THE CEMENT MESSAGE
Amidst the rising sun, the burning sand and the throttling wind!
I remember it was around 6pm on the 10th of January 2019 I had just returned back from school tired of course. And I desperately needed to recharge myself, but firstly, I must take a cool bath then proceed for my Okparized dinner.
“Oh No, I don’t have water” I said to myself. I needed to go outside to get it because here in 042, having a borehole connected to your house is a luxury and you literally need to break the bank in order to live in such accommodation. So therefore, most of us are left with no other option than to get water from a reservoir at a meagre cost. The thought of going outside at that particular point in time was thwarting but unfortunately there was nothing I could do to savage the situation.
Few minutes later, I found myself in an uncompleted building. Yes, this is where I get water. I watched as the water got dispensed into my small rickety bucket slowly. Then suddenly, the gate of the compound opened. My attention was now on a truck loaded with cement. I watched as the driver of the truck manoeuvred the cargo inside the compound.
Not sooner than later, a well built man probably in his early thirties began to off load the truck while the driver sat down at a pavement pressing his phone.
Lost in my thought, I began to think whilst asking myself certain questions. The message came.
Is it really possible for this truck driver to carry the cement he pilots?
Life indeed is like driving a truck fully loaded with cement. It is one thing to drive a cement truck, but it is entirely another thing to be able to carry the cement you drive. The truck signifies God’s grace while the cement itself is the WORD OF GOD and every blessing we desire. God gives us the privilege to drive the truck but driving alone isn’t important. Can we harvest our blessings by carrying the cement?
1. For a cement driver to be given a truck to drive by any company or individual. The capability of the intended driver must be ascertained first of all. The driver must go through driving school and series of test to learn the mastery of driving. In order for us to dominate, God needs our stewardship in his vineyard which is only attainable by giving our life to Christ. Repentance is driving school. This is the criteria for being a Christ Truck driver.
2. Your truck can breakdown along the way. That doesn’t mean you should stop driving. God cannot give your truck a mechanical damage you can't handle. It is these challenges that makes our driving experience interesting. When the going gets tough, only the tough gets going. Do not give up. There is always an answer in the word of God and the Holy Spirit is always available to comfort us.
3. Driving involves a lot of skills. These skill comes with experience i.e. driving for a very long time. We must acquire the skill of driving our own truck by feeding on the word of God daily and fellowshipping with other brethren’s in our local churches. When was the last time you drove your truck?
4. You need to carry the cement. Don’t settle for just being a driver. As you drive your truck, make onerous effort into learning how to carry cement on your head. This gives you the ability to utilize God’s grace in your life. The cement is your destiny. Harness your God given potentials, challenge yourself and engage in positive activities that will increase your general wellbeing.
5. Faith without work is dead. Faith is a catalyst required by every believer to circumvent in the journey of life. By virtue of the death and resurrection of Jesus Christ, dominion is our heritage. The requirement for dominating is stewardship. Don’t be lazy, work hard. Success is borne out of hard work and God’s grace. Believe in yourself because you’re amazing. “One cardinal demand for dominion is tireless stewardship. You don’t pray to dominion, you serve your way into levels of dominion”.
‘Nna! Switch off that tap now, do you know how much I buy water. Look how you are wasting my water. What are you thinking”? Mama Yellow who owns the reservoir barked.
“Sorry Ma!” I muttered.
Amidst the rising sun, the burning sand and the throttling wind!
I remember it was around 6pm on the 10th of January 2019 I had just returned back from school tired of course. And I desperately needed to recharge myself, but firstly, I must take a cool bath then proceed for my Okparized dinner.
“Oh No, I don’t have water” I said to myself. I needed to go outside to get it because here in 042, having a borehole connected to your house is a luxury and you literally need to break the bank in order to live in such accommodation. So therefore, most of us are left with no other option than to get water from a reservoir at a meagre cost. The thought of going outside at that particular point in time was thwarting but unfortunately there was nothing I could do to savage the situation.
Few minutes later, I found myself in an uncompleted building. Yes, this is where I get water. I watched as the water got dispensed into my small rickety bucket slowly. Then suddenly, the gate of the compound opened. My attention was now on a truck loaded with cement. I watched as the driver of the truck manoeuvred the cargo inside the compound.
Not sooner than later, a well built man probably in his early thirties began to off load the truck while the driver sat down at a pavement pressing his phone.
Lost in my thought, I began to think whilst asking myself certain questions. The message came.
Is it really possible for this truck driver to carry the cement he pilots?
Life indeed is like driving a truck fully loaded with cement. It is one thing to drive a cement truck, but it is entirely another thing to be able to carry the cement you drive. The truck signifies God’s grace while the cement itself is the WORD OF GOD and every blessing we desire. God gives us the privilege to drive the truck but driving alone isn’t important. Can we harvest our blessings by carrying the cement?
1. For a cement driver to be given a truck to drive by any company or individual. The capability of the intended driver must be ascertained first of all. The driver must go through driving school and series of test to learn the mastery of driving. In order for us to dominate, God needs our stewardship in his vineyard which is only attainable by giving our life to Christ. Repentance is driving school. This is the criteria for being a Christ Truck driver.
2. Your truck can breakdown along the way. That doesn’t mean you should stop driving. God cannot give your truck a mechanical damage you can't handle. It is these challenges that makes our driving experience interesting. When the going gets tough, only the tough gets going. Do not give up. There is always an answer in the word of God and the Holy Spirit is always available to comfort us.
3. Driving involves a lot of skills. These skill comes with experience i.e. driving for a very long time. We must acquire the skill of driving our own truck by feeding on the word of God daily and fellowshipping with other brethren’s in our local churches. When was the last time you drove your truck?
4. You need to carry the cement. Don’t settle for just being a driver. As you drive your truck, make onerous effort into learning how to carry cement on your head. This gives you the ability to utilize God’s grace in your life. The cement is your destiny. Harness your God given potentials, challenge yourself and engage in positive activities that will increase your general wellbeing.
5. Faith without work is dead. Faith is a catalyst required by every believer to circumvent in the journey of life. By virtue of the death and resurrection of Jesus Christ, dominion is our heritage. The requirement for dominating is stewardship. Don’t be lazy, work hard. Success is borne out of hard work and God’s grace. Believe in yourself because you’re amazing. “One cardinal demand for dominion is tireless stewardship. You don’t pray to dominion, you serve your way into levels of dominion”.
‘Nna! Switch off that tap now, do you know how much I buy water. Look how you are wasting my water. What are you thinking”? Mama Yellow who owns the reservoir barked.
“Sorry Ma!” I muttered.
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