Hmmm I started life with a silver spoon in my mouth. Life seemed to be like Barbie living in a fairy tale world with everything being at my disposal and to her favour. I quite remember a whole lot of girls rushing to play with me during school break hours and others professing to be my right hand man and others always following me. To be frank, I became the diva of school when I was in High school and this made me very mean, proud, a tyrant and most of it all had great hatred for all those who were not up to my standard.
Because I saw that my friends could not do anything without me, my whole life turned round because I had this mind-set of myself being a god. They were to be at my notice anytime I called and it was fun seeing this happen .Life you will say, was sweet like lollipop and smooth like smoothie for me . Being the 2nd born of my parents and after all the last born of my parents, kept me making demands at the expense of their coinage. My elder brother you will say is the opposite of me; I sometimes wonder to myself if he really is my brother because he does not dress with the swag and on top of it all moves with people below his standard. I was so shy to call him my brother mostly when friends came around to visit me. His lifestyle is something I never envied.
Hmm my parents are boring me and I need to move on and separate myself from them. Now I’m 18 and up to age to cater for myself. I demand everything of mine in your possession with a croaky and annoying tone to my parents. These were the last words I uttered before leaving the house. I took with me the latest car in the house and the other belongings which were not mine but demanded they should be given to me. Because my parents were old and yet to join the land of the dead, they never struggled with me on what I put my demand on. I began scavenging stuff in the house like a vulture because I needed a whole lot for my espionage. I drove off with some friends to a faraway land as beautiful as Malaysia, Hawaii and the other beautiful places, you just mention it.
Aaah because of pleasure, what was money, I developed the attitude of smoking and drinking plus the sniffing of hard drugs because in my own words it was a HEAVEN OF PLEASURE on earth. Everything was at my disposal. Friends! They encouraged me in buying of nice clothing to accessories plus feeding them since all these were my idea. As for the night clubs, they became our 2nd room, where we were always there in the name of fun and just come out high on drugs.
Check me out today and you will notice some marks on me are all out of depression. Due to my mode of fashion, men both old and young always came to me demanding one thing SEX! and to relax myself out of a day’s work I just give in to them.
As time went on, my life became a mess, I lost all my friends because my money was almost used up and could not cater for us as it used to and also I’ve contracted the deadly disease HIV/AIDS. The stigma alone drew me away from friends. Because of this, I had to sell all my possessions i.e. my car, nice outfits at very affordable prices not to feed myself but to get some hard drug for myself. I was almost a mad woman now walking on the streets with my Brazilian hair messed up like a pregnant woman in labour and my whole body unkempt. Food was never a bother because at least I had some sniffing to do which could satisfy my immediate needs so no worry at all. I was lost to myself and kept on searching for what was missing in my life but never found it.
My futile search then left me bumping into a man in a white collar around his neck over a neatly ironed suit. I began to wonder trying to search for something around him and saying “Sorry”. I presume he thought I was mad so made headway with me to the church. That day HALLELUYAH, that was the day I was made complete in the love of Christ. I no longer felt lost to myself because what l was searching for physically has been provided spiritually through the divine love of God which granted me salvation. Though I was made whole that day, there was a need for me to be connected continuously to the love of God by reading my bible and praying and using Jesus Christ as my example.
Days passed turning to weeks and now I’ve missed home, there was no evening without a pool of tears on my bed. That experience of missing my family especially my brother made me realise how important they are to me though I behaved rudely back to them. For my brother there is nothing much I can say to him because I’ve really made a fool of myself due to fame and disrespected him though he constantly showed love to me. The decision to finally go home was made after several contemplations. This time I went with the love of God and with the assurance of being received back home especially not forgetting my first love.lt was all tears when I rang the doorbell to my house because I didn’t know how to approach them for forgiveness. I believe by celestial intervention the door was opened by the whole family.
What a surprise! It was all joy that day for my family for I was lost and definitely have returned back home. Amidst tears I write to you from the rehabilitation centre for teens but all I want to tell you brethren that perfect love conquers it all. Remember that if you are lost in your walk with God note that at the day of judgement your end will be in doom so it is required of you is to accept not to go back to the world but rather press on to receive Christ in your life. It worked for me and I believe that with a willing heart it will work for you because the blood of Jesus Christ still speaks on our behalf.
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