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HOW YOU SEE HIM

When I was younger,
I saw God as a distant being somewhere who was in charge of ensuring that my family was protected at night from armed robbers.
I saw God as the one who made sure that I passed my exams.
I didn't see Him as someone whom I necessarily had to talk to......but I prayed.

Yes...I prayed about my food, I prayed that I would remember what I'd learnt before putting everything on paper for my exams and I prayed because I was told that prayer is good.

To me, I was the 'OKAY' Christian.
I went to church on Sundays and sometimes, during the weekdays.
I prayed before and after meals.
I could say my 'please' and my 'thank you'.
I mean...I was OKAY....not bad and not entirely good.

Somewhere along life's journey, my OKAY life began to turn upside down and I needed a hand Greater than mine and that of any human to help me stand erect and still.

I needed God...

The same God I had sidelined to just two tasks.....(He actually did the job I had given Him very well).

In my darkest hour, even my family couldn't suffice the gap I felt within me.
I thought my friends would be enough but their presence only showed me how humanly limited they were.

So  I truly needed a god....not just any god but God...

My question then was, "HOW CAN THIS DISTANT BEING FIX WHATEVER CRAZINESS WAS GOING ON INSIDE ME?
HOW WAS THIS DISTANT BEING GOING TO BE ENOUGH FOR ME?"

He made me understand that everything He could do and was entitled to do, was and would be dependent on how I saw Him and still do...

I decided to give Him a try...

FATHERHOOD: He proved to me how much of a Father He was when He provided for my every need. Believe me, He hugged me when I desperately needed the touch and approval of a Father.

MOTHERHOOD: I was shocked when I realised that this God actually exhibited the qualities of a mother! He cared so much for me. He gave me food when I was hungry. He always wanted to know what was happening in my life. The clothes and shoes he gave me were just lovely!

BROTHERHOOD: Yes! We had our unpleasant times and I would avoid Him awhile. Yet, He constantly reminded me that His blood was within me. He gave me Jesus Christ, who is actually the most self-sacrificing brother I've ever met!

BEST FRIEND&CONFIDANTE: Oh He loved the gist! We would talk and talk and talk! I told Him everything and He listened. There was never a time that He ever said that HE WAS BUSY or that I should come when He was done taking care of a crisis in Sudan. He could just multi-task and still have the time to listen to me. There was never a dull moment between us!

SAVIOUR: He showed me how precious my life meant to Him when He woke me up at 2am to turn off the gas stove when I had slept-off wiles heating water.

GUIDE: He showed me the route when I didn't know how I was going to get to my destination.

He showed me a lot of things...and proved to me that He is indeed how I see Him.

The list goes on and on.....my LOVE, my PEACE, my LIFE, my JOY, my Comforter, etc.

Eventually, I had to just stop placing tags on Him and say that HE IS MY EVERYTHING....NO LIMITS...NO RESTRICTIONS...just EVERYTHING!


My challenge to you today is this:  HOW DO YOU SEE HIM?






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