I was 28 yesterday! The years are gradually beginning to pile up. It seems just like yesterday, when as a teenager, I was wondering what life was all about and what the future holds for me; until I entered the university and found Jesus, or rather, was found of Him - because I wasnt looking; only then did life become meaningful, and the fear of uncertainty turned into the fondness of it: the future no longer became a thick darkness through which I had to tread, but a shining light of attraction beckoning on me. For the one with whom I now am is master over it also. I had a family, I had friends, I had an education, but life still was not meaningful, until I had God also; for after all, is it not when we find meaning in Him that every other aspect of life take on deeper significance? But we lose everything when we lose Him; but if we have Him, it doesnt matter what or who we dont have. As I once heard one of my heroes, Zac Poonen, say I can afford to lose the friendship of everyone in the world for Christs sake. And he meant it. So as I turned 28, I turned to Jesus; He was still there, a ready Companion - my greatest Achievement. It might be wondered, At 28, what have you accomplished? FW Boreham, the greatest writer of all time, my hero, might choose to say Birthdays are mere records of time, not registers of distance. They tell me how long I have been on the road, not how far I have traveled. Someone else might choose to answer Age is the matter of the mind; if you dont mind, it doesnt matter. Both would be saying the same thing: you dont use age to determine accomplishment. My own answer would be this:Whatever age I get to, 28 or another, 56, Jesus is my Achievement - if He is there, it doesnt matter what else or who else isnt. The greatest accomplishment of life is to know Him and love others. Knowing Him has blessed my life quite tremendously( Im speaking now of the more important things of life: peace of mind in a lofty manner, joy in its exuberant form, and relationships in their abounding enrichment). Im an extremely joyous fellow - I dont know how to worry. And I have friends in throng - quality friends. Years ago, my darling younger sister, Sedoo, commented thus, You have very responsible friends. I like your friends. I realised it is true. Every now and then, an angel, one who is not from this world, would make their way into my life, enriching it in colossal proportion. Here is a quintessential instance. It has become my custom in recent times, to fast for the three days prior to my birthday, living only on water and nothing else. When Pastors Roger and Quincy, my darling friends, learnt of it, they decided to stay hungry with me, tarrying in Gods presence. Now, what can you make of that? Two other darlings, Edidiong and Aize, went half-way also. You see, love has two sides: the first and the lesser of the two, which also is more common and less in intensity to its counterpart, is giving the beloved comfort; the second, and the deeper side of it, which also is less common and deeper in intensity to its counterpart, is giving yourself discomfort for the sake of the beloved, or letting the beloved discomfort you. There is a kind of love that demonstrate itself within the boundary of convenience, and a deeper kind outside of it. I have people who are willing to have me watch them dance for me outside the arena of their comfort. And for that, Im grateful! Thank you friends, for the love and accolade you generously lavished on me yesterday. There seemed to have been no constraint! Where I do not deserve it, I take the praise as a prophecy and will live up to it! Thank you all for the party you threw me on Facebook. It was a party, wasnt it? This calls to mind a compliment a darling one paid me recently: Bro Ken, you have a lot of wonderful friends on Facebook. She was referring to you! Thank you, darlings!
Posted on: Thu, 21 Nov 2013 09:26:25 +0000
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