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He's Got My Back

There are sometimes lots of questions begging for answers arise. Will I get job when I graduate? Will I graduate with something better than a 2:2? My CGPA is dancing [Skelewu] on the brink and I constantly pray it doesn’t sink further. Will ten years meet me with a PhD or shooting videos in HD? Will I grow up to be a technocrat formulating policies or will I turn out to be a business man. Will all my grand lofty dreams work out or will they be crushed on the cold slab of reality? Will my life be a true success? How much impact am I making?

Do not get me wrong I do not doubt myself, I do not doubt my abilities nor do I doubt God. In fact the one thing I am sure of is this: Jesus has got my back, so everything connects and holds together like my vertebrae. Plus no backaches!

I remember five years ago when I was still in Secondary School, I had so many questions too. I wasn’t sure if I would be a doctor or a pilot, I didn’t know if I would be a student at Bingham University or a student of the University of Jos. I was not sure of a lot of things. Today, those worries and uncertainties are things I look back at.

Hope is something every person should carry with him, but I think in addition to that we should trust God with our troubles. Life can be hard yes, with the economy and all that, but everything is a lot easier if you let Jesus work things out.

“Cast all your anxiety on him because he cares for you.”
I Peter 5:7


That’s good news, so I do not have to worry needlessly about jobs, school grades, the future or how much of my plans will come to reality, neither do you. Work hard, pray hard.

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