Thursday, January 24, 2019

God's plan.

Do you ever want to do something that's obviously your plan, your desire and you don't want any interruption whatsoever from an outside force.

Well this was me 15 years ago, I had written my National Common Entrance Examination. This is the qualifying exam to secondary school in Nigeria. When the results were released.

My mum and I began our plan, it was to get me into the secondary school behind the house we lived at that time. I had enrolled in the primary school few months earlier to sit for the qualifying exam. So we thought it will be easy to get admitted to the Secondary school. We recieved a Big NO from the Vice Principal Admin, he said I was not posted there and will affect the quota system and all, but I could check another state secondary school in some suburb.

We picked our bags and dashed off to the other school. On getting there, we were asked to check the list for my name. My mum perused the list and I can remember seeing her frown while she grumbled that the students on the list had average scores and she was certain I was going to be a local champion if I got enrolled there. If only she knew she was mumbling those words a little louder than my ear's reach, that it caught some gentle man's attention. He greeted my mum and asked her what school I had selected while I sat for the exam. My mum with glee responded, Federal Government Girl's College Bwari, Federal Government Girl's College Akure and two other schools I obviously can't remember.

Well well, after that, the man told her to go to National Examination Council (NECO)'s office, she asked for the address and there we went that day. On getting to the office in Zone 4, Wuse, Abuja. My mum was asked to seat while I stood, We were waiting for the paper, which was also the exam result that had my fate... it was a long 5 minutes, like the longest I have stood. The man behind the table flipped the papers so fast it was almost getting finished and my name had not been seen, I couldn't hold it anymore, hot steaming tears rolled down my eyes uncontrollably. My mum asked why I was crying like she didn't know and I responded. My name is not there. The man quickly responded that it was, like magic he asked for my name again which my mum and I said in a chorus. He said here it is and you can imagine I was smiling from ear to ear with tears still on my big round cheeks.

... that was how I went to my first secondary school choice on merit which was also God's plan for me. 

Many a times we sway from east to west, north to south missing God's plan that is at the centre. We have the urge to go our own way but it is nothing like the original plan of God for us. I pray we have the strength to turn to God's will for our lives. Amen.

Prov.3. [5] Trust in the LORD with all thine heart; and lean notunto thine own understanding. [6] In allthy ways acknowledge him, and heshall direct thy paths



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