(A Short Story).
*I was in the valley of myrrh, between the hills of frankincense,*
*Lying on the beds of spices and grazing among the lilies,*
*Enjoying the massage of my mind by the busy graceful hands of mother nature’s nurtured natural wonders;*
*When suddenly, the sound of an alarm from my street disconnected the flow and spoiled the show,*
*Anointed with Adrenalin, i outran myself to my street only to get there and find out that it was a FALSE ALARM.*
*A false alarm, not because nothing happened but because the alarm was too small compared to the magnitude of the havoc that has been wrecked,*
*Houses were being demolished and the height of the horror is that my own newly completed bungalow is now a heap of crushed bricks including all interior decors,*
*I couldn’t cry because crying would be an under expression of my terrific sorrow so i combined wailing with gnashing of teeth garnished with lamentations and sighs,*
*I stood fixed in my fix as i watched the bulldozer destroy years of hard labor in minutes of easy work over;*
*Finally, the bulldozer came to a halt and as the driver alighted from it my heart came out of my mouth……..*
*…the driver of the bulldozer was my father, my own father.*
*Various evil thoughts cat-walked into my head and while processing the data for the best option, my father hugged me with that kind of hug a father gives to his overall best graduating son;*
*While thinking of what to do, i decided to honor him by humbly demanding for an explanation, here was what he said;*
*”Congratulations my boy, your life and that of the others here was just saved, in a painful way though but with time you will thank me…*
*…the land on which you built is an earthquake prone zone which is only waiting for the next rain, wind and flood to break open,*
*…the resulting earthquake will claim both these houses and all the lives in them and since i cannot prevent the rain, the wind and the flood nor stop the land from quaking, the only way to save your lives is to demolish these buildings…*
*…because despite several warnings, you insisted on building here and staying here. I have made provisions for a better area and all building materials, when you are ready to build according to the pattern i will show you how to get them”.*
*In tears i asked him ‘can’t you just have mercy?’ He answered and said ” i just did, it is mercy to destroy whatever will destroy you”.*
*Beloved, in His Great loving kindness and mercy, our heavenly father will stop at nothing to save our life from death eternal by demolishing our works outside His will (the houses we built n the sand),*
*Though it is heart breaking and spirit grieving, yet it is life saving.*
*STOP CRYING ABOUT WHAT IS RUINED FOR YOUR GOOD, IT IS TIME TO GO AND BUILD AGAIN (BUT THIS TIME) ON THE ROCK…. ALL YOU NEED IS WAITING, DELAY NO MORE.*
GOD RUINED OUR RUNS SO THAT WE WILL NOT RUIN OUR LIVES, GLORY TO HIM.
Culled from Matthew 7:24-27.