When Trouble Troubles

I often sit back to read my previous writings for the fun of it. And how revealing this usually turns out to be! If only, and only if, what we write about can qualify us for certain titles, I think I should be wearing the tag of “Prophet” on my chest by now.

When I wrote “Buying Bad News with Your Hard Earned Money,” I didn’t have any inkling that many more bad news were still on the way. Things have been happening, and happening fast too. Our media have been very busy. This appears to be their period of prosperity as they’re no longer short of news – bad news!

I’ve said it many times: I hate bad news! But they keep coming in torrents. What can we do?

While still scratching our heads on how to solve Boko Haram wahala, then came Cynthia’s murder. Then Mubi massacre. Then the Port-Harcout four. Then the floods. Then…then…then… we keep counting…

There is sadness everywhere. Bad things continue to happen!

Some of us have suddenly become stargazers. We lift up our faces to the sky every day. We do so not to count the stars or check the sun; but to see if it is cloudy, and if it’s likely to rain. That’s because of the floods.

The floods have become so angry with our nation: From Kogi to Anambra; Anambra to Delta; Delta to Bayelsa; Bayelsa to Rivers, states. The list is long, and the havoc is horrific. Even our president’s hometown is not spared!

MegaInsights made “A Call for Flood Insurance” on 3rd July, 2012, but some readers of that post simply waived it as an insurance talk. But I’m sure they now know better.

I have been thinking deeply about the troubles of this country in the last few days. And the more I think about them, the more it becomes difficult for me to write. That’s why this blog page has been silent over the last few days. And that’s also why I hate bad news.

In all my ponderings, the victims of the many troubles happening around us keep bothering me. The pictures of those many floods refuse to leave my mind, and the wailings of those relatives whose children were brutally murdered in Omuokiri-Aluu community continue to affect my ears.

When trouble troubles; life becomes a horrible place to live in. Imagine what must be happening to those who have lost their livelihood in those floods of the past few weeks.

Think about the sadness of those mothers whose boys were murdered.

Reflect on the sufferings of the children and pregnant women you see on TV receiving food donations.


Just imagine.

Nigeria is sadly becoming a country on the fast lane; fast lane of troubles. As you’re still licking one wound of bad news, another ten suddenly occur.

If it is not motor accident, it would be train disaster.

If it is not armed robbery attack, it would be kidnapping.

If it is not flood, it would be fire outbreak.

What a siege!

Why? Why? Why? We keep asking, but nobody seems to have any answer.

One thing is certain: After all the cries, commiserations, and media attention; the victims are left to carry their cross.

That’s when the trouble actually begins to trouble hard.

That’s when promises – especially governmental promises – begin to fail.

That’s when it begins to dawn on the victims that talk is cheap.

That’s when life really becomes so harsh.

And that’s why it is said, “eni to kan lo mo – he who wears the shoe, knows where it pinches.”

If life has not been smiling at you in the past few days; if you feel down in any way; if you’re affected by any of the troubles of our time, please read my earlier letter, “To the Troubled Soul.” I hope it gives you some lift. I hope it rekindles your interest in life. And I hope it strengthens your faith in the Almighty God.

And talking about God brings us to the issue of what we often do when trouble troubles. We often lose hope in prayers. We tend to place so much expectation in man.

What an error!

Man will fail you, but God never fails. That assurance I can give you.

You may want to accuse me of dropping thesame lines that our leaders use when trouble troubles. Yes, I agree. They usually ask us to pray. Yet they continue to fail in their responsibilities.

But I’m not one of them. Honestly I’m not.

When I ask you to pray, be rest assured that I am also praying for you.

I am not like them.

I won’t ask you to fast as they say, and then continue to eat three times a day.

I am not like them.

I won’t also sympathize with you and continue to destroy your future as many of our leaders do.

I am not one of them.

As I pray for all those with troubled souls, those being troubled by trouble; I enjoin every well meaning being of the world to do the same for them.

In a few hours from now, many of us shall be heading for our various churches for Sunday service. Let’s join our hands together to pray for troubles to cease in our land.

Who knows? The Heavens could hear and stop the rains and floods.

Who knows? The angels could arise with their sharp swords and fight the troublemakers the way our soldiers and policemen cannot.

And who knows? Our sins, and the sins of our leaders, could be erased to enable us have peace.

May the Heavens have mercy.

Amen! And Amen!

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