During our growing up years, mummy was all we could ask for and much more. I’ll like to call her supermum. She gave us everything we needed as long as it was in her capacity to and provided that it was good for us. She did justice too when we erred. Beating us with cane wasn’t exactly her favourite means of disciplining us even though I can recall her using it a couple of times and then explaining why she had to in an apologetic tone afterwards .
“Pick pin, kneel down and face the wall” were common punishments she gave us. And then of course like every mum, she’d sit us down and talk sense into our heads. She never used abusive words because she knew both the spiritual and psychological impact they had on us. The thing is I can go on and on talking about her but this write up is not centered on her.
You know what they say about childhood and how that’s the period one enjoys the most, little or no work to do, you get what you want most times, have toys and games and just live the life. There is so much similarity between this phase in the physical and also when it comes to things of the spirit too. Now let me explain what I mean. When I was much younger (It’s not like I’m old o), when I sleep off in the sitting room during night devotion, I’ll wake up the next morning in my room.
When I sleep hungry, the next thing I’ll know is someone is waking me up with food to eat. And one I’ll never forget is after jumping around all weekend and not making my hair for the next week, my mummy would weave my hair for me Sunday night after I had slept such that when I woke up Monday morning, my hair was made. She did this a couple of times and I seemed to take it for granted, I’ll let the weekend run by without doing anything to my hair.
As I grew up, things changed, daddy would ask me to arrange my untidy room I shared with my twin brother, mummy would give me a stool and ask me to stand on it so I could be tall enough to wash the dirty plates in the sink. Then, it might have seemed like a big task but the then ‘big task’ was all part of the growing up process.
As I grew, responsibilities increased too. No one carried me to my room anymore, I’ll wake up the next morning and find myself in the sitting room or occasionally I’ll wake up in the night and find my square root. If I slept hungry, I was on my own because I was most likely warned before I slept and the worst of all was when I had to go to school on a Monday morning with my hair braided into three large chunks with white thread.
Yes o, it happened. Over the weekend, my mummy had told me to go and make my hair but I didn’t answer, I thought to myself, ‘she’ll make it for me when I sleep on Sunday night’. Like joke like joke, I woke up and my hair was not made. Then she chose to have ‘mercy’ on me and did something that made me look like a masquerade. That was the last time I turned deaf ears to her instructions as regards making my hair.
In the kingdom of God, we are not all of the same level of maturity. Some have attained significant heights of maturity while some are just beginning. Whatever your stand is, it is of utmost importance to know and understand that there is a need to keep growing. The moment you stop yearning for more of God, you start losing spiritual height previously gained. It’s just like a pressing iron, the moment it is turned off, it begins to cool down, the effect may not be obvious immediately but believe me as long as it remains switched off, it’s of no use to its owner.
Gaining spiritual maturity is not bread and butter. No one ever said it was a bed of roses, it involves God pruning us, chastising us when we err and saddling us with responsibilities that help us grow. It entails us having an unquenchable thirst for more of God. Just as food is vital for growth in the physical so also is the Word of God for our spiritual maturity. Let’s begin to see God as the Heavenly Father that He is, let’s yearn for more as sons, let’s embrace His chastisement and eagerly carry out every task committed to us. If you are still at the same level of spiritual growth you were when you gave your life to Christ, this should strike a cord in your heart and birth a desire for more!
The most amazing thing is that of all the things He created, you are His most prized possession. He loves you and wants that communion more than you can ever know. He is the One that puts the desire for Him in your heart. So what are you waiting for? Your Father is waiting.
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