The journey, The decision, The wait.....

While in secondary school, we already think of gaining admission into tertiary institutions. The anxiety, the freedom, the independence, the joy of being called an undergraduate sets in. The last stage of the secondary comes through, and *yipee* we made it through, good grades and yes that other dreadful exam- JAMB, we sit for it, hold on for days, back then we waited for months for the result, thanks to technology. Yes, yes, yes....we scored above 200, choice of school (check), accommodation (check), department (check). A new life is upon us, 4 years, 5 years, 6 years....number of years for our different courses. The excitement of being an undergraduate stays in our hearts for a while, we want to explore, we try to belong, we want to be noticed, we want to hide, we want to be the best dressed, whatever category, we just have to fit in. A semester gone, it begins to sink in, school isn't as easy as we though it would be. Oh no, the grades are weak and to some, oh yes, yes, i'm doing just good. 

Three years down and all we think of is "oh God, when do we graduate??? I'm so sick and tired of this school, want to get a job, want to start my family, want to this, want to that...... the struggle to write project, defend, clearance and yes the final lap, service, still excited about graduation not realising we have to serve our fathers' land for just a year, we get caught up in the khaki, we feel it's a rest period out of school. Then we sleep and up the next morning.....POP comes to us. Welcome to the favor market, oh lots of prayers, lots of promises ( don't worry dear, once you have your statement of result and your NYSC certificate) I will fix you up somewhere. 

Now the real world awaits us, the hustle begins in full force. The submission of cvs, the wait, the interviews, the unfulfilled promises. A messenger of hope comes through and it rings to our hearts, "go for a certification" and to some "go for your masters" and to some "just accept that 40k job, afterall you just finished", we pick one or two or none. The decision we make is what we live with. And the race continues......

In our struggle, let's never forget the man who makes it possible for us to see each day. I heard during a preaching recently; before you make up your mind to do anything, whatsoever it may be, discuss it with God, ask for wisdom, ask for guidance, He deserves to know, same way we have to tell our parents our whereabout before leaving the house. Give honor to whom it is due. 

No matter the struggle you're facing, no matter the pain, the disappointment, the tears, whatever it is, there's nothing bigger than God. 

Just believe!