The CURE For The Hurting World

This Testimony is true, and it happened today on a rainy Friday morning while driving to work ... And as I meandered through the streets from my home place trying to access Bagamoyo road - I decided to stop for a second to switch ON Google Maps-App on my mobile device - just so I could have a rough estimate of the traffic along the way to my destination. 

As I stopped to do so - someone who stood by the roadside thought I had stopped waiting for her, so she approached the car, and I gladly unlocked the door, pulled down the windowpane, and with a Holy Ghost filled smile I asked - which way Ma'am? :)

Having noticed we were heading in the same direction I spoke with energetic voice as I ushered her in... She folded her umbrella, hopped inside and off we went.

Normally when I am the only human being in the car - and if I am not meditating on the goodness of God all around - I will always be listening to gospel tracks or a series of inspired sermons (and I must admit, I have lots of them and 'addictedly' so).

And on this particular morning I was even hungry for more of that, but now that we've got company I had the OPTION to tune in to a radio station for secular music and act like no big deal, and maybe give the flesh an auspicious opportunity to exercise it's deadly moves and maybe allure this potential 'significant other' taking advantage of the privacy afforded by the mini-van, with a chill cold and the soothing sound of rain pounding on the outside. Indeed, the stage was beautifully set, the veil was slowly moving aside, and the devil was about to make entrance for his grander performance ... But ... I knew better...

So I decided to be honesty with myself and to portray the real saved & blood-washed me. I said a quick prayer 'Lord let Your will be done' as I opened my mouth to acquaint with the girl next to me - Hey I'm Charles, glad to have you, kindly remind me your good name again (as if I already knew).

Anyway, long story short, we had the purest form of conversation in the presence of His Majesty the King, I didn't want to assume if she was born again or not, so I asked, she said yes, I said Awesome! - abide there! 

I later learned she was a Law student and was heading to a Law School near Ubungo and she was preparing for her exams due to start next week, I encouraged her, and on and on we talked until we came close to her drop off point.

She motioned me to drop her at the next stop, and I said, Ma'am, if you drop here you will still have to walk some distance under this rain until you get to your college, after all, YOU ARE THE DAUGHTER OF THE MOST HIGH GOD and your Father the King wouldn't be pleased with me - if I left you here while I had the option of doing more - to digress a bit and to drop you at the college.

I insisted and she accepted, saying 'Awww! That's so sweet of you!' And I replied 'Actually, that's so sweet of God!'

I dropped her at the college, I left satisfied, and yes, I didn't ask for her contacts.

I pondered on what had just happened as I thanked God for the small ACT OF KINDNESS He had enabled me to share in that space of time, and I prayed, may that small act and similar others that look upon every human (regardless of their color, gender, ethnicity or religious beliefs) as CHILDREN OF THE MOST HIGH, and treating them as such - continue to spread across the face of the globe until we are all able to speak our Father's tongue, our Father's language, that is, the LANGUAGE OF LOVE.

It is the richness of the previous paragraph that prompted me to compose this whole text.

HE who formed the fingers that typed this write-up knows that my testimony is true, praise His Holy Name.