Woke up really light this morning as I had a troubled night of purging (maybe I reacted negatively to my dinner) still can't tell why.
I was running late as usual, and I managed to pack my things to meet up with those joining me to church.
Started my car, warmed it briefly and was backing out of our compound when the car started acting up, doggedly I drove it and journeyed on.
We had barely driven 5 minutes when I ran into a rimless tire on the road, tried to place the tire beneath the car, thought I was done with that, till passers by started beckoning to me. Ok, that was it... Something was wrong again, yup, it was the tire I thought I had evaded that had become an extra baggage beneath my car, next I saw was smoke, couldn't decipher what that meant, so we all alighted from the car to check. The guys helped get the tire out and we continued the journey.
A few minutes later, I realized the tension had caused so much heat and sweat had visibly started trickling down my face, my dainty make up was now smudged, the solution? My AC!!! I turned it on and alas! It didnt come on, just fan, I guess the whole tire situation had tampered with the AC condenser somehow.
Couldn't even think about that, we just continued.
We were already late, so I decided against any complicated route, I headed on to Eko bridge, smooth and free till I got to Apongbon bridge and I noticed that many cars were ascending the bridge, that was a red flag I chose to ignore, to my greatest dismay we got to CMS and was going to ascend Ikoyi bridge when we got stuck in traffic. No, this has NEVER happened on a Sunday, it was always smooth sailing, why was today different??? Just like the BRT bus beside me heard my thoughts, I just noticed the sticker on it- it was a special program where the great man of God pastor E.A Adeboye will be ministering. I just sat down quietly and continued wading through the traffic with the scourging heat.
Eventually we got out and all the traffic lights on Awolowo road decided to be functional this Sunday, meant we had to wait for every red light. I was already sobbing inside because our service was 10 mins away.
We eventually got church a few minutes before 9am. I just urged the other guys to hurry up to meet up with choir ministration for the service.
I couldnt join the choir for the service as I had broken the rules- didn't attend any of the rehearsals. I strutted into the church and went to a small corner close to the wall, I needed to disappear as much as possible.
As the praise worship commenced, I was still thinking of the ordeals and I just didn't dance...Okay, so I knew the devil wanted use the opportunity to push me away from worshiping my God, so I said to myself- ALL THAT COULD GO WRONG, HAS GONE WRONG BUT THAT JUST ISNT ENOUGH TO TAKE MY PRAISE.
I swung into action and danced away the pain, truly in the presence of God...
