If I Didn't Know God

If I didn’t know God I could probably have been a spoilt beer monger, washing my kidneys with all types and flavors of alcohol.

If I never knew God I could be still nodding to my explicit Hip Hop beat and rapping its lyrics. Riddim is dead, as Vybz is jailed. Soft rock would rave me mad with p!nk’s spasms of madness.

If I didn’t know the word I could be be busy in a club somewhere gyrating the vinyl, with wino women all over me as they make their music requests. I would still be hiding my beer in my cabinet or trade it with money with the waiters.

If I never got to experience the love of the cross I would be spanking asses and talking ill. I would be starting fires and living on the edge. The edge of low thoughts and the brim of fullness in getting high, what we call -mi niko tu sawa-(am just okay)

If I never knew God loved me, If I never knew of his unfailing love and grace even when I don’t deserve it, I would be stuck somewhere, deep in thought, focussed on my swirling life and drink to my problems again and again.

If I never got to know that no matter the temptation and challenge I shouldn’t give up, I would have turned suicidal, asking God why my life ain’t as easy as other’s, blaming my parents for being a bad person and even thinking of evil supernatural acts of curses.

But I know God. I know He loves me more than anything else in this world. I have learnt to love His word. I have not been perfect, I have sinned to the point of thinking of quitting but His love has made me not to. I have learnt to learn from my mistakes and through fellowship with others, I have learnt to live in accordance with His love and ways.

If I Didn't Know God

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