Yesh was still about two miles away from the Mansion when he first spotted the young lady pacing the mansion's driveway. As he got closer, he slowed down quietly observing the young lady with keen interest and eventually switching off the bike's engine a little distance away. He sat gingerly on the bike (a posture that looks like a clever compromise between standing and sitting on the bike), perhaps wondering who the lady was and why she has come.
She was a petite brunette, her long dark hair made her super attractive. Her eyes were misty and her hands were twitching, she was lachrymose. One look at her (if the look on her face was any indication, if it was the true reflection of her soul), and even a six year old boy would be able to tell that with her all was not well.
Yesh has been looking at her for close to ten minutes and all she did during that time were standing, pacing a little, sitting on the big white stone beside the driveway, and then standing again to pace awhile. About twice during her period of restlessness, she had stood up, taken a few steps close to the mansion's door as if determined to knock on it, but after about four or so steps towards the door, she would retreat again, her courage obviously failing her. It was when she did this for the third time that Yesh approached her.
"Hi young lady, my name is Yesh. I've been observing you for the past ten minutes, and for most of that time I've been wondering, what exactly is going on with you?"
She broke into tears. He offered her his handkerchief. She took it gratefully, wiping her tears as she narrated her ordeal, her reason for coming to the big house. She's been seeking university admission for five years, and each year in the last five years, it's either she outrightly failed the qualifying exam, did not make the cut off or just did not get the admission. But this year, she has been offered an admission to study Aeronautic Engineering (her dream course) and just when she thought the battle was over, she was called that her mum was involved in a car accident and needed quick surgical operation. Her mom survived the operation but all their savings has been spent and they've also incurred a huge debt. Money's not forthcoming from anywhere and she has only a week left to pay her Acceptance fee if she does not want to forfeit the admission. With no real friends or family member to turn to, the mansion was her last hope. Only if she can summon the courage to knock on the big door, if only someone will open the door for her, if only the owner of the mansion will agree to lend her some money, if only...
Yesh sat with her on the big stone patiently listening to her weepy talk.
"Yes, you will walk to that door and the door will be opened for you. I will have a talk with the owner of the mansion and he will not just lend you the amount you need, he will give it to you. Not only that, if you don't mind, he will take you up and care for you just like he cares for all his children."
"Why are you so sure?" Already shaking off her dolorous state, she brightly asked.
"I am his first Son", Yesh confidently replied.
"Hi young lady, my name is Yesh. I've been observing you for the past ten minutes, and for most of that time I've been wondering, what exactly is going on with you?"
She broke into tears. He offered her his handkerchief. She took it gratefully, wiping her tears as she narrated her ordeal, her reason for coming to the big house. She's been seeking university admission for five years, and each year in the last five years, it's either she outrightly failed the qualifying exam, did not make the cut off or just did not get the admission. But this year, she has been offered an admission to study Aeronautic Engineering (her dream course) and just when she thought the battle was over, she was called that her mum was involved in a car accident and needed quick surgical operation. Her mom survived the operation but all their savings has been spent and they've also incurred a huge debt. Money's not forthcoming from anywhere and she has only a week left to pay her Acceptance fee if she does not want to forfeit the admission. With no real friends or family member to turn to, the mansion was her last hope. Only if she can summon the courage to knock on the big door, if only someone will open the door for her, if only the owner of the mansion will agree to lend her some money, if only...
Yesh sat with her on the big stone patiently listening to her weepy talk.
"Yes, you will walk to that door and the door will be opened for you. I will have a talk with the owner of the mansion and he will not just lend you the amount you need, he will give it to you. Not only that, if you don't mind, he will take you up and care for you just like he cares for all his children."
"Why are you so sure?" Already shaking off her dolorous state, she brightly asked.
"I am his first Son", Yesh confidently replied.
A more important level of relationship that should exist between God and man after the Creator-Creature relationship is the Father-Child relationship. God paid the price that all men may be able to enter into this new realm of fellowship. The price was Jesus, His blood, His life, His all- He held nothing back just so that you and I can earn the privilege to call God Father. One of the first few words (if not actually the first word) I pronounced as a baby according to what I was told was "Dada"(a babyish way of saying daddy), no doubt I love him. The way I relate with him, I relate with no other. I make demands, do silly stuff, make faces at him, communicate without actually opening my mouth and beyond all these, there's this confident trust that he loves me and wants the best for me. God wants us to see Him the same way, to be closer with Him than we are to our earthly parents and loved ones. He loves us, He can't hurt us, everything He does is for our good even when it doesn't seem like it.
The bottom line is this, you are still in the danger zone if you've not entered through that door. In Fact, He's knocking on the door of your heart, all you need do is open and allow Him in (Rev 3:20). He does not only want to meet your needs, He wants to meet and make you, He wants to hear you call Him Father. What if you have that relationship already? He wants you to always acknowledge it, to be conscious of it and to use the authority the relationship has brought you as often as possible (John 1:12). Don't be shy of going public about Him, let people know who you belong to, don't allow the devil the luxury of being oblivious of this special news, sing it to his ears always. It's a song of victory, a song of love. I'm proud to call Him Father. Are you?
Pray by faith with me- "Father, thank you for loving me so. Help me to honour you always in Jesus Name, Amen."
Romans 8 (Msg)
15-17This resurrection life you received from God is not a timid, grave-tending life. It's adventurously expectant, greeting God with a childlike "What's next, Papa?" God's Spirit touches our spirits and confirms who we really are. We know who he is, and we know who we are: Father and children. And we know we are going to get what's coming to us—an unbelievable inheritance! We go through exactly what Christ goes through. If we go through the hard times with him, then we're certainly going to go through the good times with him!
I'm Trusting God For You- TiToluwaNiMi.
Pray by faith with me- "Father, thank you for loving me so. Help me to honour you always in Jesus Name, Amen."
Romans 8 (Msg)
15-17This resurrection life you received from God is not a timid, grave-tending life. It's adventurously expectant, greeting God with a childlike "What's next, Papa?" God's Spirit touches our spirits and confirms who we really are. We know who he is, and we know who we are: Father and children. And we know we are going to get what's coming to us—an unbelievable inheritance! We go through exactly what Christ goes through. If we go through the hard times with him, then we're certainly going to go through the good times with him!
I'm Trusting God For You- TiToluwaNiMi.
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