Photo Credit: Florian Klauer
Before I begin, a testimony. On the 23rd of August, I returned from Warri. My husband and I decided to spend the Sallah holiday in Warri and it was so much fun. As soon as I got back that Thursday morning, I jumped right back into work with half my mind still consumed with fond memories of our small Sallah getaway. That night I went to bed thanking God for a great time away and silently asked Him for another opportunity to take time off work and be with my husband. Seeing that his business takes him away more often these days. Let’s just say I was still giddy-woozy from holiday wine.
So, you can imagine my shock when I woke up the following morning only to find out on entering my kitchen that there had been a fire during the night and I didn’t know (more like and I wasn’t consumed!!!). There had been light all night long and there must have been some kind of power surge and the builtin kitchen socket — the large one meant for electric cookers et al, had exploded into flames. Part of the top cabinets got burned but not severely. However, the table top cooker that lay directly beneath the socket was affected. The glass layer on the cooker had shattered into smithereens. A scientific equation I am still yet to resolve as there was no direct contact between the fire and the cooker. At least I couldn’t see any fire trail not like the obvious patches I could see around the cabinet.
I stood there, staring at the blackened charcoal surfaces and standing amid a carpet of glass shards and thinking, ‘so this is what it is like to have angels on guard?’ Fire that bad and yet I slept like a baby. Not that it rained and the rains muffled the sound of the explosion. I simply was shielded from the mayhem, its dangers, and its ugly sight. I only saw its defeat. Its silence. Its impotence.
My heart was racing with gratitude. This was 24th of August. Barely 10 days ago. The story could have been different but this Author never lets a story end in tragedy, only victory. Bless His name with me all ye saints! Hallelujah! 🙌🙌🙌 Next in line is September, my birth month. Septembers are always special. And I feel like this September will be really different as I have a few goals listed out. Which means my hands will be busy, my mind will be working and my heart will be full of anticipations and expectations and excitement. All in all, I trust God to guide me into all things this September.
How about you? Any plans brewing, any testimonies, any victories, any thoughts?
Please share! Meanwhile, many thanks to all who wrote-in in response to the Onise Iyanu, Alagbada Ina, series. I’m glad my ranting made sense in the end.
I officially welcome you to September! God bless you and have yourself a glorious ember season this 2018.
See you again tomorrow by God’s grace.
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