A New Dawn

Dawn, also daybreak. The time of the day when light first appears; the first appearance of light in the sky before the sun rises. The beginning or first appearance of a new period, idea, feeling, civilisation. As darkness precedes light, so does the end precedes the beginning. On the verge of succumbing to breakdown, Truth fought through the labyrinth of extreme fatigue, disappointment, and desperation; and held on to me. He turned me around to face Him and looked deep and hard into me. I was beyond tired, I had been fighting for too long. Hoping against hope when He said, "Let go! Let go!".

 

I thought the battle was mine. I was desperate for daybreak . I needed to see the beginning of a new dawn. So I fought hard. Everyday was a battle. And everyday I bore the wounds of conflict. There is no weakness at the desk. It is almost an unwritten code of conduct. Originality is a quality that few possess and express. Experts couldn't care less. Street talk is the common currency exchanged and accepted. Perfectly sterile. As contraceptive is to pregnancy, so is street talk to genuineness. The way to go for survival in the long run. "Hello Career! How do you do,  Prospect! Sure thing, Promotion!".  

 

Truth be told, it is all a web of lies! There is a price to pay for success through the ways of the world. And the price is sacrificing the person whom God has created you to be. The price is becoming the person whom God has never intended you to be. "Blessed are the pure in heart, for they shall see God". Matthew 5:8 NKJV. I had a glimpse of the truth recently. I saw that power, fame and riches are but temporary, and will fade away. Only the truth and spirit of GOD can bring life and light to our souls and preserve it for eternity. GOD is the first and the last. The purpose in the journey of life is to practice the truth in the light of His revelation until the time arrives to depart.

 

Things happen in our lives to reveal our true selves to us, to show us what we are really like inside. Encountering Truth is personal and intimate. It cannot be imposed upon nor be established as a code of conduct. It is a matter of the heart. A matter of choice in the light of revelation. "You're blessed when you get your inside world - your mind and heart - put right. Then you can see God in the outside world. Matthew 5:8 The Message. Who do we see in the midst of life's storms? Who we see will determine what we see and how we respond in the eye of the storm.

 

Then Jacob was left alone; and a Man wrestled with him until the breaking of day. Now when He saw that He did not prevail against him, He touched the socket of his hip; and the socket of Jacob's hip was out of joint as He wrestled with him. And He said, "Let Me go, for the day breaks." But he said, "I will not let You go unless You bless me!" So He said to him, "What is your name?" He said, "Jacob." And He said, "Your name shall no longer be called Jacob, but Israel; for you have struggled with God and with men, and have prevailed." Genesis 32:24-27 NKJV.

 

Jacob had a past. He was a conniver. Playing make-believe is hard. It contaminates the heart, edges out integrity and honour until one is left with nothing but emptiness and pretense. Confronting pretense and fears in our hearts is painful and something we are not proud of to admit to others. But as we are set free inside, the spirit of GOD strengthens us in our walk. I reckon to walk with a twisted hip is better than to walk with a twisted heart. While the former reminds us of a godly encounter, the latter prevents us from seeing God.

 

I woke up this morning feeling strangely like a new dawn. Although I had to experience darkness to arrive here, I can only say that it was the grace and love of GOD that kept me along the way. And a few good mates whose presence made a difference. You on the other side whose partnership produces JH-AM executions. My mate whose loyalty to friends and F1 has a track record. My peer in the intellect as well as the spiritual, and probably the only other person whom I know, who makes thinking out to be a pastime. And my good old friend who gives it to me nicely though not gently when I need it. Last but not the least, the two fellas in my life, who for some strange reason, put up with my company.

 

 

Shalom,

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