Saturday, 11 May 2013

God Pass Them!

I feel like the heavens are joining me today as I think about how different my life might have been all these twenty-seven years had my mother been alive. Not better or worse. Just how different. It is pouring rain and I have decided to accept that the skies are weeping for me. For though I refuse to join in the weep-fest, I cannot but feel loss deep in me. Is it possible not to? People who still have their moms around and don't take the time to call them up, spend time with and appreciate them don't know what time it is. Anyway, even though today, the 11th of May marks the anniversary of my mom's passing, that is not what I want to blog about. Mom, I  miss you so much but you are not really dead, you live on in me, in Tokunbo and in Mrs. Gaska and in the love we have for you.

Today, I want to blog about how we should always remember that 'God pass them'. 'Them' is anything, any situation or anyone that is standing in the way of you achieving your goals, entering into your Peace, arriving at your destination, obtaining the answers to your prayers. I don't care what it is or who it is, God pass them! I was on the way home yesterday feeling really knackered mentally and physically when I looked up at the bus in front of my car. 'God Pass Them' was written boldly in white across the boot. These words comforted me so much.

They also reminded me of a dream I had about three weeks ago. Did I say 'dream'? No, it was not a dream, it was a nightmare. I rarely dream and remember so when I do, I pay attention. Some family member had her two fingers to the side of my neck as if to check my pulse. If you are from around here you will understand when I say I felt 'pressed down upon'. Her fingers kept me immobile and had 'muted' my voice. I could hear myself screaming out prayers in my head but nothing, no sound was coming out. I refused to give up. I kept shouting and eventually as I welled up all my strength, the words 'Jesus is stronger than you' exploded audibly from out of my mouth. I actually woke up yelling out the words. Even now I remember waking up, my mouth dry and my heart pounding in my chest. But what I remember more is the victorious feeling that swept over me as I realised that the word of God on the inside of me could not be suppressed by anything or anyone! Indeed, the Jesus in me pass them! He was, is and will always be stronger than anyone set against my peace.

That is the truth that I shall hold on to during this my third month and beyond. Regardless.  I invite you to do same. Let's do our best to ignore the stormy weather and focus on Jesus Christ instead. Remember, smooth seas do not make skilled sailors. As we overcome, our christian character is being refined and we all know that no matter how hot water is, it must cool down in the end. Yes, like my sista-friend Yvonne was sent to tell me, 'This too shall pass' because our God pass them!




P. S. Do me a favour, call up your mom and tell her how much  you love her. Do it for you. Do it for her. Do it for all of us who want to but cannot. Happy Mother's Day!!!

7 comments:

  1. Hi Bola
    I can relate to this article so much because to begin with, my Mom who was like my tower of strength, my rock, my confidant (you name it) passed away 11 years ago. The memory is raw still, especially each time a Mother's Day comes around. Even now I must stop the mention of it because I am now crying and will say again, this too shall pass.

    Life goes on, and while we are in transit here on earth yes, many things will pass our way. But we remember, greater is he that is in us than he that is in the world! Jesus is stronger and more powerful that Satan and everything that he comes/send our way. The storms of life will pass, the trials we shall overcome them, we shall rise triumphantly and the more we are conformed and converted to the will of God, the more we can stretch forth our hands and not only help a brother/sister up but to strengthen them.

    This post has encouraged and inspired me to go on facing each new day with the confidence and hope in God. God bless you for your courage to share your testimony.

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    1. That is it Yvonne! We need to understand that going through all these things only makes us more credible helpers to others cos we know why we believe so much. Because we have been 'through'. By the grace of God and that experience gives us confidence in the same God we are asking them to hold on to!

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  2. Hmmmm….Hugs to you and all those who have lost their mothers. I pray they all rest in peace. I am blessed to say I have my mother around and She is my best friend. I love her and end all my conversations with “ I love you mom”. Even though she is only 40 mins away from me, we speak almost everyday. I shower love and all I financially have on her because when she passes on, it will be too late to do these things. I will NOT wait till I am crying before her grave to tell her how much I loved her. I will tell her everyday so when that fateful day comes, I will have the peace in my heart that she knew I loved her every day. Happy Mother’s day!

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    1. And your daughter (s) will do same for you too! What a sweet testimony. Happy Birthday In the midst of her!!!!

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  3. ****Mufasa Said22 May 2013 at 10:35

    Awwwww! Y am I just seeing this post? Well my job is a bit demanding plus combining it with taking care of d home front, I'm constantly occupied.

    I feel bad sort of for those who av lost their mum becoz sometimes I imagine what my life wld av been without mine. Words cannot describe her! Ever since I entered that labour room, I have found a new sense of love and appreciation 4 her. She struggled 4 us!I mean "strogo" as the warri man will call it. I remember one day I accompanied her on one of her hustling missions at work (civil servant) and when I realised the distance we had covered on foot and still had to cover, I brokedown in tears asking why she dint Stop a bike or sometin. She replied saying "this is what I do everyday, sometimes twice a day. The moni I'll use to take bike I'll gather it together so u people(plus siblings) will not lack. I felt broken that day and I suddenly gathered strenght and silently begged God to forgive me and help me take care of her someday Hmmm, I can't say it all even if I remember EVERYTHING in details!

    I kw that God will/has compensated you for ur past loss and will keep u alive to enjoy ur children and labour In Jesus Name, amen! #LoveUMama!

    ****Mufasa Said

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  4. ****Mufasa Said22 May 2013 at 10:44

    And for the suppression u had at night, its d work of d devil, whenever it happens again, pray seriously and cast that devil from your territory! Make sure u pray like u can see the devil o, I mean fire fighting prayer! Cover every member of ur family wt d blood of Jesus. If they r around u, touch them as u pray or use their pictures as a point of contact. God pass them o! No give devil chance at all or he will takes chances!
    I recommend olukoya's book, "Stop them before they stop You". Its Brief but on point.

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  5. @Mufasa: I could actually see you both walking that rode, your eyes widening as your mind began to take in the sacrifice she made each time she went to work......Mothers, angels without wings....Surely, your mom will live long enough for you to somehow thank her...cos truth is nothing we do can pay back a mom's love.

    Thank you for your prayer guidance. NOTED!!!!! I shall not be given the devil ani chance at all. Thus far and no further o!!!!!

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