Five days ago, a day after my mother’s birthday, something happened to me for the first time. Some would get over it and go out to replace it, but I, the silly one, am still holding on to it. I know I started off a little bit dramatically but don’t worry, it’s just about my phone and how it was nicked off my pocket. Gotcha!
As soon as I had realised what had happened, I stood there stunned; and the first question that popped into my head was, “Why me?”.
Its funny how we grow so fond of new gadgets and improved technology, but that was not what caused the blues that I felt. My galaxy S4 – bought by my parents on my birthday ten months ago, was stolen a second after I had touched it in my pocket. So you see, sentimental value – I know how hard my parents work so that they could provide for me, the memories captured that were saved on that phone, the many-little notes and voice recordings and pictures and video clips and messages; all gone in just a second! Weird right? Never knew that a piece of technology could cause so much distress when went missing. How do we end up tying ourselves to this?
I came back home, getting off work earlier than what I should have, skipping work the next day, avoiding a fashion-show that I volunteered to model for, stopped eating, crying miserably, avoided praying or reading the Bible, shutting myself from social sites, not talking to my loved ones – like WHAT!? You must be thinking that this girl is insane; a phone shouldn’t influence a person as such. You’re right; a phone is not actually doing this to me. It’s the disappointment of the entire situation. My friends have said “Shizz happens! At least it’s nothing serious”, which I agree. Every time I think I’m moving on, my thoughts remind me of how some guy nudged into me and we looked at each other and then I made way for him to walk ahead but he still walked by my side and then my phone was missing from my pocket. Umm it’s a phone get over it! But I can’t. I’m not so sure of what’s causing me to not get over it, but I’m sure it’s not just the equipment itself.
It’s a cruel world out there; you can’t stop these things from happening. Which brings me to this question – “How can God exist when there’s so much of evilness in this world?”
Don’t! Just stop right there. Rephrase that question – “How can God tolerate evil deeds that we human beings end up doing?”
We are evil; we are aware of what we do wrong; yet He chooses to remain patient with us, love and forgive us.
You should listen to Truth by Lecrae – this song words it all so beautifully.
Coming back to the incident, I don’t think God would ‘let’ this happen to me if He didn’t have something better planned for me. The Bible assures me that not even a single hair would fall off my head without His knowledge.
I’m glad that I’m able to share this post with you. So that you can dust yourself off, and trust in His plans for you.
However careful you are with the things you love or treasure, if it’s time for it to go, it will go no matter what.
But one thing that you can be sure of is – God knows!
The next day, my dad sent me an email. From which I’ll directly copy-paste an extract –
“So my doll, you are not beaten nor kidnapped. Just praise God that your phone was the only thing which had gone. After you told me about the phone, I thanked and Praised God for having saved you miraculously. By His grace I can buy as many phones I want, but nothing can replace my daughter who is incomparable.
…God was very generous in protecting you, and keeping you safe and secured. Just forget the past, look ahead and keep going. Life is not that easy as you might be thinking. As the days go by, we have to face challenges which would become tougher and tougher. The only part where we won’t face a tough situation is when our God is on our side.”