I am blessed to have had a very turbulent past. I went from sweetest kid in Sunday school to, troubled teen, to philosophic life-is-dark-and-bad and from that to a serial-dater who turned out to be a cross between Bridget Jones and Stewie Griffin from Family Guy (evidenced by one of my aliases StewyJones) who couldn't sing the Jesus Loves me song because her philosophy, so much information, no revelation side, felt it wasn't explicitly true in my specific case.
I think about all the guys I crushed under the weight of my need to be validated and saved because I thought Jesus couldn't save me entirely, and it makes me sad.
Christ died so that I could experience the ultimate validation in the presence of my creator and find grace to help me in time of need but I, like many others, just underrated that.
As I visit various forums and come across the complaints from people from all over the world, it becomes obvious that we all have a God-shaped hole in our hearts that only the love of God can fill. Some are trying to fill it with another human being or several human beings (like a lady who told me she has Mr. Perfect but just in four different Misters), some are trying to fill it with stuff and some dont even realise that's what is making them feel so empty.
I am not preaching, I'm just sharing the reason I feel after waking up time and time again with a soggy pillow, soaked in tears and referring to them when Facebook asks "What's on your mind?" many of us owe our exes and even present "significant others", apologies for turning them into the baby in the candy store we must also apologise to God, who loved us even when we were unlovable and who teaches us to love perfectly.
Stay Blessed
By Ijeoma Olujekun
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