I visited a family friend and like always, I was happy being in that house particularly because of Damion who was the closest person to me. “Nice D” was the name I Called him.
I always thought the woman who would end up with him was the luckiest.
Please ask me why…
I mean “Nice D” was so cute, handsome and fit.
Every figure on his body was rightly placed. He was such a great cook, so NICE and sensitive, good listener, creative, smart and was focused. Too good to be real huh? I thought so too.
Infact, my opinion of God concerning Damion was how unfair He was on others for creating a single guy with all those nice things.
God created him after he had rested you would think.
I was always tripping.
However. I was thrown into a frenzy when he came out of his room laughing a fool’s laugh the moment he sighted me.
Oh blimey! I’m I looking funny? I thought to myself.
He went straight to the kitchen ignoring my arms that stretched out for a generous hug which was our usual thing.
On his return, he hugged me so tight I thought I wouldn’t breath after. His little display inclined me of someone whose number six was a bit loosed and needed some tightening.
What the heck is doing this one?
Suddenly, I noticed some weird things, he was a bit slimmer from the last time I had seen him, his lips were dark in a scary way, he’s hands were dry and frosty and he had this pungent smell oozing from him profusely.
I knew from that moment that something was terribly wrong and for sure that wasn’t the usual “Nice D” I was use to.
Who did this to poor ‘D’ I asked myself?
What happened and at what point exactly?
Ohhh…the demons of igbo,(Yoruba people and Nigerians in general refer to weed as Igbo)
dry gin perhaps, crack-ganja, or weed must be responsible for this.
Do you have a sibling, cousin, aunt, or uncle peradventure you wish were doing better than their current state?
If you are, you’re not alone.
Are you hurt from seeing your siblings give in to drugs, drop out of school, give up their work and surrender to the demons of drugs, abandon their passion and God-given potentials just to chase after nothing?
I can relate with you absolutely.
Have you also noticed that the devil always picks the best people to mess them up? None of these people are bad in themselves.
For some of us, our siblings are in so much chaos right now, given to all kinds of drunkenness, (marijuana, ganja, dry gin, etc) confusion, backwardness, stagnation that infact, we need God Himself to help us believe in them again and see the possibility of their lives turning around for good.
But I am convinced that nothing hurts more than seeing someone you love and care about so genuinely make wrong choices time and time again.
Oh my goodness, it hurts in a way words have not been able to do justice.
Sometimes, it’s hard to imagine that you and these same persons came out of the same womb, went to the same school, sometimes with the same experience’ and yet end up with different result.
What happened really and at what point?
The best thing to happen to you is to see that you succeed while the next best thing is to see it happen to your best buddy.
You think I don’t know?
I know how tiring it gets to belive in them again or pray for them even when all you see is the situation getting worse.
But hey, I’m here this morning to encourage someone NOT to give up just yet.
Did you just ask why?
Because in life, there are people you should NEVER shut out of your life and guess who those people are: “Your Family”
Regardless of whatever reason you have to give.
God was the one who decided to give you your brother, sister and cousins. No one ever decided who they will be.
” You don’t choose your family. They are God’s gift to you, as you are to them.” Desmond Tutu
You can choose your friends and a spouse but your Family, you never get to choose them.
If you choose to ignore your siblings, it is God you are ignoring.
See for yourself in 1John 2:11.
(The scripture is below for the sake of those lazy to check it out)
NIV:But anyone who hates a brother or sister is in the darkness and walks around in the darkness. They do not know where they are going, because the darkness has blinded them.
I know they may have made bad choices, and as a result picking up bad habits.
Ignore their mistakes but not them.
Pray for them and if you die doing so, so be it.
You can win your love ones on your knees do you know that?
Don’t give up, keep doing it no matter how long it takes.
Your family may not be perfect but God thought it was perfect for you that’s why he placed you there.
So then, stop fighting your family and start fighting with them…
A good way to start is through prayers.
Your brothers may not be doing well, but keep doing well to them.
They may not be perfect but love them perfectly.
Some of you reading this need to go back to your families.
Start by saying these:
You’re my brother
You’re my sister… & I love you.
You may not be perfect, but I love you perfectly and I will keep praying with you till we WIN.
UNTIL MY BROTHER IS BLEESED like ME, I REMAIN A FAILURE. IF GOD GAVE ME A GOOD LIFE AND THOUGHT IT WAS GOOD FOR ME THEN IT IS GOOD FOR MY BROTHER TOO.
The goal is not to shine ALONE but to shine Together.
This is my THEME and it can be yours too.
I‘m also saying a very big Weldone to all those who have been fighting and praying for their messed up families.
God is seeing all your efforts and there’s hope for a tree even if it be cut off.
We will have a better world if we all choose to walk in love.
AMP:Whoever loves his brother [believer] abides (lives) in the Light, and in It or in him there is no occasion for stumbling or cause for error or sin.
Recieve grace to love all men including your family.
… Until I come your way again, I remain your humble girl RRY. Keep visiting the blog.