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I’ve always doubted the existence of God. I was brought up as a Christian, knew bible verses, represented children’s department when my church went for competitions. Churning out bible verses after verses like a newly stocked ATM. I grew up and experienced things that shook my faith, I questioned a lot of things that ended up in me not totally believing the existence of God. No year shook my faith and life like the past year. Weirdly it also convinced me.
From the first day in January I was already having a horrible time. Mourning a lingering heartbreak, I was thrust into a state I didn’t really want to serve in. I wanted to live alone and even that was thwarted. It felt like the world was against me. I really did. Time after time in 2017 I’d wake up to tears running down my face because of just how bleak and hopeless my life felt. This one time I woke up and checked twitter as usual. I saw a thread about a girl that killed herself. Normally you’d feel pity for the girl, her friends and family. Not me. I was so jealous. I cried so much because she was able to do what I couldn’t do. She was no longer a burden, a failure to those that mattered to her. I cursed my witches and wizards for not doing their jobs.
Almost felt like 2017 was out to ruin me, making consecutive foolish financial decisions. From investing over 100k which depleted my savings on a business that went under after a couple of weeks, to going in debt because I wanted to see someone. I couldn’t shrug off that feeling of failure in everything, I always felt my life was wasting and there was nothing I could do to stop it.
By now you know I’m a very depressed person. Now imagine my anguish and anxiety when towards the end of my service year I started hearing about post nysc depression. It terrified me. All day and night my thoughts were “I’ll really do it this time, I’ll really off myself”. From someone that the smallest thing would make suicidal, it was another tough time. God must have gotten tired of seeing me like this so he made me optimistic. I started believing that I wouldn’t experience post nysc depression. I told a friend that I’d get a job and I wouldn’t be sad. He looked at me with disbelief. I couldn’t blame him. I mean look at who’s talking here.
I believed this wholeheartedly. He gave me an idea to send out a tweet. I did. And the response that tweet got left me speechless. I got job offers from different countries. In Singapore, Kenya, Canada, US etc. A couple of days later a friend sent me a message that he knows a company recruiting and that I should check them out. I checked and found them on twitter. I sent a message and got no response. Normally for me at this point, I would have given up. But here’s where God came through, He told me, I believe it was Him because there’s no other explanation for what happened next. He said I should check the people they’re following. I did and I found their CEO. In faith I sent him a message where I said I wanted a job and he replied almost immediately. He gave me someone to talk to someone and before I knew what was happening I was called to come for an interview. Days into the new year I sent a reminder email and I got a mail to resume on Monday. I couldn’t believe it.
For someone that was scared of post nysc depression and unemployment, for making me not experience it, for practically saving my life, it’s the best thing ever. I can finally take a breath of fresh air.
My point is this, it gets better, He’s listening and planning things for you. Don’t lose hope, he’ll come through. Just believe.
