In Nigerian
pidgin English, it is said: “This life no balance”
You know, in
my moments alone, I think. For no reason sometimes and sometimes with no profit.
I just think. I analyze things. Analyze everything. Dig around quite deep.
Search from Wikipedia to YouTube documentaries and Academia articles. And I almost
have never come to a conclusion as to a pattern things take. They just seem so random.
Put it this way, the only predictable thing in life is life’s unpredictability.
Say it again, life’s unpredictability is the only thing predictable.
Or so it
seems.
Like a ship
on the rough seas. A ship without any rudders is always going to be at the
mercy of the waters. The truth is in this case, the waters is God.
How do you
explain a trust fund kid working minimum wage and the dirt poor one becoming a
millionaire. How does a Pastor’s son become a drug dealer and the daughter of a
prostitute becoming a motivational speaker? How can an immigrants illegitimate
son become a President and a noble man’s
son ending up in jail long term? How does the most faithful wife get treated so
horribly but the two-timing girl seems to get the best in life? I have seen the
bible say in Ecclesiastes 9 verse 11 “I returned, and saw under the sun, that
the race is not to the swift, nor the battle to the strong, neither yet bread
to the wise, nor yet riches to men of understanding, nor yet favour to men of
skill; but time and chance happeneth to them all.” Yet a motivational speaker
makes a living telling people how to be strong in preparing for a battle and
how to be fast in preparedness for a race? See the irony of it?
The
illusion of any man telling another man he has mastered the sole way of life is
a lie. A big lie. Not sure what pit the lie is from as I don’t plan to know
much about hell but I know it is a lie. No one knows life in its entirety. The
biggest truth anyone can show another man is how to get as close to God as
possible and hope the ‘waters’ can then be favourable to his/her ship. Fellow
sailors, ignoring the waters and focusing on controlling the ship is an
exercise in futility eventually even if
it seems to make sense at first because true true ‘this life no just balance’.
