Day: September 8, 2021

Hard

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Today, I received news of the passing of a dear colleague.

The first question we usually ask when someone dies is “What happened?” The answer provided never fully satisfies the question. The answer always triggers more questions.

I cannot reconcile with the news as he was one of the most energetic people I knew. For ill-health to take him away in such a record time was unbelievable. But death does not require belief for it to be true.

Life is checked by death, not stopped. He lives on.

I am thankful for days it is hard to be thankful. They also contribute to a life of gratitude.

A miracle before me

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A child picked a keg of premium motor spirit (PMS), instead of the keg of dual purpose kerosene (DPK), and turned the content into the local stove until brimful.

She proceeded to get a matchbox, took out a matchstick, and started striking to start a fire.

But the fire wouldn’t start. Not even a spark. After going through several matchsticks, the frustrated girl walks to her father to come and help her.

When the dad got to the stove, the strong smell of PMS hit him. He took the matchbox from his daughter before checking the stove. True to his suspicion, it was PMS.

He broke down in tears, giving thanks to God. His daughter was perplexed and started crying too.

He drew her to himself and explained the miracle of the matchstick not lighting. It would have been an explosion with no limit to what the impact might have been, especially as the PMS keg was still open by the side.

I was told this story by the girl some years ago. That girl is my mum.

Sometimes, not having a spark is a blessing.

– Osasu Oviawe