In the Middle of Nowhere

The weather was extremely cold when I arrived Hadeja. As I settled in, I went through my itinerary to see the Local Governments I was to supervise over the next few days. When I was done, myself and Rose took a bicycle ride to get dinner. I can still remember vividly how we paddled through the streets of Hadeja at night with the cold wind blowing. 

The next morning, I rushed out to the first Local Government which was quite easy to find. I supervised the health facilities as required and then went back to Hadeja. The next day, I made it to the second Local Government with ease and journeyed to the first health facility in XYXY community; the houses in XYXY were majorly made of straw. I saw little girls leading herds of cows, while their mothers shied away as they saw us. Did I mention the only way I could get to XYXY community was via a bike? I paid N300 to get to the Local Government itself but paid over N3,000 to get to XYXY and 3 other communities. 

 

When I was done supervising the team of health workers, I and the bike man proceeded to XXYY community....we drove for over 30minutes and the farther we went the more it seemed we were approaching the heart of a desert. I was still calm until we got to a fork in the road and it was certain the bike man didn’t know which way to take. There was no one to ask, I checked my phone; there was no network...I looked around and somehow my mind wandered back to the chibok girls, finding them could only have been done by someone who had an understanding of the terrains in the Sambisa forest. 

Obviously the bike man didn’t know the terrain and there I was on a bike far from Hadeja, very far from Dutse, away from Kano and miles away from Abuja. The thoughts came running but I waved them aside and began conversing with GOD. We finally took one of the paths but as we kept moving the path ended but we kept driving by faith until we linked up with another path. As the bike man drove on, we finally saw a man and asked him where community XXYY was, and he told us up ahead. We kept moving until the path burst out to a road and minutes later we arrived at the community. The health center was so beautiful and the nurse I met there was a young Igbo lady...in my mind I wondered how she got to XXYY community. She looked so contented...Life is amazing!

Anyway, I made it back to Hadeja safely...lol.

Lessons Learnt:

-      The vastness of the world is amazing and to think that only ONE PERSON controls the whole world, knows everyone by name, knows all the languages, knows all the communities and etc. He deserves to be praised!

-      Seeing those little girls leading a herd of cows instead of being at school made me shiver in thanksgiving. Be grateful for what you have and are...many out there would love to be in your shoes.

-      Trust no man...no matter how knowledgeable a man looks or is; he still doesn’t know it all. No one knows it all, only GOD does.

-      When you get to a point where you don’t know which way to go...listen to the silent whispers of the Holy Spirit.

-      We move with ease and speed, on terrains that we are familiar with or terrains that have been revealed to us.

-         Don’t give up just because you are yet to handle the things that GOD has promised you or because things look difficult. There is always light at the end of the tunnel..keep moving.

-      GOD orchestrated your life and mine; He knows the terrain of your life; the bends, the curves, the stops, the high and the low.....so walk with Him.

-      Some risks are not worth taking..lol....confirm with Him first.

yspot!