Hey! I know you! You are created in God’s image, made in heaven, assembled on Earth, tagged ‘Bright future’. All your life you have strangled it may be just by the way you wrecklessly live your life as a young person. And Right now, you could even be fighting what you’ve called a bad past. Your parents, you feel were not your best expectation. They did not give you the best body or figure. Why was I not born in Rwakitura? You ask sometimes!! Your friends cannot understand you because you don’t seem to understand yourself either. You wish you could do many things, participate in many activities but you fear that public eye. “What will they think? What if I fail?” You keep turning your head to see if someone is pointing at you. You fear people may be talking behind your back. You have fears you cannot face. You have a dream but can’t explain why everyone else gets the opportunity except you. You feel none cares, no one bothers. Even those who dare may be up to personal interests. You have a small book where you have written your earthly troubles. It is tucked away under your bed. You feel lonely even when you’re in a crowd. You have cried so many times, so many tears. Your heart is almost in pieces. 'A certain man named Zacchaeus was in your association. It seemed like he was not on Jesus’ programme that day. He was rich on the outside but yet empty on the inside. You, like him don’t seem to enjoy Jesus the way others do because of some shortness. Your opportunities have been hiding right behind your limitations. Zacchaeus ran ahead of the rest and clambered up a sycamore tree. There Jesus invited him to climb down, for that night he would be his guest. Probably you have been laboring so hard to attract Jesus’ attention, week after week with little or no hope. Yet your moment of heavenly visitation came many years ago at Calvary’s cross. He that came to seek and save the lost is already smiling in your direction, inviting you to alight from yourself self pity, your in-built guilt, doubst, past disappointments and whatever else it might be, so you can allow the great physician give rest to your troubled soul;
Young man, you are handsome. Young Lady, you are beautiful and gorgeous. Therefore may the fruit of your doings be excellent and comely for all who see you.May you be as a beautiful tree whose fruit is sweet and whose leaf does not fade. A garden well watered and tended.May you be established above challenges & temptations, to be a Living epistle, being read every day and may many consult at your feet-in earnest desire to know the secret of how you have overcome. Today is here again. The opportunity is now.
