So in the midst of all the projects I’ve got going on, I needed to take a break to share this page with you. I had a long weekend, but I’m not about to bore you with all of that. You know, of a truth, God works out EVERYTHING for our good. And even when things don’t turn out like we expect them to, we still must understand that God’s in control, and He’s got a perfect plan.
I was at an event yester-night, and though, it didn’t turn out like I expected, I stayed. Well, I needed the “cool” to think and to just do something different, and so I stayed.
The atmosphere was luring, situated by the ocean, the site was so alluring, something I haven’t had time to enjoy in a long while. I took out my novel and buried my senses into it, still having just a little interest in passersby, once in a while checking out fashion trends, hair styles, and of course, weirdos…
Then just like the home videos… something caught my attention. I raised my head further to check out what drew everyone’s gazes as well as mine, and there they were, stepping out one after the other, sugar daddy in front, accompanied by two, three, four, five ‘chicks’, barely dressed… Oh beautiful, was how they felt, I’m sure…
Classy, sophisticated, chauffeured in their private speed boat, the baits of the overtly-rich-yet-sickly-looking daddy they rolled with… I could go on and on… the sight disgusted me. Yet I didn’t have the will to judge anyone, all I did was pray.
As the evening went by, I couldn’t stop myself from witnessing the site which repeated itself like thrice, showing to me that it was their lifestyle here. And here I was, watching a music video a day before, wondering to myself how come ladies were so comfortable in these videos barely dressed. I thought to myself, was it the money? Was it really their job, were they impressed with what they did? Etc. Here I was, wondering what I was doing in this place apart from savoring the evening breeze and God was showing me that there was too much work to be done still.
What have we been so interested in lately? Fight against Rape. Molestation. Child Rights. Women Trafficking. Women Rights. Poverty. Aids. Women Empowerment??? Have we thought for a sec… Where did we throw all of our morals?
I know… I’m just archaic, old skool, I’ve lived too long in an under developed nation, its mentality is beginning to affect mine, I can’t see outside of the box. I Know…
But I know still, that this ‘classy’? Doesn’t define Queen Elizabeth or Michelle Obama or Paula White… And if that’s the case, then I think calling a spade what it is will mean immoral and trashy is exactly what it is…
And Life… It’s too short to live trashy. It’s too short to not explore the beauty within. It’s too short to want to define my worth by the mass of attributes I get to display for all men to see and adore…
Life’s too short… It’s even shorter than I thought, for even at age 100, there still wouldn’t have been enough time to totally wipe off this decadence.
As if that wasn’t enough, I woke up to the news of Bobbi Kristina’s death. I prayed for a miracle that might in turn transform her life. I prayed that she wouldn’t be a repetition of her mother’s misfortune. But then, I wasn’t sure whether if God made the miraculous happen, it would be seen as such… A miracle… I wasn’t sure if waking up from her coma would change her life for good or make her worse of, because of a certainty, her life would never have remained the same, good or bad.
Sad. Very sad…
God wants us to have fame and wealth and influence… But when the blessings become a curse? Life’s never the same. It’s even shorter than we think… too short to live trashy. It’s too short to not explore the beauty within. It’s too short to want to define my worth by the mass of attributes I could display for all men to see and adore… Life’s too short… It’s even shorter than I thought, for even at age 100, there still wouldn’t have been enough time to totally wipe off this decadence.
Dear Diary… I might not be living this sad life, or be in a coma induced by my many wrong choices… But there are many little foxes eating up my sanity, pulling me backwards from being the ‘real’ me… the ‘me’ that God has purposed for me to be. And tomorrow? 10 decades from now? I still would not have had enough time to truly live… ‘cause forever is even shorter than I think…
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