My heart is very joyful tonight. My heart has been springing up several melodies and songs to my Lord and the reason is because I understand the reason why I have some scars. They used to be wounds, but they long ceased to be wounds as I began to know Him who is specialized in bringing out beauty from ashes.
Today makes it exactly 9 years ago that I suffered a great disappointment. I just left secondary school and I was optimistic about getting admission into OAU. I had passed UME (now UTME) and the Post-UME. Although my marks were not enough for the course I chose, someone my parents knew told us not to worry.
All the admission lists had been released except one- the last list which will be released on the Matriculation day- February 2, 2009. Prior to this time, lectures had started and this person that was helping encouraged me to move to campus and attend the lectures too.
So, I packed my bags and all I would need and went over to stay with a friend. You know the ego na. Lanre don commot house, he don enta OAU. Naso my friends dey yarn. On campus, I was moving about from one class to another like every other student.
Then February 2, 2009 came and my name was no where to be found on the list. I could remember watching the matriculating students in Amphitheater from White House in OAU. It was disheartening. I was ashamed to go back home. I had failed.
Fast forward to February 2, 2018. I have had several occasions where I shared this story with young ones who were disappointed in their admission seeking. Encouraging them is not just what gives me the joy. What gives me the joy is the fact that my scar is a source of joy to someone else.
I think that's the height of what a scar can become. When the scars you sustained from ugly experiences have become a source of joy and peace to other people. It means that you have healed completely.
I am more encouraged to be faithful in the wounds that I currently have because I know that someday, they will become a scar and then a panacea for someone else's wound. I'm so looking forward!
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