It’s early in the year, and I already have a long list of things that at times make me hate waking up in the morning and by the look of things, what with the way my boss has been looking at me, and the way my chick has gone silent for the last ten days, my list could soon grow longer. I will not even talk of global issues like terrorism, oil prices etc coz that is just another whole level of mega mental baggage.

I woke this morning and I wanted to quit. Talk to my chick and tell her it’s over, hand in my resignation letter at work, to our music director at church and just give up on everything...give up on life. But as I stood waiting at the bus stop, resignation letter in hand and going over my breaking up speech, an angel spoke to me. Not the wings-and-halo-from-heaven kind of angel, but a little girl that touched my life in a way that I will never forget. You see as I stood there, cars whizzing by, lost in my own thoughts, I heard a small girl shout happy New Year here, there, everywhere!

Taken aback by the odd proclamation, I turned around to see what that was about. To my amazement, and delight I saw a little girl chasing some butterflies and pointing as she shouted happy New Year here, there, everywhere! Then it dawned on me-while a whole grown up like me is sinking in depression and complaining about pretty much everything, a little girl is living life from a whole different perspective.

I guess life will always throw something nasty at you. Whether it’s your relationship, work, business, politics etc there will always be something to complain about 24/7. But here’s the thing, I think life (i.e. the word life) describes a process that begins with conception, incubation, birth, growth and eventually death. The process can’t be complete if a stage is missing and the word can’t have a meaning if the process is not complete. As I watched that girl shouting happy New Year to caterpillars that over time and due process had turned to butterflies, I understood that right now I might be having ugly caterpillars in my hands but eventually, they will turn to butterflies - they have no choice!

As concerns the predicaments you and I are facing right now or in later days, God gives us a promise in Psalms 30:5(b), “weeping may endure for a night but joy will come in the morning”. The sweetness of the whole deal is that Jesus said that “in this world we will have many troubles but we are not to fear coz He has overcome the world” (Matt 16:33).

At that point I put on my game face, threw my resignation letter in the trash bin, texted my girl and told her I’m with her all the way and with a God-given defiance I shouted out loud (literally) to the devil – “the problems of life, my stresses and everything else threatening to crush the life out of me-BRING IT ON!!!” Coz once again I remembered I’m more than a conqueror through Christ which strengthens me.

Somewhere between the embarrassing stares of other commuters and wishing the ground would swallow me, a bus came and I boarded quickly and as it pulled off, I smiled to the voice of a little girl shouting the theme song of this year - Happy New Year here, there, everywhere...

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