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The man who said “Change is the only constant thing in life , couldn’t have captured
the truth more aptly!
I cannot even begin to describe how
much that period influenced my life. I know I was moved, in the twinkling of an
eye, from being a content child in a safe world to one who got accustomed to
expecting the very worst- emotionally and physically. I look back now and see a
confused child, distraught and troubled. Nightmares and fearful episodes became
a norm, chest palpitations became a familiar thing (by the way, I still have those). The palpitations would get worse
after about 2 weeks of no violent incident. I would get extremely edgy,
dreading the next violent episode with a nervousness that literally caused me
physical distress. The slightest thing would make me jump; my heart would beat
in protest against my chest and my breath would come in short gasps (I often had to hide these symptoms because
I didn’t want to provoke any violence).
But things did calm down………. (at least physically)
My major challenges with all these:
I look back at the little-more-than
two decades I’ve spent on earth and I think to myself “change is indeed constant”. I think of all the phases I’ve been
through- the first 9 years of childhood innocence and bliss, before that life
was tainted by ugliness in the home; the violence, the fear…
Needless to say, it was a BAD time,
and it shaped a large part of who I am today. It’s a ‘both-sides-of-the-coin’
issue. I grew way beyond my age, fast! Today, I talk and folks older than I am
go “How come you speak above your age”.
On the other hand, I still have negative leave-behinds from that time of my
life; effects, which, with the help of God, I’m trying to overcome.
I cannot dispute
the fact that, more than anything, this time of my life helped birth the
relationship I have with God today. Amidst all the confusion and pain, God, and
a few Godsends were the only semblance of sanity I could cling to.
I have written about this period of
my life because it is one that I have been unable to forget. Till today, I
still have flashbacks and cringe! The wounds inflicted on my emotions, my self-esteem
and entire psyche go way deeper than any physical one.
Then there was the UNILAG phase.
Usually, one cannot give a complete description of oneself. There are always
things that the other person will be in a better position to see. Still, I’d
like to think that at the time, I came off as the typical bookworm, seemingly
uninterested in any other thing, especially the social offerings of a school
like LAG. Check this out:
Academics ---------- 99.9%
Socials ----------0.00000%
Religious ----------60%
Fashion ----------Non-existent
Politics ----------Non-existent
Reconciling that girl with who I am today is
an interesting endeavor (especially as
regards the looks *wink*). CHANGE.
There’s been what one of my undergrad lecturers might call a PARADIGM SHIFT.
lol.
I may not be able to fully dissect this shift, but suffice it to say my
outward appearance is not all there is to it (although that has been the most controversial aspect so far).
I’ve had varying reactions. From
those who are convinced I’ve given my heart to the devil (my father is a major proponent of this idea, as well as some who are
still too ‘polite’ to say it to my face) to those who tell me to “keep it up”!
How not to lose myself in the
‘change’;
Not getting carried away by anybody’s
approval or disapproval;
Staying true to God-inspired values
This Change process is ultimately a
journey to finding myself. I do not wish to be tied to my father or mother’s
values, nor do I wish to impress any ‘admirer’. I only desire to be comfortable
with my person, as a child of the Most High.
My journey is far from over. In fact,
I see it as one that is likely to be a lifelong one. One day, I won’t have my
parents’ commands as crutch anymore, no friend or admirer to point to as alibi.
I will be left ALONE to answer for my decisions and actions. I want to be able
to have utmost confidence in everything that sums up who I am.
As I clock +1 today, I’m grateful.
I’m grateful for the good & the bad, for the true friends & the
backstabbers, for family, for the gains & pains, the achievements &
failures.
I’m grateful most for the grace of
God. He promises “ALL THINGS work together for good to those who love God; who are
called according to HIS purpose” Romans
8:28
Another personal favorite, Verses 38
& 39, say:
“For I am SURE that neither death nor life, NOR ANGELS NOR RULERS, nor things
present, nor things to come nor powers, nor height or depth, NOR ANYTHING ELSE IN CREATION, will be
able to separate us from the love of GOD in Christ Jesus our Lord”.
As I celebrate God’s goodness today,
I can’t help but think:
“CAN’T WAIT
FOR THE REST OF MY JOURNEY!”
Beatiful and Inspiring
ReplyDeleteI'm glad you find it so
DeleteGreat blog, but Mr. Scott is funny sha. I'm proud of you.......... Being fashionable has nothing to do with being lost in the vices of the devil. May we not lose our focus (heaven) Keep it up dear.
ReplyDeleteHappy birthday once again
Smiles... Tx Tari. I say a big Amen to your prayer!
Deletewonderfully inspiring. Happy birthday SAM.
ReplyDeleteTx Stella... God bless you!
DeleteWell, well, well... I'm just glad I'm a part of your life. And I thank God for you that only HIS counsel shall stand in your life. @ Tari I miss you o. You don fat?
ReplyDeleteWell, well, well... I'm just glad I'm a part of your life. And I thank God for you that only HIS counsel shall stand in your life. @ Tari I miss you o. You don fat?
ReplyDeleteThe feeling is mutual dear....
DeleteAnd this one that you're asking if Tari is now fat, mind yourself o! You don't want the world to come to an end, do you? *wink*
Tari, no hard feelings o!
I'm glad you turned out to be a blessing!
ReplyDeleteThanks darl. Godbless
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