Is this my wish?
Wish that I see myself someday
Someday in some office
Signing cheques and putting signatures to papers?
A time where I only flash the house of Yahweh once in a blue moon just to show off?
A time where I mesmerize and intoxicate my mind with business and forget that I came from somewhere.
Is this really my wish?
That I totally forget my root and where I came from?
Is this my wish that I totally relegate my creator who has given a mentor to nurture my nature to conform with scripture to the background?
Is this my wish that I will be imprisoned by devaluing the worship of my saviour and leave my fear of my saviour to depreciate rapidly like the Ghanaian Cedi while I appreciate my business and worldly minds.
Would I be at peace to allow my libido to make me chase after Adam's Apple rather than the bread of life?
Would I be triggered to make my recognition known like Keynesian revolution but bombard and make my service to Yahweh defunct and antiquated.
What is life without God?
Why should I want to allow myself to be deceived by things which are temporal and soon fade away.
Is it my beauty? it will soon fade away like a flower in the evening.
Is it fame? I will begin to dangle like a modifier the moment I make a gargantuan fall.
Oh! Is this what I really wish?
That I claim to be enjoying but rather killing myself silently. Claim to be busy but busy for nothing in gathering treasures in heaven. Oh really? Is this what I want to become? To be offered a A4 sheet with first class but can't even get a common pass in my spiritual life?
I don't think this is what I want. In this egalitarian utopia, life is too short to be writing too many resits in spirituality 101. I must turn to be frugal rather than prodigal in my spiritual life to defy the claimed law of diminishing marginal utility of spirituality.
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