When you read all these lovely posts and comment on how great and creative the writing is, you’re seeing just half the picture. Well, definitely more than half, but not the full picture. Sometimes I like to flirt. I don’t mean that in a sexual way at all. I mean there are a few times I mix wit with words and add a dash of ‘suggestive’ to make a few conversations more ummn…memorable. But I just play in the shallow waters o. Yes, once in a while I wonder if it’ll be more fun to wander a little farther, but my rope wont let me stray ayonder (desperate to rhyme).
Months ago, the funniest thing happened. I was driving home from work, chilling in my AC when at Haatso I spotted these two hot girls trying to get a car. Without my permission, my mind commanded my legs to hit the brakes and then made my fingers beckon the girls. Just like that!
When they were close to my door I realized what was blaring through my car’s stereo; a Ravi Zacharias sermon! “O snap” I thought “That wont do.” In a split second, I had to decide if I wanted to hit the knob to some Atlantis cools or Y FM funky. But if I did that it’d mean I was ashamed of Christ and I remembered what He said He’d do in heaven if we are ashamed of him on earth. That’s when my hand (on the stereo scan button) repented of the evil it was about to commit.
As those endless stretch of beautiful legs (she was in jeans, but I could imagine) slid into the seat beside me, I whispered to God “You owe me one G. YOU OWE ME!”. Yes it’s silly, I know, but I still whispered it. Sue me. The prettier one sat beside me and her regular friend took her rightful place in the back. As I started to move hottie started to thank me on their behalf. God must have given Ravi a cue because suddenly the sermon picked up tempo and he started saying ‘Jesus JESUS!’ more emphatically every chance he got, even when ‘he’ would have sufficed.
As you can imagine, the natural line of conversation had to be “Praise God, are you two Christians? Do you attend a Bible-believing church?” And since I wasn’t ready to do that, we just sat there and endured the traffic. They were shocked! That must have been the first time they got a ride from a hot-blooded good looking man who didn’t say anything more than “Don’t mention.” So hottie took it upon herself to introduce herself and repeat her endless gratitude. Ravi kept preaching the word of God and I kept quiet.
When they were about to get down I could read the words in their eyes; “Surely there is no man in all of Accra like this one. He didn’t ask our numbers even though we hinted on it and wanted nothing at all. See how God-fearing he is. What-ah man!!” I drove off, and Ravi’s sermon ended minutes after. How about that!!
That day I realized something crucial. We all have weak spots. If you disagree you’re the saddest because it means you don’t even know where to reinforce security. But like I was saying, we all have naughty tendencies and so long as we don’t deprive ourselves of a rich relationship with God, those tendencies wont become regrettable mistakes. The way I see it, our walk with God is the never-empty cup of cold water that rouses us from the stupor of our weaknesses before we stray too far.
We all need a Ravi sermon of sorts playing in our life’s background at any point in time. Many times, we don’t willingly waltz away from sin, we are dragged out by the ‘Jesus status’ we keep on our Whatsapp and Facebook. We are restrained from vain conversations by the devotion we shared earlier with the same crowd. If we keep tying the noose of godliness around our necks any chance we get, the only thing we’re going to end up dying to is sin. And I’ve already bought a wreath for that thief of joy.
You see, I’m imperfect, so imperfect. And that’s why we connect so well; you and I :-p. But our imperfections aren’t good-enough excuses to do wrong. Let’s get so tangled up in positive confessions and giving Godly vibes that we feel like hypocrites when temptation creeps in. Say amen if you think that’s a good idea.
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