Am trapped inside a MAZE
In
this life, things happen to us, our loved ones and yes, our enemies too but as
human beings we can bare seldom put rhyme into reason as to why they happen in
our lives, at the time they happen and for the length of time they stay on or
with us. Normally after going through an ordeal in this or in a different
order, as mere mortals we are so drained that we hardly ever draw lessons. It
is a nightmare just standing in my shoes at such times but of course i do not
show this to people who look up to me, just as the career path which i chose
which enables me to reach out to someone and tell them that despite what they
are going through, everything is going to be alright, at my darkest hour - many
as they are though never shown - i also need someone to walk up to me and just
whisper those few words; its going to be alright. None ever does though.
For
now am retracing my steps to see where i fell off...am a human being - yes i
fell off a couple of times and jumped back onto the straight and narrow. My
retrace brought up nothing however. Why did i do this you may ask? Lately my
past has been playing catch up to me. Before you judge; remember the bearer of
the load does not have to be a professional on weights but can give a fairly
accurate estimation of the weight. I have so much on my shoulders; trust me when
i tell you I am going down. While at it, please trust the Mother whose son or
daughter just joined or was supposed to graduate from Garissa University but
never got to join or graduate. Please empathize with the comedian who lost his
father...though he laughs it off in public, he is shattered in privately.
Believe that newly wedded couple who death has separated before had no idea of
what the embrace of marital bliss feels like and don't forget the first born
son or daughter who is the light of his family as a child parent.
Most
people laugh even though they should have to cry. With a lot of effort and
support, they will bounce back to who they used to be. As for me, i have turned
to a shell of what i used to be. I am my own slave as well as yours, am in jail
in my own mind and seemingly within the confines of my own psyche. I bought
land, building materials, hired a contractor and....built my prison and now i
can't leave. I can’t remotely envision your plans for me...but am a mere mortal
driven by my conviction, faith and what i can see. While i trust in you, i have
not heard from you like the preachers say they hear from you every morning. I have
moved places so I can hear your voice…and moved more places still. After all
the moving, I have fallen to seclusion, i can't sleep, am filled with thought, worry
and despair. Well,
to be clear let me take you back to when it all begun....
Somewhere
i heard that life is a test, so i sat with the best so as to suck in as much as
I can and then, dealt with the test that was cast my way and I have been doing
so till now. Now I plead for relief from my stress. I am tired. I am tired of
walking during the day in plain sight and not seeing anything and failing to
get answers to questions that I myself designed. I continually am worried.
I consistently am going down and falling apart like a house of cards. I am not
complaining and maybe I am, but i feel like my prayers have not been loud,
consistent or focused enough. I may have done something against what you
envisioned, maybe I have been selfish...i may have been blind to your readings
and deaf to your teachings and maybe.... Just maybe.
Upon
crucifixion alongside two thugs and just before taking in his last breath, one
of the thugs told Jesus...please remember me in Paradise. That was it....those
are the few words that saw the thug make it to paradise. Sub consciously and
consciously for years, i have given a part of me to the people i work with and
for - direct cash, my time, clothing, thoughts and even welcomed some to my
family just to share what i have been blessed with...i have been proud just to
see people smile. In a way, i have been an answered prayer to many. The shoes
are on the flip side now.
To all those of us whose life is a black hole and a daily struggle from dark to dawn.
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