Last week I was facilitating our closing retreat for the Integrated Living Stay Home Mum’s Journey Season 4 Nairobi class group. As with most retreats, they is something about being together and relaxed; hearts tend to open up very fast. We had a lovely time.
One of the lessons I left with was: Tell
I had shared with the ladies about a woman, whom I do need to Tell, who prayed over me more than 2 decades ago and her prayers have continuously been answered in my life. The lady who encouraged me to go ahead and Tell said:
When people grow old in age and faith, it is easy to begin doubting whether they have had any impact. Whether they have influenced anyone. Whether their life counts for anything.
As I reflected on these words, I began to see truth in them. Especially in dark days, as people go through the valley of the shadow of death, such questions swirl in one’s mind. Have I lived well? Many times, the answers are not forthcoming, especially if you have not had anyone to Tell you so. So I made a commitment to call that particular lady of decades ago and Tell her, how that prayer she made, that Children’s Sunday so many years ago, that day when I had my hair braided falling over my shoulders in my black t-shirt and screaming blue ankle length wrap around skirt; how that prayer has been fulfilled over the years.
In my reflections on Tell, two men in the Bible came to mind: Elijah and John the Baptist. I actually chuckled when I remembered that John the Baptist had the spirit of Elijah. So I could say Elijah 1 and 2 or Old and New Testament Elijah . . .