Sitting down to write this post, I cant help but laugh at myself for having such a keen eye and ear to what my friends always have to say.
Shout out to Martin and Vickie who made this post possible by their ‘unequalled’ wisdom and observation. You guys are amazing and I’m humbled that you are my friends. Here’s to a longer and crazier friendship 😂😂😂. Thanks for helping me see the infinite wisdom in Proverbs 27:17, ‘Iron sharpens iron, and one man sharpens another’. Now, lets go chop trees, shall we? hahahah
Ah yes, it seems that if Eddie’s Allegory of the Goat was a movie, these two parables would be their befitting spin-offs. Hoping that they too will be as well-used as Plato’s and included in future publications of ‘Aesop’s Fables and other Interesting Ones’ (which, for the record, doesn’t exist yet, watch this space 😂😂😂😂).
I’m conflicted on which to start with, as both are extremely funny as they as informative. I’ll just follow the pre-typed title and start with…
Martin’s Allegory of the Mosquito
One cold night, as the music ministry of the Christian Union’s Nairobi Evangelistic Team (NAIRET) was having an overnight practice for a recently concluded production, mosquitoes were having a feast on exposed, warm flesh. Of course, it was covered in skin, so lets say having a feast on warm, exposed skin. There was an occasional slap (squashed mosquito), an itchy spot where a mosquito had bitten, and the all-round complaints of the overall annoyance.
Except for Martin.
He saw a mosquito land on his arm, close to his wrist, and take a bite. Weirdly enough, he did not make an attempt to chase it away. Weirder still, he was letting the bug bite him 😱😱😱. To top it all off, he took out his phone and snapped a picture of it with the flash on. Then returned his phone into his pocket.
Mr. Mosquito was still on his wrist the whole time. It didn’t budge, just left when it had finished what it came to Martin for. And possibly to look for the next victim.
Ponder on that for a while.
Ok, now on to the next story, which is…
Vickie’s Allegory of the Bedbug.
On campus, bedbugs are a pain, especially if you live inside the school. They can make you lose sleep, or worse, hate your bed. Killing them is a challenge; due to their flat shape, they can easily crawl into the cracks on wooden bed planks. Not mentioning the stench they emit when crushed, yuck! I can bet that almost every person who has been or is a student has a bedbug horror story, and I’m afraid mine is about to get a sequel.
I was with some friends in Vickie’s room (on campus) as it is a good place to relax and chill while waiting for the next class, lunch, or sleep if your room is too far. We were talking and having a good time when, out of nowhere, the topic of bedbugs came up. Some shared their bedbug horror stories and we had some good laughs over the topic.
A friend, Mercy, said how she was going to her room one night and found a bedbug clinging to her clothing (she stays outside school), and began to wonder why bedbugs cannot even get the hint that it is a cold night, just fall off and die, no one cares anyway.
Then Vickie said, “At least we see that it can bear the cold, just clinging on to you no matter what… (the impact of that statement made me, unfortunately, forget the rest of it hahahaha).”
Colossians 2:6-7 As therefore you received Christ Jesus as the Lord, so live in Him, rooted and built up in Him and established in the faith, just as you were taught, abounding in thanksgiving. (Revised Standard Version)
I cant add anymore to that. Plain vanilla is how I’ll leave it. Looking at it in depth, the truth contained in these stories are really great. Jesus has given us the strength we need to stay in Him wherever the winds of doubt blow us, or whenever the cold of night beats upon us. As Martin said, ‘even with the whole world watching…’
Other than the fact that they are annoying insects whose sole purpose in life is to drain us of blood and give restless nights (#tropical zone things), bedbugs and mosquitoes can teach us to cling onto the hope we have in Jesus and on Jesus Himself, and nothing will stand in our way to hold onto Him.