You leave office in a fit. You have had an argument with your supervisor. How can he be so unreasonable!! You wish you could throw in the towel. You have had enough of this gu-man! You slump in your car seat in the parking lot. There was a slight drizzle in the afternoon. A stain of white droppings by the marabou stork makes it hard to use the car wipers lest you make it worse. You jam the key into the ignition and jolt away. Hard. You need to pick your daughter from School.
As finally hit the highway. Little girl is in the back seat. The pedestrians are jaywalking while the cars are ignoring the trafficking rules. You try to distract yourself by listening to the radio. You switch on the radio and listen to the 6 p.m. news. Money meant for project X has been stolen. The members of parliament have given a tax holiday to other ’investors.’ Your favourite politician has been blocked from holding a rally or peaceful demonstration. You switch rain stations. A man has just beaten up his wife to a pulp. You stop suddenly just in time before you ram into the car in front of you. It is negotiating potholes. You slow down too. The roads are strewn with used dirty polythene paper bags. The public toilets nearby send a putrid smell. It hits your nostrils like a poisoned arrow. You pull up the window. Oba how do these people live? You wonder and shake your head
The driver of car number plate U.. dash.. dash... etc etc has just thrown out a maize cob and dusted his coat. He drives on ahead like nothing is wrong. He leaves you seething in anger. The boda boda rider cares not about the heavily pregnant mother. He brushes past her swollen leg and leaves a scratch. She shouts an expletive at him in the local dialect. You try to turn away as though you didn’t hear it. Your daughter asks you what that means. You pretend not to hear. However, you are stuck in traffic jam. Yes. It is the evening snail stroll home. The engine gauge on your car is orange. Everything seems to be going astray. You are livid.
What do you do about this? Rant on facebook? Call up your girlfriend and spew your anger at her? She listens on as you talk about the day. Then she asks you an unexpected question –
So, my dear what are you going to do about it? Keep angry or plan to make a difference in spite of the mess around you? You didn’t expect that question. Slowly you think of an answer and remember the preach in Church the Sunday before
.....For the creation waits in eager expectation for the revealing of the sons of God... (Romans 8:19)
You stop and think ....
TO BE CONTINUED