Thursday, 11 August 2011

trapped in the kitchen

tittle sounds interesting right? well, the other title I considered was "God refused to answer me", how does that sound ?
Any-ways I'll let you decide on the title you prefer after reading, not like it's anything important though.

Okay, so this lovely Sunday evening, after procrastinating on getting up to make dinner like I always do, I finally got up and entered the place - kitchen. Once I was done with the first part of my cooking, I decided to take a break and come do the periodic checks, you know. Then I got to the door that had been acting up for a while. It's one that you have to pull towards yourself to open it, and sometimes it gets stuck somewhat, requiring more force as you pull. So I did the needful, pulled harder, and that's when the handle came off - I was trapped !
Someone had to help me push it form the other side, and I think I was the only one at home, I wanted to go back to my laptop to continue whatever I was doing, but It wasn't the end of the world. :-)
So what do we do when In a tight spot, we pray. "We gotta pray just to make it today" remember that song?

So I prayed - that someone should need to come to the kitchen, and mixed it with faith for good measure.
And then I waited, and waited and waited a bit more, my food finished cooking I served it, ate and no one came  and then I waited again - God refused to answer me. My prayer wasn't a pointless one mind you, he's answered few like those before :-)
I think it was about 3 hours later, I decided to do something, so I got a fork drove it between the door and the frame, and somehow depressed the lock so the door could open, and it took all of 40 seconds, and I had been there for 3 hours !
I was a bit happy and immediately started thinking, hmm, so I could handle this myself all the while, and I sat there praying pointlessly. smh.. I could hear the message loud and clear "God won't step In, when you are supposed to act." And of-course the lesson became more valuable when the door locked on me a few more times, I knew what to do straight away, If someone had come to help me the first time, I wouldn't have known I could handle it.

This might sound a very trivial scenario to you, but then lesson I learnt is not as lame as my story. Of-course the lesson is not terribly deep to the wisdom of Solomon proportions, but I do know, It's a very important one for anyone who will make good use of their time and life. I paid for that lesson with 2.5 whole hours (deducting time spent eating) out of the 24 for that day.

There's also other times when you actually need to wait for God's intervention.

God help us all.