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Treasure

I woke up happy because I was visiting another church family aside mine.
Missionhouse had a Thanksgiving Service to mark our fifth anniversary celebration.
The Teacher, who is excellent in his ways, taught us excellently well.
I must say, it was a good one.

After church, I decided to pick a bus just so that I could walk from Circle to my home.
Initially, my plan was to pick a taxi but then I decided against it because I wanted to let the church breeze fall on all those I would walk past on my way home.

I boarded the bus and I got to Circle.
…and there, as I walked through the station, in my beautiful kente outfit, I felt ashamed…
I cannot express the depth of shame I felt at that moment.
I had Good News which I had received from church and as beautiful as I looked, I was walking straight home by keeping it to myself.

I felt selfish.
I felt like one who had a great treasure which was grand enough to be shared among many a people but was unwilling to share.
Ohhh… I felt really bad.

So, I began looking for an opening to share this treasure with others… or at least someone.
The station had a lot of people present.
I didn’t know who to start from.
So I asked Holy Spirit, “Please help me, Holy Spirit, to find someone.”
…it was the prayer of my heart...

As I shamelessly walked thtough the station, I got to the foot of the stairway when a young man smiled at me and said, “I like your dress.”

I said to myself, “YES!”

… I quickly returned the smile, genuinely and grateful to Holy Spirit, and engaged him in a conversation.
I asked of his name and where he was heading towards.
He told me his name and added that he worked as a bus conductor.
He said that Sundays are his off-days and so on that fateful day, he was heading to the beach for relaxation.
Then, I asked him whether he knew where his soul would go if he went to the beach and never returned.
Downcast, he answered no…

At that instance I began to share my treasure with him.
Through my personal experience with the saving power of Jesus I shared about how Jesus, the Christ, transformed me and brought His light into my darkness.

I was amazed by his openness and his curiosity.
One question led to another…by this time, we had walked from Circle to my house and back to my junction for him to board a bus back to the place I met him initially

When he was yet to leave, my new friend took a decision to serve Daddy and to channel his talent into glorifying Daddy as well.

Praise Jesus!!!

Not only that, but he also asked whether it would be possible for him to come to church with me on Sunday.

It is Saturday night, I have spoken to him.
He asked that I call him tomorrow.
I pray he stays.

…essentially, I know and believe that Holy Spirit Is The Boss.
He will perform His work according to Daddy’s plan… so I rest in this truth.

I don’t know what tomorrow holds.
…one thing I will do tomorrow is to ask Holy Spirit for His leading tomorrow too.

This treasure Is enough for everyone.
The Gospel of Jesus Christ Is so vast and enough for everyone in this world

Hallelujah!!!

Child of God, you have this treasure too.
…please, share.

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