Hail Mary full of grace, the Lord is with
you
Blessed are you among women
And blessed is the fruit of your womb
Jesus
Holy Mary Mother of God
Pray for us sinners, now and at the hour
of our death. Amen
Hail Mary full of grace......
And the hushed plea went on and on and on with all
the zeal and fortitude i could master regarding the circumstances. I frequently
made the sign of the cross and clutched onto my rosary like my life depended on
it. Oh well it did at that moment. After all, isn’t God the ultimate panacea in
crunch?
It was such a tempestuous rain and being caught in
the middle of nowhere at its onset is by far the creepiest incident I’ve been
subjected to in ages.
I can’t say I'm an “uptown girl”, but there are events I'm just not accustomed to; such as standing for lengthy periods, being soaked by
rain et al. With palpitations and my
legs hurting so badly I thought I would pass out. I was
shaking like a leaf from the cold with teeth chattering loudly. Furthermore, with
each lightning and rumbling episode, I screamed "mummy" akin to a toddler. I was such a sight to behold!
The lady and two bikers with me at the overhang of the building we used as shelter kept laughing and saying I’m a spoiled brat. I am not spoiled; neither am I a brat. Such luxury is for rich kids. I’m just not used to some conditions; am only human after all.
The lady and two bikers with me at the overhang of the building we used as shelter kept laughing and saying I’m a spoiled brat. I am not spoiled; neither am I a brat. Such luxury is for rich kids. I’m just not used to some conditions; am only human after all.
For a moment, i mused on all the wrongs i had done; supposing that God was obviously punishing
me for my transgressions hitherto. I mean, why else would He opt to
send a downpour precisely when i was in town with no umbrella, sweater and far from sufficient
shelter?
Now, i envisage the destitute children who
experience such horrors night and day without any way out. These
little souls endure so much!
In the event that it rains, they get sodden time and again and have no change of clothes or an aspirin to bring down the fevers that may
ensue. Envision sleeping in the same drenched
garments on an equally damp surface! My heart bleeds for them.
I have since done some soul searching alongside
musing and realized that am deeply favored by God. Yes i was in a bad situation but i was none the worse for the weather. I mean, i have a home to go to,had a warm
bath, neat change of clothes, cup of hot chocolate and a cozy bed to retire to after
all; which things may seem trivial to those of us fortunate enough to access and enjoy them; but are a luxury to the multitudes of little innocent souls roaming
aimlessly and helplessly on the streets.This comprehension humbled me a great
deal!
In the wake of this ordeal, I have learned to appreciate
and embrace life and all the heavenly mercies bestowed upon me. I guess adversities
have a way of "shaking" and "shaping" us up a tad!
On the flip side however, i had some fun amidst all the hideous emotions caused by the storm ha ha ha. See, from where we were waiting on the rain to cease, we could visibly observe the happenings on the road. It had been flooded and vehicles had a rough time going through. It was an overly hilarious sight; with drivers wriggling to beat the floods, swaying left to right, back and forth. So i took out my phone and started taking photos and recording these scenarios, taking a mental note of who "the boys were from the men" and awarding marks as well. This made my wait less painful.
On the flip side however, i had some fun amidst all the hideous emotions caused by the storm ha ha ha. See, from where we were waiting on the rain to cease, we could visibly observe the happenings on the road. It had been flooded and vehicles had a rough time going through. It was an overly hilarious sight; with drivers wriggling to beat the floods, swaying left to right, back and forth. So i took out my phone and started taking photos and recording these scenarios, taking a mental note of who "the boys were from the men" and awarding marks as well. This made my wait less painful.
Sinful woman, you got paid! But you ended up in a cozy bed and warm hairy chest. So I guess you can keep smiling...
ReplyDeleteOh yeah...i got served! But still, i count my blessings!
ReplyDeleteOn another flip side,you were inspired to write a beautiful piece!!
ReplyDeleteThe thing about all good writers...
ReplyDeleteThanks Maria n Dan. Yo feedback keeps me inspired!
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