Have you ever wondered? I heard me asking myself. You have to wait to know what it is I’m wondering about. (Smiles)
"Enugu looks really organized," I told my friend who came to get us from where we were waiting as we touched the coal city-state. What I fancied most was the parks and the seats that were there for passengers who waited for vehicles. "Even mad people been de stay there sleep, the government come pack all of them go keep somewhere" my friend quickly responded to my statement, and my response to him was "mad people like better thing too na.” We laughed over it but, that scenario stuck in my head.
The next early morning on my way to the park with a tricycle (keke napep) to pick up the parcel that was sent from Port Harcourt, I wondered why at 6 am everywhere was dry and no one was in a hurry to get to work. But when I saw the beautiful bus stop, I strayed into a deeper thought level. I wondered why madmen would take shelter there and why mad people no matter the cause of the madness, be it excessive consumption of hard drugs, psychological imbalance, spiritual manipulations, and so on, they all want to be safe.
This reminded me of about thirteen years ago when militants were fighting and we were in the middle of the clash between militants and the military; a mad man ran with his heels touching the back of his head while trying to stay away from stray bullets, and went on to take cover under an abandoned car as it was obvious no one would let him in as they did to others who begged to run into their houses for safety.
It also came to mind, the number of mosquitoes and other insects that bite them on a regular basis but there’s no malaria or typhoid killing them (maybe there is but it's not as rampant as sane people's cases). If you think or imagine what they eat, you’ll want to throw up, but regardless of all this, they are still healthy, working long distances. A mad man will work through a dark, lonely unsafe road and wouldn’t have the reasoning of caring for his safety, and he comes out unscathed. He is MAD. They are careless but cherished anyways.
If God can care so much for mad people who care less about themselves or Him, or even His work, who am I not to be loved by Him.
This taught me to live carefree in Him just like a little child would.
All this my story is to remind you that God loves you dearly no matter who you are or what you have done in the past or what you will do in the future.
Never forget that.
My Thoughts.
©Ala O. Wilcox
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It's amazing how I always put myself a second place in anything I'm doing. Second place in the sense that I earn and not think of me, what I need or what I should do for myself.
This has literally been a struggle for me in past years as I've been saddled with responsibilities of taking charge from a very young age. Psychologically, it made me not know how to ask for something even when I needed it, it made me very dependent and made me very cynical with having fun for me. I'll rather save up the money I have for an emergency than go to the masseuse. I wasn't ever disappointed as emergencies have always sprung up in one way or the other.
So, I hung out with my friends, and I was surprised when everyone was in agreement that I needed to take care of myself and give me a break from too many responsibilities both at home, work and church. It was so deep when one said: "since I know you, I've not heard about you saying you were wanting to do something for you."
Oh my! This was eye-opening. As much as I thought about this, my natural mind was asking me "so; how do you take care of those things, people and emergencies if you do this? Wouldn't you be acting selfishly?" and the answer came immediately from three of them at once, some things will always take care of themselves.
That's it. I think I've learnt to put me first no matter how selfless I am. I will have to learn to put my foot on the ground and say no sometimes. Not putting me first has set me back in so many ways and it sure has made me forget about taking care of me.
I know there are so many people out there, especially young women that have grown up with responsibilities beyond their age and this have psychologically shaped them to thinking taking care of them first is selfishness and putting family and others first means selflessness, please purge that off and take a few times to love on you by caring for you. As you do this, however, note that you need to strike a balance. Don't lose being selfless because you want to take care of you. Being selfless is part of you. The blessings will spring up from that area in most cases but don't forget you because of others.
As for those I've gathered the courage to ask and you ignored or rubbed it on my face, it made me trust God better. Thank you.
For those that have given selflessly, when I requested, despite what they had planned or budgeted, be rest assured that God will bless you more than you imagined.
That's it for today. #smiles
©Ala O. Wilcox
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It also came to mind, the number of mosquitoes and other insects that bite them on a regular basis but there’s no malaria or typhoid killing them (maybe there is but it's not as rampant as sane people's cases). If you think or imagine what they eat, you’ll want to throw up, but regardless of all this, they are still healthy, working long distances. A mad man will work through a dark, lonely unsafe road and wouldn’t have the reasoning of caring for his safety, and he comes out unscathed. He is MAD. They are careless but cherished anyways.
All this my story is to remind you that God loves you dearly no matter who you are or what you have done in the past or what you will do in the future.
