DADDY KNOWS ME (HEARTFELT GRATITUDE)

Dear future,

Having no idea what you held in store for me when I was a month old; I only breathed in and out, gazing and looking intently at whatever I saw or should I say was presented to me for my sight every moment I wasn’t taking my usual hearty naps I know I really didn’t enjoy back then… Very quiet and an unobtrusive a baby I was, smiling every day because I knew subconsciously that God held me preciously, lovingly, gracefully and had planned meticulously what I would become in the next millisecond and such similar consecutive ones to come…

The moments of scare, exultance, sadness, bubbliness, mockery with my sister, and boredom which seems to have taken deeper roots than any of the expressions in my life in that very cold, hilly town a.k.a’d the gold town in the eastern region, where for the first time and I think would be the last I saw a hailstorm and called it ice blocks falling!!…watching it melt in the grass from the hand rail near the guest room, I still had no idea there would be a time I will faintly remember such moments and smile at the thought as I am doing now, and…… and…..that dawn when I was sick and mummy carried me at her back down a 33-flight of stairs…breathing in the cold refreshing dawn air, I recognized for a fact that I’d forever love my mum. Just like a patient going in and out of consciousness, that is about all I remember.

Shuffling places of abode 4 times in 18 years of my life like going through a playlist you adored, has been something I have learnt to keep up with, amid the hustle and bustle of packing clothes, kitchen wares, books and the like, which has obviously made me meet more different people than the average teenager. It’s such a pity I can’t even keep up with and with which I am aware would be sad I don’t remember when we meet hopefully someday.

And now Future, anybody who loves accounting like I do at my age would definitely love to be in my shoes at the moment but then once again, I sincerely do not know what you hold for me but since you are as intangible as justice, I only direct my hopes, smiles, trust and morale to my Daddy- Jesus Christ!! He’s got my future, I mean He’s got YOU IN HIS HANDS and if me tangible Grayhcee is as little as a little sand-stone but greatly precious….i wonder what you are…

And what it is I am to be in the next 10 to 15 years or even forever is dependent on God’s plan I talked about earlier and how wisely I alter His permissive plans for my life in accordance to the wonderful direction of the Holy Spirit my director.