MAD AND CHERISHED

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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