Boldness or Foolishness?

Who calls the shots?

Have you ever had moments in your life where you go like.

“No be say I too gbadun like that

Na God carry me comot from trenches oo

Na God save me oo and if you cross bars, I no go mind to show you red”

My Salvation walk has not been one free of trials and today, I’ll be sharing one defect of my Old man with you.

One thing I know I can't quite tolerate or put up with is harrassment especially when it is verbal…. I detest it in whatever form.

This week, there was one young man who was trying to get defensive in an argument with my mum and in between he just said “Ma, you are very lucky”

Ehn ehn ehn… Abi I did not hear well, wetin this guy just talk? Tani ati tani lo lucky? (Meaning who and who is lucky?)

Brethren, you know how some Christians would say “Let's put Bible aside”, friends I almost became that person.

I went to his front, looked at him in the eye, used the back of my palm to beat against his chest while I said

“Face me, no face me

What do you mean by she is lucky?

Let me see what you will do

Tell me what you want to do and see if I won’t treat your mess up

What do you mean by she is lucky?”

I kid you not, this guy had eyes and countenance that said “I just smoked some nice loud with two alcoholic espresso shots, I can kill a bear with my bare hands” but I was at his ftont challenging him and ignoring any consequence, I don't know what was in my head, but I was ready for anything.

While I said what I said, my mum kept saying “Fiyin, that’s enough! Leave him alone and get inside” Omooo, I mean this guy ooo, he just left my front like someone that was going to look for bottle and you guys won’t believe I stood.

It reminds me of Ameh and Bro Felix in the “Just us Girls” series season finale on Youtube.

Now, I shared this story to say this.

Some things that we consider boldness or an act of being bold are in reality foolishness

If that guy had thrown me punches or even beaten me, I wouldn't have been able to retaliate, maybe I’d have even been writing this mail with a swollen face.

The funny thing is, I didn't flinch, e be like say I dey ready for WrestleMania that day. God abeg😂

I knew for certain that there were better ways to react but my natural physical response to my flesh was “FIGHT! ATTACK” all you that think the devil isn't trying to destroy your destiny e Pele oo (sorry ooo).

I could have decided to pray beneath my breath or hum a song but I gave in to my flesh.

Just like me, many of us rely on our instincts to go around things that require spiritual insight. There is a reason why that verse from scripite says “Walk according to the spirit and ye shall not fulfill the lusts of the flesh”.

If our natural response to every situation becomes sensually led, then where in Christ in us the hope of glory?

So, I ask you, Who Calls The Shots over your life?

I’d leave you to ponder carefully on these things I have said as I am doing so myself. May God help us all.

I use the devotional above for my personal study, if you want it too check out Ebeletheservant’s Instagram page, click on the link attached to the bio and you’ll see “ Get Word Alive Devotional”

Ps: the young man came back and we tried to reach some amicable resolve, his eyes still looked like they held destructive fire in them…. I am looking forward to seeing him and apologizing for my behaviour as I have also been scolded by God.

My supposed boldness was actually foolishness, learn from my story don’t try to sideline the consequences of not obeying God.

Love you dearly my sibling in Christ

TFA💙♾️