Chika Jonah Writes

Tag: Christian

  • You will burn

    Boom Boom Boom

    Was the sound of the gun shot we heard just right in front of us.

    The street became instantly cold. I bet everyone took cover immediately upon hearing the gun shot.

    Except one person. Chika.

    Yes me.

    I was inside the shop when it happened and the funny thing is they passed me by and attacked the the shop in front.

    So instead of running or closing up, I remained there.

    In fact I came outside.

    I walked towards the direction of the attack.

    A normal person should run but stupid Chika wanted to go and see what happened? Who shot the gun? Why?

    Until I heard mummy’s voice “Chika did you open the gate?”. I wanted to lie but I didn’t. “Yes i did”. I replied.

    “Is something wrong with you? Was that not the sound of a gun shot I heard not more than a minute ago? Please this girl, lock my gate, lock the shop and come inside immediately”. She said angrily.

    “Yes mummy”. Too tired to even argue.

    Once I came inside, I found her waiting for me at the living room.

    “Chika, let me tell you something. You walk into the fire. You’ll burn. Remember this”. She warned and walked inside her room.

    You walk into the fire, you’ll burn

    I kept replaying those words in my head all through the night.

    It is no news that I love going into the middle of an event.

    I never run. Instead I want to know what the latest gist is or what is happening. I hardly get scared. Everyone who knows Chika knows that.

    So I guess that was why mom warned me that night. She feared that my overcuriosity would land me in trouble one day.

    Which I know she wasn’t wrong. haha I’m changing, I promise.

    However there was something else I understood from that statement and I want you to get too.

    If those who walk into the fire gets burned, what happens to those who hide from the fire? Well, they may be protected but what changed? Nothing!

    How has hiding been of help?

    How has running away truly helped?

    Everyday you hide behind your pain.
    Some days you hide behind other peoples glory.
    Other days you hide behind the past.

    How far has playing it safe gotten you? Only to a limit I guess.

    Have you tried playing it rough? Have you tried working till you bleed and see if you don’t get some results?

    You have this Idea but you keep it hidden. You want to share this story but you hide because you’re too ashamed.
    You are hurting someone behind their back and you’re tired of lying to their faces.
    There’s a good man/woman who loves you so much and has proves it over and over again yet you’re still scared of holding their hand because of some past bullshit betrayal.

    Thats all nonsense and you know it.

    You can’t run forever. You can’t save yourself from the fire every time. Sometimes your desire may just be right behind the fire. But you have to cross it to get to it.

    And If you’re not brave enough you may never reach it.

    Would you want that? Answer.

    Whatever your answer is, let me leave you with this;

    “It may be those who get into the fire that burn, but it is those who get burns that understand the true meaning of survival”

    I hope you found this post inspiring. Share your thoughts in the comment.

  • Oh my God! Am I experiencing symptoms of the corona virus?

    I peeled the ginger quickly and when I was done I threw it inside my mouth fiercely. My face cringed as it’s mint taste went through my throat. But I didn’t care. I was going to fight this.


    I peeled another one and another one and kept eating them till my throat burnt. That was when I rushed to get a cup of water. I opened the fridge to get a bottle of water when I heard her voice again in my head

    “Chika, what if it’s Corona Virus. Remember, one of the symptoms is waist pain”. She said.

    “Oh God! Please I promise you I will not sin again”, I cried, “From today I’ll do everything your word said. Everything. I’ll be a good girl. Just take away this pain or what ever this is”. I prayed. Silently freaking out.

    I closed the fridge abruptly and ran to the kitchen and quickly put on the gas, filled the kettle with water and allowed it to boil.

    “No no no! It’s not possible. I can’t have the virus. There are other major symptoms like dry throat, cough and less breathing. Waist pain is nothing”. I thought to myself.

    I turned off the gas and poured the hot water into the cup. I poured it into my mouth and screamed the minute it hit my tongue “Shit!” I threw the cup.

    “Enough. I no do again. I can’t suffer myself again. Let the coronavirus come”. I said. Obviously, tired of all the nonsense I’ve been doing.

    I burnt my tongue for the second time because of some ridiculous notion that I had corona virus. laughs

    I know you’re laughing at me and you’re free to do so but there’s something I want you to understand.

    Everyone at some point in their life have prayed the same prayer I prayed.

    You walk boldly into doing the wrong thing, something totally against your faith and morality. And when it goes sour you start fidgeting asking God to spare you one more time.

    A guy hides drugs in his room and the day he realizes he forgot to lock his room, he becomes frightened and starts praying to God so that his parents wouldn’t enter his room by chance and see the drugs because he knows the repacautions he would face.

    Then why do drugs in the first place?

    A girl has sex with a guy and when she doesn’t see her monthly period in due time she starts shaking and prays to God to save her and make her period come and that if he does, she would never talk to any man, she’ll never have sex before marriage. She’ll never visit any man. Trying to bargain with God.

    When the bitter truth is even if God does something, she’d still go back to doing what she promised she wouldn’t. After all God is a merciful God. Totally misusing his mercies and grace.

    God is not a God of Trade by batter.

    The fact is we can’t count how many times we’ve tried bargaining with God on silly things when we notice that our wrong doing is about to blow up right in front of our faces.

    That’s not right.

    God doesn’t show up only when you are about to die. He shows up everyday. He is there while you’re sleeping, eating, driving and working.

    So why show up only when you’re on the brink of death? Why show up when you feel like? Why come to him when it’s too late? When you should have been at his feet from the very beginning.

    Call him now.
    Don’t bargain. Just serve him.

    P/s – I later found out the cause of my waist pain which had nothing to do with the virus or anything health-related. I was absolutely fine the next day. Now I’m ashamed of all the rubbish I did to myself in the name of coronavirus. *laughs* Be wise guys.

    How do you feel after reading this post? Share your thoughts with me in the comments section. Don’t leave without doing that.

  • For Uncle Paul, its all good.

    Last night I heard series of bad news. It felt like it was planned. I was so hurt and angry that I didn’t know what to do. I kept pacing back and forth for what felt like hours. I didn’t feel better. I screamed music, then I stopped. Almost every song on my playlist was either a worship song, slow song or rap. But I Wanted disco, or hip hop or something that wouldn’t be painfully slow and annoying. But that didn’t help at all. Then the TV started playing this Hindi song ( you know how their song can be so emotional and slow) and I almost broke the TV.

    My friend asked if she could talk to me but I refused because in the heat of the moment I may just transfer all the aggression on her and still feel worse than before. Praying did not come to my mind. Taking a walk was an option but I dreaded it because my feet felt numb. Thought of reading the bible but I didn’t know where to read.

    After all my failed attempt to make myself feel better and to be positive about the whole issue, I simply sat down.

    And I asked my self what people do to make themselves feel better after hearing a sad, disappointing or heart wrenching news?

    My mind began moving in 360° and that was when the headache started. I slept with that headache and woke up worse; woke up with dizzy eyes, bad headache and a fowl mood.

    I began studying the scripture this morning and that was when the answer came. After reading

    2 Corinthians 6:8-10 By honour and dishonour, by evil report and good report: as deceivers, and yet true;
    As unknown, and yet well known; as dying, and, behold, we live; as chastened, and not killed;
    As sorrowful, yet alway rejoicing; as poor, yet making many rich; as having nothing, and yet possessing all things.

    A question popped into my head;

    What would Paul do? If Paul was in the same situation What would he do ?

    And I thought “Uncle Paul would probably walk into his room and study Gods word. When he’s done he would pray, go out and speak to the churches encouraging them and admonishing them and afterwards he’ll come back and eat his meal together with his fellow brethren and after eating he’ll then seek the counsel of the elders and find a solution to the problem”.

    Oh God!! I burst out laughing after playing out the scene in my head and answering the question.

    Here I was worrying and beating my self up while uncle Paul would move on like nothing happened because of his trust in God.

    Now I’m sitting down writing this, wanting to be that strong, to be so unbroken and so unshaken by worldly news and situations. To be so strong and rooted in God that nothing else would bring me down.

    I hope you want that too for yourself.

    This post was unplanned but I’m so happy that I’m blessed with this platform where I can express my vulnerability and still find solace because of all the amazing readers always reading and always relating to our story. I love you all. And Gods got us.

    Tell me how this week started for you and I still need those tips on how you help yourself get better after hearing a bad news in the comment section below.