I loved a boy

I loved a boy; a boy who seemed to represent all I thought I wanted

He was handsome, bearded and nerdy.

He played the guitar; he was a church mouse.

To top it all off, we came from the same region; that was good news.

I loved a boy; we chatted on facebook, on skype and whatsapp.

Those were his preferred mediums; nerdy as he was.

I tried to get him to call or even meet face to face.

Those are my preferred mediums.

I loved a boy; I told my mum about him.

We discussed why he didn’t ask me out.

I told her I thought there was something wrong.

She thought I only liked talking on the phone and should cut him some slack.

I loved a boy; he didn’t agree with my faith.

He was all for Luther’s “solas”

And thought I was in error.

He didn’t want to find out about my faith.

I loved a boy; I was in a faith crisis.

And well, at the time didn’t have many answers.

It seemed my God had forsaken me.

I wondered where this love would go.

I loved a boy; after a year of talking and chatting,

Just when I was rejoicing that he was calling,

He asked me what I thought of us dating.

I was so excited I asked what took him so long.

I loved a boy; he broke my heart when he said he could see no future.

I watched my dreams go down the drain.

My dad said not to worry; God would make a way.

He reminded me of my new job.

I loved a boy; even about three years later, the pain still seemed new.

And I just didn’t seem to have closure.

But now, I knew my God hadn’t forsaken me.

He had been with me through it all.

I loved a boy; he seemed to represent all I thought I wanted.

I may never know what may have happened, but I gave it my all.

Too bad he didn’t see it or didn’t feel the same.

I thank my God whose love never fails; I wait for him to bring me a man who’ll love as He does.

Angela Azumah Alu, 01/07/2018

Image from: http://www.radiantchurchcharlotte.org/gods-love-never-fails/

Footprints

Footprints are almost automatic aren't they?

You walk in a place where it's possible to make them and voila...you have them.
But it's almost impossible to make footprints when you walk on a paved walkway.
So there's a trade off, I guess.
Walk on sandy or other ground where you can make footprints and probably get a quite dirty

or walk on a paved walkway and have no dirt on you and of course no footprints.

You choose.

Now, let's liken it to making a difference in the lives of others.

It takes a lot of work and you may lose a lot.

You may have to make countless sacrifices which others may never even know about.

And the work you do may even not last....like the waves wash away footprints at the shore.

But guess what, for that brief moment, you would have made a difference.

So on this day, I celebrate all at Footprints Development International and everyone who strives to make a difference in the lives of others.

May your efforts outlive you...even though footprints at the shore don't last.

Cheers!

image from: http://www.yourdictionary.com/footprint

Footprints Development International is an NGO committed to raising young Africans with a global mindset. Visit their website today and find out more about them: http://fdinternational.org/about.html