All in a flash

Driving down the Main Street was just as usual nothing really out of place that wet morning; I was almost at Walter Street, which housed my office. It was another day off to work again. But is someone following me? I wondered. Looking in the rear mirror, there were no familiar cars from earlier on the trip but then it was dark so how could I tell for sure.

To shake off the odd feeling I decided not to go my usual route after all that’s what happens in movies, the victim’s routine is well monitored before the attacker strikes. The bad guys always come with full awareness of every tiniest detail.
Anyway, I decided not to turn off at Marble Street rather to go up the Connor Bridge then turn into Walter Street. Not like anyone would be following me but then it hurts nothing right?

As I climbed Connor bridge I noticed something I could not see earlier, because it was dark but Connor bridge is well illuminated, behind me were two Bugatti Veyron and as they got closer I realized they were Sang Noir, now those are some engines I thought, imagine there are only 15 of those ever produced.
Wait a minute did I really see 2 SANG NOIR!
What would they be doing here at this time of the day?
A person that can afford one of that would not need to be running around before dawn to beat traffic congestion or anything like that I thought.

Very odd I thought.
Just then the two of them seemed to close in on me and seemed to be bent on push me off the Connor Bridge. No that’s got to be my imagination, about then I noticed another car from the rear gaining on us so I thought at least this guys will give these two something fun to do than terrorize poor old me in my regular Toyota. But to my utmost surprise the new car approaching was another freaking Bugatti Veyron and OMG! It is a Pure breed (Pur Sang) now there are only 5 of those ever made so I guess you understand my surprise.

Ok back to my predicament who has time to ogle a car no matter how rare- Connor Bridge is across the Atlantic Ocean and I CANNOT swim! I never learnt to, how do I intend to pull off an emergency swimming lesson in the ocean? Even if I make it out of the car alive with these guys that seem bent on chasing me off the road?

For a brief second I thought of out running them but quickly I realized the folly of my though these are Bugatti Veyrons! They are built for just one thing SPEED! Besides one is right beside me with just enough space not to touch me but not enough for me to pull any quick action the other was practically ridding on my poor car’s bumper. While the pure breed seems content to watch as the show unfolds. How sadistic.

What do I do? Who will save me in all these?

My phone is near but I can’t take my hands off the steering, because we are on some breakneck speed here with me hoping to wiggle away from the edge, and I have not gotten round to activating my voice dial so amongst other things I will be paying for my procrastination.

At least I would have been able to call my boyfriend and say I love you one last time tell him what is happening so that at least someone will have the true story of how I died.
All these thoughts swilled in my head as I caught a glimpse of the mean looking Bruce Willis type guys in the vehicles around me. About then an intimidating Hummer H3 Alpha was gaining quickly and as that happened I watched as the vehicle next to me seemed about to take off, I was almost relieved till I realized he was only making room for the SUV to do what he could not; ram his car into mine and send me into the ocean below.

All this while other cars just passed bye like nothing was happening.
Won’t anyone help?
Would someone call a police?
What did I do to deserve this?
Still I wished I could pick my phone to call for help but then who has time to call anybody when I am one half of the car was off the road, no scratch that, one half of the car was already on the safety rail all they need is one more shove and my car and I will make breaking news that morning.

To think I thought it was a normal day!

So I thought to say a quick prayer, my last I guess. As I was doing this, a shiny silver car appears from nowhere- I did not quite get the brand or make this time around, and it charges at the hummer that was poised to toss me over, horns blaring and all, before I could blink the 3 cars cycling us (the hummer and I) earlier were pulling away at a neck breaking speed the guy in the hummer took one look at the silver car and you could see the look of horror that was on his face as he seemed to recognize who was in the silver car.
All in a blink the road was free again they were all gone. The silver car seemed to follow them till they were totally out of sight. Somehow I managed to get my car off the rail back to the floor after which I let out the floodgate of tears that had welled up within me for the last horrible 20 minutes of my life.
Suddenly I saw a really bright light shine on my face and I wondered for a minute- did I die? Was that God’s glory shinning or what to my utmost disappointment but pleasure it was only the headlight of a Cherokee jeep that drove into the parking lot. Then it came to me, I was in fact in the parking lot of my office and had been there for the last 30 minutes!
It was only my pounding heart that seemed to believe that entire sinister stunt actually took place.
… it was all in my mind.

I Stand

In the eye of the storm I stand
I won’t
Back down
Stand down
Bow down
Or even look down
I will walk tall
Stand tall and
Still stand
The storm may be fierce but it only lasts for so long
I am a victor not a victim
So no I won’t hang down my head in shame
I am made for the top
So I won’t sit below eating the bread of shame or drinking the wine of failure
No obstacle will stop me rather it only teaches me the ways things won’t work

In the eye of the storm
I stand
YES I STAND

Musing

There are times I wonder why do bad things happen to good people?
Just as the thought is completed it is quickly followed by who are good people? What makes a person qualify as a good person anyway?
But then good or not so good why do bad things happen?
Can’t God just stop them? He is powerful enough to stop anything.
But I also remember if He were to do that then:
*we cease to be humans since we have to go by His commands, we become like robots that are controlled by the switches put in them by the inventor or like camels that are directed by the bits in their mouth.
*we cease to reap the consequence of our actions or inaction. Should a farmer plan oranges and reap bananas now that would really be absurd seeing bananas growing on a mango tree or oranges on a banana tree then why do we ask God to take away the effects of our actions.

Yet we are good people right we demand justice from the government but we are not even just enough to accept the consequence of our actions?
Have you ever had an exam that you did not prepare for yet you prayed to pass it? Then you are asking that justice should not be served, you are no different from the guy who is trying to bribe a judge from passing a life sentence on a murderer. Tough right? Yeah but that is the case only God the judge in this case is not likely to be like the judge that gets swayed by the money involved. There is nothing you can give God that He does not already have

So then again who is a good person?
Is it the guy that goes to church and religiously pays his tithe knowing God will return in multiple fold what he has given to Him and his sole reason for doing this is to get the blessing of giving sure He will get the blessing but is this truly what makes him a good man? Is God expected to look the other way when he claims more refund from his workplace than he actually spent on that trip?
Or is it that lady that serves as a volunteer in the orphanage just to make sure that those little children get a tough of love? She gives all her resources to help then gives her time and heart too, only she thinks she is good enough for God as a result of these actions?

Our righteousness is like a dirty rag before God and He is not swayes by our actions because He knows what we are and that the imaginations of our heart is wicked continually -note the Bible says continually, not just till they come to know Christ and are saved. Getting saved does not rid you of your flesh, the fact that you are fair skinned even if it is a chemical assisted colour does not automatically change now that you are saved. Your heart still belongs to you, if you naturally are not organized you don’t become organized by the following day simply because you got saved so why do you think the tendencies of your heart to think evil goes away once you get saved?

Would you be proud of yourself if ALL your thoughts are broadcasted to the whole world daily as they come up? Would you be comfortable having your family, friends and loved ones listening to it?
NO?
Any you are a good person right?
I don’t want to imagine what is would be like if you are a bad person.

The only one able to lay sole claim on being good is God. He alone is entitled to hold that title. He puts up with me and all my many inadequacies and yours too.
He does not treat us the way we treat people we feel are slighting us yet we slight him daily.
God, I am thankful You are not me or any other human for that matter else …
There will be no more earth.
I am thankful.

Its 2010!

HAPPY NEW YEAR to y'all.
It's a beautiful year I can see that already.
Went to a wedding briefly today and it was so beautiful.

Anyways I have to go off to work now.

See y'all around.