Letter To Self

Lately,little things have a way of teaching me life’s lesson.

To get to work most mornings I have to go through two means of transportation, a Keke and a bike. The Keke from my bus stop to a particular bus stop then the bike from there to the office. Not only is it really stressful it is time consuming. I often prefer the straight trip’s which was by a taxi from my bus stop straight to work. To find a taxi on that road in the morning was like finding a needle in a hay sack( no kidding).

Today I was running late and if I couldn’t get a straight means to work I was bound to be very late. I said a little prayer ” Please I need a taxi to take me straight to work,Jesus amen”. Somehow I expected on reaching the road to find a taxi there waiting but I didn’t.Instead I saw shoals of Keke swimming by. After sometime I reasoned; ‘perhaps I should just flag down one and stick to the normal routine since the one I prayed for was no where in sight. Hence I would just manage.

Then I heard it clearly in my spirit “Wait for your prayer”. For a moment I froze because the realization those words brought hit me. Seconds later right at the end of the fleets of Keke was the taxi I needed.

Oftentimes we pray for something and it seems not to have arrived or happened when we expected it to,so we settle for ” sorta-kindas”/ almost-like-it because we are scared to arrive, achieve or make it too late. See don’t give in, just a little patience,a little more patience and you would see right at the end of those fleets of Keke lies that taxi, that answer you have hoped for.

Stay with your prayer.

“God’s never late,we’re just impatient”–Lecrae

©LifeasChristy.

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