The End!

My students have this song they sing at every send forth. What endeared us to the song was how they sang it and a part of the lyrics: “maybe we shall meet again, maybe we shall not….” There was also this funny vibe to it. But as I sat in the car that morning finally leaving Agbonle after the goodbyes and loving glances, and the song started ringing in my heart, it didn’t carry that funny vibe anymore; it made me want to weep.

 

It’s been a month plus few days since I officially wrapped up my service year and I think it’s taken me long enough to close this chapter. Serving in Agbonle was a whole mix of emotions. I was hit with hard facts the night we made our entrance into the community. And over the next months, I began to find comfort points and by God, I found ways to thrive. As that phase is over, I am deeply grateful to the God who was with me every step of the way.

Serving in a village sure does have its perks and benefits. Not having to pay exorbitantly for accommodation and not having to spend 1/3 of my ‘allawee’ on transport, is something I’m very grateful for. You know why? It helped me save. Having to be able to stay financially independent of my parents, take care of my needs and still be able to save tangibly is a great gratitude point for me.

At the end of the service year, I had no regrets about serving in Agbonle. When I started and looked at all the events that happened to convince me I was right where God wanted me, I didn’t yet know what the benefits would be. But at the end, looking back at how my relationship with Abba improved; looking to my personal development; looking to how my light didn’t dim in a strange land (I still got writing and editing gigs in a land without light and network), I can boldly say I was right in the centre of Abba’s will.

And for this next stage, and even for the rest of my life, this is my singular prayer: to follow His leading when it doesn’t make sense; to boldly follow even when people around think I should be towing another path.

 

I’m walking away with all of the lessons learnt and moving on into all that has been laid before me. And forever, I follow the Hand that leads.

Thanks for keeping my company! We move!
Remember you’re light; keep shining.
I love you!
O daaro!

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