Faith

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Everywhere you turn these days, you hear the proclamation “Jesus is coming.” For some,
it calls for an in spontaneous checklist, and for others, it is a phrase that is immediately tossed with reckless abandon on the top of a pile of doubt. For some, they just do not know what to think! If you do not mind me asking, what comes to your mind when you hear the phrase “Jesus is coming?”

Ever so sweet Ms. Tessie lived for attention. She was known for making a mountain out of a molehill. A simple headache was a brain tumor; a mild cold was labeled pneumonia. The bottom line is for many years, when Ms. Tessie cried for help, everyone in the vicinity dropped what they were doing and attended to her immediately. It was always the same conclusion that Ms. Tessie was masquerading behind the need for attention. With time, everyone, even her innocent four-year-old granddaughter never took
her seriously when she complained about this and that. They all knew it was a psychological thing so they started taking their time to respond to the complaint of the day.

One day, Ms. Tessie said she slipped and fell in the living room when no one was home. She wept a lot as she declared that she hurt her hand. Everyone took it as a simple sprain although Ms. Tessie announced that she was sure her arm was broken. The next day, the swelling came down and her hand looked okay but the moaning and groaning from Ms. Tessie stunk in the nose of her worn out family; they were so sure she was carrying out her usual plot for attention.

For three days, Ms Tessie stayed in bed. By this time, her family members were perplexed at the extent she will go for attention. The more she tried to convince them that she was really in pain, the more the tide of anger rising in them seemed to add to the wave of fury that was waiting to overflow. Ms. Tessie and her family were drowning in a tide of misery.

On the fourth day, her son decided to take her to the hospital since no amount of coercion by all family members got Ms. Tessie out of her beloved bed. They felt so bad that she was acting like this. After running tests on her in the hospital, her son got the shock of his life when the x-ray results showed his mother really broke her arm and was in serious pain all along. Like Jack in the story who always cried “wolf, wolf, wolf” till the day the real wolf came and no one came to his rescue, Ms. Tessie’s genuine cry of pain was mistaken for her usual crave for attention. The real pain was tearing at her soul but her past acts of feigning pain thrust her into a realm of unimaginable pain she never imagined even existed.

Once again, what comes to your mind when you hear the phrase “Jesus is coming?” My prayer is that none of us will be in Ms. Tessie or her family’s shoes when Jesus comes unexpectedly.

May Olusola
www.mannaexpressonline.com

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