Some days I wonder if I will ever graduate.
It seems the more credits I take, the tougher the requirements.
Is there really a plan or path to this degree?
In frustration, I have asked you the same questions over and over in the past. Your answers remain the same.
Am I still not God?
I know the plans I have for you.
One of my teachers, Professor Isaiah had said.
“Surely the arm of the LORD is not too short to save, nor his ear too dull to hear.”
At times like these, I wonder if he knew what he is talking about.
My sisters Nkechi and Bola are feeling the same way right now.
They ask me if you are still there?
I hoped I sounded convincing when I regurgitated your answers.
The other day, another Sister asked if you always had to wait till the 11th hour to answer?
I gave them the “Answer” and they stared at me bewildered.
One question God. Are we ever going to graduate from this school?
I know! I know! Another of those answers.
“My grace is sufficient for you”
“Trust and obey”
I guess we have no choice, we have come too far to quit.
I know you will neither desert us nor forsake us.
I remember the day you looked at me with those all knowing eyes and told me, you know it is not easy but that at the end, it will become clear to me. You told me to trust in you with all my heart and that I should not lean on my understanding. You asked me to acknowledge you in all your ways.
You are still God.
You are not Man!
Your plans for us are plans for good!
