Ndidi Ngwuluka

The Difference: Peter's musing



Posted: Wednesday, January 14, 2009

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It was about noon, I went up to the balcony to pray. After a while, I got very hungry and I wanted to eat. My thoughts drifted, I began to remember the period with my Lord Jesus. I remembered the first day he called me; I was out fishing with my brother. He asked us to come with him and he would teach us how to catch men instead of fish. We dropped every thing and followed him. At that time we did not for one second think of the implications.

We had good and trying moments with Him. Encounters with him flooded my mind; the time he insisted on washing my feet, then he encouraged me to walk on water-that was indeed a privileged experience which I cherished so much. I remembered the transfiguration and my suggestion that three tabernacles be built for my Lord Jesus, Moses and Elijah. An exhibition of immaturity you would say!

Then the part that when it crosses my mind, I flinch; I swore to the Lord "Even if I have to die, I will not deny you." When it was time to pray, I slept on as if not denying the lord was by my strength. The Jews arrested him and out of fear and ignorance I denied him not once but thrice. At that point, I was not willing to die; denying him was much easier.

Yes, I get the feeling someone wants to remind me of the servant I cut off his ear. Yes I loved my Lord, but I should not have done that. That was a typical example of lack of understanding of the time and the scriptures. I should have known from the scriptures that it was the will of God Almighty that my Lord should die for us.

He died, resurrected, appeared to us, the disciples and performed many signs. Despite all, we still did not know the scriptures and not much made sense then. Well, our master was not available-we did not see him as regularly as we did before his death and so I opted to go fishing!

You could say I should have known better since I had given up fishing to follow him. When he was available, I did not need to think of what to do next. In his absence, I could not think of anything then but fishing. Afterwards I could not help but to ask myself with all the teachings, how could I have gone fishing after his resurrection? That act was human frailty at work. Man would always have the desire to preserve himself until he submits totally to the Holy Spirit who empowers him to live solely for Jesus.

My joy is that I have since been restored and with the help of the Holy Ghost, I am fulfilling my mandate-fishing.

O Yes! I am still fishing but this time I am not a fisherman but a fisher of men.

From these thoughts, I drifted into a trance

Ndidi Ngwuluka is a multifaceted human and indeed a typical example of the complexity of human. She is a firm advocate of "you can be who you want to be" and "If you can think of it, then you can make it happen." She believes we are created to do the impossible. And she is exploring the worlds of writing, traveling and networking to know all they have to offer. http://www.ndidingwuluka.com

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