Spirit Breakfast 🍞☕ 12/6/2019
Theme: Coping with Aging Identity (Subjective Aging) (Part 7)
Anchor Text: Psalms 90:12 New Living Translation
Teach us to realize the brevity of life, so that we may grow in wisdom.
My story continues...
I've always been a good-looking boy. (I ain't bragging; okay maybe a bit). But mum usually tells me of how when I was a baby everyone who saw me would just want to carry me because of how fineeee I was.
Anyway this good-looking nature of mine didn't keep me immune from health challenge. As I write this for as long as I can remember I've had a health challenge. Dad and mum told me that it began when I was 5. That's when the breathing issues started and the doctors called it Asthma.
It's something I've always been ashamed of and never opened up nor revealed to anyone. If you got to know it's maybe you caught me when I was having an attack or someone told you or maybe you found my inhaler then like some friends did back in secondary school.
I've had days and nights of strained breathing difficulties. I vividly remember one time when I was still little maybe before I was in secondary school. It got so bad that dad had to carry me on his back all the way from our house to the bus stop. The fact that dad carried me in that manner was more embarrassing than the fact that I was almost dying. (BIg boy like me haba).
I've taken drugs, injections, drips, herbal mixtures, concoctions and what have you. That episode where dad carried me on his back after I took all the treatments I can remember the particular doctor who treated me Doctor Duroajiaye praying with me and all. I'm a pastor now so you should know spiritual activities have been targeted concerning the same issue.
Remember I listed health challenge as a factor that induces change in age identity. I've asked so many times to be taken away; that is that I should just die when the pain got unbearable. Life sometimes became gloomy. At one point I dreaded night time because that's when it always occurred and I mean every single night. So I would always take medications in the evening so that I can at least sleep well.
Despite this I was still active as a kid and even as I grew up. Mum had a phrase for me in our native dialect which I can only translate into pidgin English in order to do it justice: "Winch wey dey chop himself". This was because I still played football Jesus me: I was 'Vickichenko'. Just give me another good forward and we'll split your defence in two. I could bike all day and all night if I wasn't dragged home. It's after all that I came to face my night's beast.
One thing I have never done however is to be limited by what I can't do because of my health. If you say I can't do it that's when I do it. If you tell me I can't eat that then I go ahead to. That's why sweeping became my favorite chore and why beans and fried plantain became my favorite food. Because if I don't die doing these things; I'm not dying anytime soon!
I'll continue tomorrow....
Stay Graced...
#SpiritBreakfast™️
#WinningWednesday™️
#PastorMuve™️
#GODsSpecialSon™️
#Expansion
#Strength
If this post has blessed you feel free to drop a comment below, I'll love to hear from you.
Anchor Text: Psalms 90:12 New Living Translation
Teach us to realize the brevity of life, so that we may grow in wisdom.
My story continues...
I've always been a good-looking boy. (I ain't bragging; okay maybe a bit). But mum usually tells me of how when I was a baby everyone who saw me would just want to carry me because of how fineeee I was.
Anyway this good-looking nature of mine didn't keep me immune from health challenge. As I write this for as long as I can remember I've had a health challenge. Dad and mum told me that it began when I was 5. That's when the breathing issues started and the doctors called it Asthma.
It's something I've always been ashamed of and never opened up nor revealed to anyone. If you got to know it's maybe you caught me when I was having an attack or someone told you or maybe you found my inhaler then like some friends did back in secondary school.
I've had days and nights of strained breathing difficulties. I vividly remember one time when I was still little maybe before I was in secondary school. It got so bad that dad had to carry me on his back all the way from our house to the bus stop. The fact that dad carried me in that manner was more embarrassing than the fact that I was almost dying. (BIg boy like me haba).
I've taken drugs, injections, drips, herbal mixtures, concoctions and what have you. That episode where dad carried me on his back after I took all the treatments I can remember the particular doctor who treated me Doctor Duroajiaye praying with me and all. I'm a pastor now so you should know spiritual activities have been targeted concerning the same issue.
Remember I listed health challenge as a factor that induces change in age identity. I've asked so many times to be taken away; that is that I should just die when the pain got unbearable. Life sometimes became gloomy. At one point I dreaded night time because that's when it always occurred and I mean every single night. So I would always take medications in the evening so that I can at least sleep well.
Despite this I was still active as a kid and even as I grew up. Mum had a phrase for me in our native dialect which I can only translate into pidgin English in order to do it justice: "Winch wey dey chop himself". This was because I still played football Jesus me: I was 'Vickichenko'. Just give me another good forward and we'll split your defence in two. I could bike all day and all night if I wasn't dragged home. It's after all that I came to face my night's beast.
One thing I have never done however is to be limited by what I can't do because of my health. If you say I can't do it that's when I do it. If you tell me I can't eat that then I go ahead to. That's why sweeping became my favorite chore and why beans and fried plantain became my favorite food. Because if I don't die doing these things; I'm not dying anytime soon!
I'll continue tomorrow....
Stay Graced...
#SpiritBreakfast™️
#WinningWednesday™️
#PastorMuve™️
#GODsSpecialSon™️
#Expansion
#Strength
If this post has blessed you feel free to drop a comment below, I'll love to hear from you.
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