There is this image of a swimsuit model coming out of an infinity pool, looking gorgeous! Just gorgeous! Her makeup so intact, you’d end up buying it rather than the swimsuit. So let me lol and change the canvas here.
Sorry, am not in an infinity pool, I don’t gat any fancy swimwear, am not wearing any makeup and trust me, please trust me, when I tell you, it feels like am drowning.
Am drowning in pride, am so self absorbed, and it’s got it’s weight on me. Am drowning in self actualisation, they have this fancy name I picked up called re-branding. Am drowning in my accolades, in my suits, in my scents, drowning in power and praise. Drowning in self righteousness. Drowning in planks and weights. Drowning in my lifestyle, drowning deep down in my opinions. Help. Am drowning in everything fleeting.
King Solomon termed his drown a vanity. I feel him. Remember this guy had like everything! Literary everything, I don’t even have a third of his world and am drowning.
Am drowning pretty. Drowning behind the IMac, iPhone something, looking pretty. Drowning in my Paco robannes and trending fashions. Drowning pretty. Drowning in business class. You See me and I give you visions of your future success. Drowning pretty.
I drown and am aware of it. Am aware of my drowning because, am now gasping for air. There is contention in these deep waters. I gasp because I want to live again. I want up and out. I want to come out of an infinity pool like a swimsuit model with a Bible in my hand… ROFL. On a very serious note, I want to come up for air. Come out of these lifeless waters of vanity
I want to know rest, know peace, know life, know grace. I cannot drown another day. I can’t be always busy, drowning. Cmon! Nah!
Come up for air with me, let’s go to the feet of Jesus and dump on him. Let’s just drop masks, the veils and the superhero costumes. Let’s throw the babies and the bath waters, let’s stop not save any nines, let’s empty the half full glasses. Let’s, be late and never, let us not wait for the fat lady to sing. Drop your mics, park the jaguars, get a room, shut it and in there, talk to God. Do this fervently and consistently Jesus style.
It’s then you will save other drowning lives.