I was at the bus stop waiting for the bus to take me home
and mentally calculating the outgoings in my budget while standing. Then I
decide to “write the vision” so I took out a notepad and a pen right there at
the bus stop and started calculating.
All I focused on was the outflow, my eyes were closed to the
inflow … then I started complaining and “petitioning God” and asking silly
questions like “Lord when will this outflow reduce”? “Lord when will I
“balance”? “Lord do something”!
I suddenly developed amnesia … I was the same person telling
God to sort me out a couple of months back, here I was with a miracle job and
all I could complain about was the outflow instead of thanking the God that has
enabled me to pay for the outgoings!
In my troubled state, I got on the bus and only discovered
my bag was “AWOL” when I was on the platform at the station waiting to board
the next train home. I became aware when I wanted to take a pen from my bag to solve
the Sudoku at the back of the dailies I was reading.
I almost passed out, I went to meet the platform attendant
to complain that my bag was stolen... he said and I quote “there are no thieves
on this platform”… In a different scenario, I probably would have rolled my
eyes but in this situation, my eyes welled up with tears and I was this close
to wailing but then I remembered who and most importantly whose I am and I
decided to do what I ought to have been doing in the first place, I began to
praise God who is my all in all. I changed my confession and declared that my
bag wasn't stolen. I asked the Holy Spirit to guard my bag till I see it (and
yes I said all this after asking for forgiveness for complaining bitterly
instead of praising Him).
You see it is one thing to lose a property that is insured,
it is another thing to lose a property that is irreplaceable!
Then I remembered my work phone was in my bag…Oh my days!!!
My ID card, the fob to get into the office building, I had just been given that
morning.
Bottom line is I chose to believe the God that said He will
rebuke the devourer for my sake.
I called my work phone and a lady picked it up, she said I
left the bag at the bus stop! That must have been when I was busy making a
mountain out of a molehill, having a jaundiced view of what God can do,
forgetting to praise Him for His many miracles that I can never repay.
I’m on my way to be reunited with my beloved bag (I’ve never
loved a bag the way I love it right now)!!!
Worrying and complaining never generates good result …
praising Him on the other hand is a win-win!!!
Now I know that when in doubt, praise God, when in double
doubt, praise Him some more … He has a way of showing up.
Lesson Learnt!!!
PS:
I got my bag back; everything was intact including the money
in my wallet to the last penny. Two beautiful Caribbean ladies were the angels
assigned to guard my bag.
I know some naysayers may come up with the theory of
“coincidence”, here is my suggestion, try leaving your bag(ensure there’s money
and important documents in there plus all your bank cards and address details)
at a busy bus stop for over 30 minutes and see what happens.
