Kingsley Momoh 
And so I got up from my bed as usual. I rushed into the bathroom which is the new ritual to start telling GOD how sorry I am for not properly having a quiet time as I would have.
And so I got up from my bed as usual. I rushed into the bathroom which is the new ritual to start telling GOD how sorry I am for not properly having a quiet time as I would have.
Once again I come to feel
bad that I have for the past three months been 'avoiding' talking to GOD
in the morning because I felt I haven't been faithful in the area of
having a quiet time with him.
GOD must be so annoyed with me and
might not want to listen to me and might even tell one or two angels to
deal with me for having the effrontery to come and talk to him while in
the bathroom and not follow the doctrine of entering his presence with
praise and worship with melody in my heart.
And so I decided to
just ask for mercy and plead for favour without really bothering to
listen if HE heard it or not because I have come to realize that HE is
ever listening; although his ways are not our ways.
I no longer
have the kind of time I used to have to admire myself in the mirror in
the morning because I have to beat some crazy traffic jam to be able to
make it early enough to the office. So, many times, I get dressed in the
dark ( no thanks to Nigeria's power company PHCN) or even if its not
in the dark, I get to rush in getting dressed. The days of trying on
various smile, posture, gesture specimen were becoming things for only
weekends and other events and not for the morning sessions of work. Men,
I used to hear of times like this when I was still a student and hungry
to start working. Many people used to say that you would so love your
job that you would sacrifice anything for it because it will become a
way of life especially when success, fame and money start calling on you
to come over to the next bus stop....I WILL CONTINUE THIS :LATER, I
JUST GOT A CALL, A BUSINESS DEAL I GUESS.
