AGAPE: A LETTER TO THE GOD IN ZION
23 Akiba Street, Calabar,
Cross River State,
14th June 2018.
1 Zion’s Throne Street,
How are you doing daddy? I hope all is well with you up there? Work is fine I presume, I know it’s not been easy to watch over the world, especially when it comes to your people, who sometimes are unsure of what they want. Dad, I feel for you; with the many sleepless nights you have to go through and the unending calls that comes in every day. But you know what? I know you’re more than capable, “nothing is too hard for you to do,” remember? I’m laughing frantically. I can’t really remember when last I sent you a message by letter, no wonder this feels weird. Arrrgghhh! Dad, we need to go digital: Twitter, facebook, snapchat and especially Instagram. You know #BigDaddyThings or #SpiritMode, that last hash tag reminds me of Avatar. That being said you should know I’ve missed this line of communication a lot, as I’m even writing to you now I feel tension and burdens lift off my shoulders, reminding me why I love your company so much.
I was scared before, now I see more clearly; the grass is always greener on your side
No! No! I’m not being selfish, we both know you derive pleasure from my presence, as well or do you want to lie about it? Remember, Angels are watching you too. Don’t mind me daddy, just kidding around, it’s always a joyful thing to see how my presence makes you joyful. I should wait on you more; probably listen a little more to what you have to say concerning the school of life. Dad that reminds me, you promised me a while back that I would have time for the family, friends and ample time with you, emphasis on “with you”; but no time for myself. I think I’m ready for that kind of life now. I was scared before, now I see more clearly; the grass is always greener on your side. So in view of that, there are going to be some massive changes which of course we both know would favor me. I’m not saying I won’t cause trouble for you, because we both know that’s not true. This mind has a lot of renewing to pass-through.
The Son Whom The Father Loves
However, what I’m saying is that I’m willing to be led by you through the course of this life. I’m not expecting it to be easy, but I do believe it would be graceful. I’m sure you’ll never leave me not even for a second. I’m getting a tad bit emotional. I refuse to cry! Down here we say grown men don’t cry. You know Jesus broke the status quo? That man, no comment. Father, this is where I round up now. I love you much and I’m truly grateful for having been loved unto death. I’d fist bump you now, but you’re immaterial at the moment; probably when you come visiting at your usual hours then we can fist bump. I have some people to report to you, but that would be in another epistle. I love you dearly dad and please don’t take too long to reply; we have advanced tech at home, use it. Much hugs and kisses. “The Son Whom The Father Loves”.
DON-PEDRO KIZITO TAMMY (+234-8166332191)