‘Let us know, Let us pursue the knowledge of the Lord . His going forth is established as the morning; He will come to us like the rain, Like the latter and former rain to the earth.’ Hosea 6:3
It’s mid-week! God bless you as you continue to ask, seek, and knock.
There had never been any doubt about Dele’s identity in his mind, from an early age. He answered to who he was with clarity.
At five, he answered as his birthday mate celebrated in class, Dele’s parents couldn’t buy him a gift.
At ten, he answered, when he had to wait another year for secondary school, though he had qualified.
At eighteen, he answered when his fellow students walked about the campus well dressed, but he had to scrimp and save to feed.
When he was 22, Dele’s vision changed, his answer also changed. He decided that he was who and what he made of himself.
At thirty-five, Dele made partner at a prestigious law firm, he answered.
At forty, he married the daughter of a renowned industrialist, he answered.
At fifty, returning home from work aboard a jet owned by his friend, Dele suffered a heart attack, he was speechless.
Out of the darkness, through a mist, Dele walked. He looked around him, searching, waiting for anyone to help him understand his state.
He heard the question again. This time, it was asked out loud.
“Who are you?”
“Dele.” He replied.
Some minutes later.
“Who are you?”
Dele didn’t understand what the question required, he couldn’t answer.
His life flashed like a movie before him. He watched his childhood, his teenage years, and all he had gone through to become the adult he was. The pictures formed and phased out, and then Dele realized his mistake. There had been someone with him, that he had been blind to. He had been comforted in the times he thought he was alone, guided when all his strength was gone, pushed, when he faced the impossible. Pulsating with power, quiet, loving, and always available.
Dele hung his head. “I thought it was me.” He whispered. “I don’t know who I am.”
“Who are you?”
Dele raised his head and answered, “You tell me.”
From childhood, life told Dele who he was. In adulthood, Dele decided and did the telling. However, he had a more superior position, which he was not aware of and couldn’t care less about. We do not have to be at the point of death to be faced with our decisions in life, sometimes, change in our lives bring us full circle, and we are faced with ourselves.
Like Dele, we all search for meaning, and there is only one place to start and end our search. We begin to build pictures in our minds as children of who or what we are to be, but we can only find the right answers in Jesus Christ.
Have you started your search?
Till next time, be transformed!!
2 thoughts on “The Search”
May we truly know Him as we ourselves are known and may we find ourselves in that knowledge, that image. May we truly be free indeed.
Thought provoking Soms. Keep up the good work.
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