Where is the devil?
Growing up, I thought it was obvious that I was poor. We
lived every day to the bare-bones. At the market when they saw us and they knew, without asking.
We
need you to make things happen.
Being poor is knowing exactly how much everything costs.
Being poor is hoping the stomach pain goes away.
Being poor is
relying on people who don’t give a damn about you.
Being poor is people
thinking they know something about you by the way you talk.
Being poor is
off-brand clothes…instead of Reebok we had Responds. Instead of Addidas we had
Adidos.
So you see I didn’t have to say a word.
I
felt the stigma of poverty every hour growing up, even in my own home, but I
never admitted to friends at school just how desperate my situation was, I
lived in my own made-up reality.
I remember sitting on the kitchen floor
saying to myself, they said hell was real, I don’t need conceiving. Something snapped and I
ended up on the floor crying and screaming and felt like I was drowning. I fell
to the floor while the sun was still up. Night came, and I was still on the
floor and I didn't want to get up. I didn't want to because I didn't want to go
back to the life I was living. We were living in our
own hell on earth.
I had nothing to lose and I was willing
to sell my soul just to have warm food in my stomach, clean clothes, respect
when people look at us.
But just like many other gods…. The devil never did show up. Just like many other gods, he was silent and my battle wasn’t worth fighting for. Am sure he had many other important people to see.
My soul had no value to his mission. A
skinny young African what could I possibly have to offer to advance his
objectives….whatever that is.But just like many other gods…. The devil never did show up. Just like many other gods, he was silent and my battle wasn’t worth fighting for. Am sure he had many other important people to see.
They say in the world only the strong
survive. A truly good God shouldn't tolerate bad
guys. And us good guys, since we're on His side, we should be getting all the
fun! We should be driving the finest cars, living in
the biggest mansions, having food to eat.
“Walking towards hope”
It’s a small word, but
its meaning is far from small. But now that I come of age, I have
come to an understanding.
Hopelessness is a very real thing. Maybe you feel overwhelmed, trapped, or
insecure; there might be challenges that someone is facing where there seems
like no solution is ever possible.
There is always hope no matter how frustrated you feel.
There is always hope no matter how much pain and heartache you’ve endured.
Hope always exists, even if it so small you cannot see it, there is hope; even if you have been bullied, there is hope; even if you’ve been a victim, there is hope; even if you’ve encountered the darkest of situations, there is hope.
Having hope is a personal decision, a bold conviction—a choice. Hope is something worth holding onto; a conviction that comes from gut purpose, and a clear understanding of what drives you
Hope always exists, even if it so small you cannot see it, there is hope; even if you have been bullied, there is hope; even if you’ve been a victim, there is hope; even if you’ve encountered the darkest of situations, there is hope.
Having hope is a personal decision, a bold conviction—a choice. Hope is something worth holding onto; a conviction that comes from gut purpose, and a clear understanding of what drives you
If you’ve lost hope and can’t find a reason to ever hope again.
Maybe you’ve uttered words like these without really believing they will
come to pass. So often, expressions of hope are laced with discouragement and
doubt, especially in the face of overwhelming loss, repeated failures and
betrayals of trust. No matter how serious your circumstances, they are subject
to change, and you can have hope.
Hope should be the spark you need. It should make you jump up and do something. However, we should recognize the fact that we cannot merely “focus on strengths of hope.” We also have to keep on WORKING HARD.
Hope should be the spark you need. It should make you jump up and do something. However, we should recognize the fact that we cannot merely “focus on strengths of hope.” We also have to keep on WORKING HARD.
Success is not luck, we have to create our own luck … by doing the right
things … so we get the effects we want.
Thank you so much for visiting.
Comments
Post a Comment