There’s always a drawing board and everyone’s got their pastel. What thrills me all the time is how beautifully we sketch and shade. Oh yeah! We pour out our emotions, fantasies and yearnings that it feels like we have the perfect picture staring us in the face. Over time, it appears like things were modified. The passion and ambition vanish in thin air, and then you are back to square one.
At some point in our lives, we map out stuff whether or not it will go as planned, we believe we’d follow through. But we fail to ask ourselves if we are truly prepared to take off. Although there are unforeseen circumstances, we pose as an obstruction to the consummation of our goals. How? We wiggle from the initial plan.
Yeah, “the initial plan” as declared by Romoke.
My dad observed how sold out I was to the things of God, so he enrolled me in a mission secondary school at age 10. The truth is I loved how my Sunday school teacher exposed Bible stories, I literally imagined I was a Bible character. Church time was fun time for me. You know, I didn’t realize how vast I was in the word until I emerged the winner at a Bible competition organised in my school.
Now here’s where the crisis came to be. I earned the nickname, “Iyawo Pastor” (Pastor’s Wife). I loved my pastor but I couldn’t imagine myself doing all that “church stuff”. Each time, I heard the name, it felt like a wrong chord was struck in my musical mind (LOL). I determined to stay away for chapel activities and face my studies squarely. Sometimes, I felt guilty and on some days, I ignored the feeling.
Over the years, deliberately, I dated guys who weren’t so serious with God (at least I knew they won’t be pastors). Out of the blues, an argument would erupt and I’d find myself preaching to them. This went on until I met guy number 6. He seemed like a complete gentleman, so, I gave him a try. Two years into our relationship, I found out he was also trying to evade the call. Prophetic messages had been dropped about how great a minister he’d be but he also didn’t want any of that. Since I had a partner in crime, that motive to not heed the call kept our relationship together for another 5 years. Sorry, we broke up! Well, I hear he has a big church in Osogbo.
If I decide to tell the story of my escapades, you’d probably judge me, so, I’d drop this. I met a complete unbeliever who claimed he changed because of an unconscious statement I made. We got married and baba told me God called his name. Well, you know the rest of the story…
Truth is, God’s got His drawing board and whether or not we like His painting, we must live by it. If your painting looks as beautiful as nature is and you don’t use the same colour as God’s, you are wasting your time. A lot of us have drifted, are drifting… It’s time to approach the drawing board, God’s drawing board.
You’ve probably been wandering for years and you feel like God’s not on your side. Retrace your steps, tell Him to reveal His mind to you, let Him adorn your being and give your life meaning. Like Romoke, you’d share your story and it’d touch lives.