outside, including the bosses. Everyone just seemed so regular.
When I moved on from my first relationship, I could not explain the illusions that kept me transfixed. The world just looked different.
When I get promoted from a role, it becomes more obvious how limiting the range of my concerns were, and how limited the influence I actually had was. My interpretation of events become more sincere.
Why wait for success or growth to show you how small your world is, relative to the available possibilities?
Whatever you are currently experiencing is not the full story. It is a tiny part of the story. Understanding this, will help you delay judgment until you get new eyes from a higher view. There is always a higher view.
– Osasu Oviawe
Day: December 18, 2020
Reality
Psalm 72:18
Blessed be the LORD, the God of Israel, who alone does wondrous things.
Homily:
When I read the above passage, I recalled some tweets recently shared by Editi Effiong, who is currently going through deep pain of loss.
“My dearest friend walked with me to get married. I
walked with him a few years later. We worked and
grew together. 18 years.
On Friday he comforted us. On Saturday, he lost his
wife and children. Everything that meant anything.
Please keep the ones you love in prayers.
This morning, another dear friend loses her baby to
the same illness that took our Bibi.
And I prayed so much for that baby. I prayed so
hard.
I prayed so much.
I once thought we needed to be good, to be kind, to
love our neighbours, in hope for redemption, some
grace and kind safe keeping.
I have little faith left in these things today, and the
creator, our father in heaven, has not made it easy
to trust in him any longer.
My dear friend always prayed “Those who trust in
the Lord shall not be ashamed”. For 18 years, I
heard him pray this prayer.
He trusted the Lord on his day of adversity, but is
sat today, shamed beyond belief, broken beyond
recognition.
Please do not preach to me. I trusted God without
question, even on the day I put my child in the
ground. I never asked questions.
If God needs to wreck a man just to prove a point,
that’s plain wickedness and I am not here for that.”
I pray that God heals him and those he cares about, Amen.