Find it

Find it

As a child, I witnessed my parents. Mum especially going from one prayer house to another.



From time to time, there were "men of god" coming over to the house for prayers. They would pray and pray and pray. Suddenly they would prophesy. I held on to these prophesies as they were of good things to come and eagerly waited days, then weeks, for months and years for the manifestation. Nothing happened so, gradually I stopped hoping.



The "men of god” still flocked to our house for prayers. I began to detest them but would comply out of respect for my mum. When they launched into a prophecy, I would shut them out. I had stopped expecting. Now I knew better.  On one of such days, one prophesied something bad would happen if I travelled back to school on a particular date. Although genuinely scared, against my mothers, wish I travelled.  Guess what happened? Nothing !!!! 



Like the old me, maybe you trust and believe in the wrong thing or person. You regard everything they say. You meditate on it and run with it, relying solely and wholly on it/them, You don’t seek answers for yourself. instead you gorge down what they tell you and like fast food fills our bodies with empty calories you are left with false hope. It may or may not be a ‘man of god’.  It may be your influential uncle, your friend, money or yourself. 



Don’t misconstrue this. Okay?  There is a place for trust as a virtue that grows over time with experience and all. We need to be trustworthy and trusting of people who have proven themselves to be trustworthy. My point here is, in some situations we need and have to trust someone bigger because when the chips are down for the real stuff, our trust in these things and people wouldn’t yield much. 



My dad had fallen ill. The doctors did all they knew but things weren’t improving. Men of God were at our home praying and prophesying. As they spat out “prophesies” I held on to one for the first time in years.  He is healed!!! He would live and not die!! I felt assured. I trusted the words from his mouth. I hoped.  Time passed. Daddy died 2 weeks after. 



Whilst you try to make sense of what you have just read. I urge you to ponder. Who do you trust? (I trusted a “man of God” limited and incapable as he was) What gives you hope? What makes it worthwhile? I urge you to find it, and whatever your answer is, I pray you are at peace with it. I pray He is immortal because that is the only One that makes it worthwhile.



Reflect………

Oma Harold T.

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Grace
Grace
17 Aug 2019 06:31 PM
Sounds very familiar.Seeking for ourselves indeed is key.

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