Mimi & the Cup

Hi everyone.....hope u're doing good? Thursday has been every inch Thursday with me and i'm cool.....particularly with y'all for the love, emails, and even phone call (u know yourself right)....u rock my world..many thanks.

As usual, i've a story for you ....... please enjoy it and feel free to express yourself.....

Mimi was 29 and single. And beautifully endowed; God must have created her on a Sunday. She was born with a silver spoon, and on top of that had a six digit salaried job with a new generation bank in Galápagos Island. The way it was, she had everything going well for her.

But she didn’t become a peacock. She was humble, God-fearing and was a faithful member of her church. She was also close to her pastor, a missionary from New Zealand. She was amiable and never too preoccupied to notice those around her as she went about her duties in church. She was respectful and well mannered.

Though Mimi was single and ripe for marriage, she wasn’t desperate for a husband. When males asked her hand in marriage, she patiently asked them why they thought she was the one for them. They would say sweet things but none had a definite word from God that she was his wife. And she would not marry based on emotions. If she didn’t get a confirmation that the penguin was her husband, she wasn’t going to say yes.

The way it was, Mimi’s husband was going to be a great guy; one that will do exploits on a trans-continental level. Prophetic utterances from the men of God she came across attested to this fact. But who he was, nobody really knew. A section of the camp believed he had to be a very wealthy and influential politician from Africa. Others thought he must be from Corporate Galápagos considering her track records. And then a few were convinced he will be a foreign missionary, probably a grandson to a renowned preachers.

Mimi’s Pastor followed her case closely. He was gratified that a penguin of her reputation would determine to have her marriage God’s way and didn’t mind waiting for her time to fully come. And he was confident that the God he served would not let him down concerning his dear daughter-in-the-Lord.

One Tuesday after a bible study, precisely after a teaching themed “Running with the Vision”, someone asked to see the Pastor. He had an urgent matter he needed to discuss. He was the guy in charge of the church’s power generator.

“The lord has revealed to me who my wife is. He had long told me she was in this church but I didn’t know her. When He eventually showed her to me, my courage failed me to tell anyone. However, He visited me last night and said to me that it was time to run with the vision. Yet I had my reservations. But following today’s message sir, I’m convinced it really is time sir. ”

“Very well then, who is this person that God has said is your wife?” the pastor asked him a little disinterested.

“Mimi” he blurted.

The pastor couldn’t have been more shocked. It couldn’t be. Definitely not. Mimi’s husband is a great man, not a half-educated almost ugly chap that mans a generator and helps out with gardening, and other task that people shy away from, who seemed to have only one pair of shoes, three shirts that have seen better days and a black pant. If there was another pant, only he could tell because the pant he wore indeed looked the same day in day out, week in week out. Certainly he wasn’t the great man spoken of, thought the pastor. So he dismissed the issue with tact. It was encouraged to dream big but sometimes, like in the case before him, people ‘over dream’. His dear generator man surely has a wife prepared for him but categorically not his Mimi.

But then, as the weeks glided by, this pastor became uneasy and finally decided to seek the Lord concerning the issue. Three divine visitations later, the word was established. The generator man was Mimi’s husband. And God wouldn’t be prayed otherwise.

Though the generator chap by job cadre was one of the least workers in church, he was highly valued by heaven. He wasn’t just a faithful child of God but a humble and fervent secret intercessor for the church. He was lowly on the outside but great on the inside. And he was going to go places for the Lord, for his set time was come.

The message wasn’t an easy one to deliver to a beloved daughter-in-the-Lord. Yet he had to. The night the pastor finally told Mimi, there was another shocker waiting.

“Sir, I had known he was my great man. When it was revealed to me three weeks ago, I had prayed for ‘the cup to pass over’ but eventually, I realized it’s God’s will. And I’m going to ‘run with it’”

Today, Mimi is happily married to a penguin once tagged ‘unfit’ but now is a seasoned intercessor with an international prayer ministry. They’re blessed with three biological children (and numerous spiritual children world over. They have a home in the UK but are on the move for God, from one continent to another. And are fulfilled.

Afterthoughts:

The experiences recounted above paints a picture of what must have transpired in Heaven when Jesus in the garden of Gethsemane prayed for ‘the cup’ to pass over Him. The angels and 24 elders may have gathered to pray the Father to heed that prayer so Jesus doesn’t suffer ‘for nothing’. It was going to be a difficult death to behold, yet God, who loved His only begotten son more than those begging for His life loved Him, knew what was best for Him and us too. It must have not made sense for Jesus to die, and even the way he did. Just like it didn’t for Mimi to marry the generator chap. But God had an awesome plan with eternal value. And thankfully, today we have a daddy in Heaven and are joint heirs with Jesus.

There are many things about tomorrow that we do not understand. Regardless, our Father in Heaven has it all under control and will perform and perfect that which concerns us if we let Him.

Sometimes, things don’t happen the way we expect them to. Not everything follows logic, especially God’s plan. As the heaven is far from the earth, so is His way different from our ways.

Someone’s ‘happily ever after’ may depend largely on the content of a character than on the physiological endowments of the same.

WET PANTS

Just before noon, one cold December Monday in Tanzania, an eight-year-old fairy penguin named Dino was sitting at his desk in school when all of a sudden, he felt a puddle between his feet and the front of his pants was wet. He thought his heart was going to stop because he could not possibly imagine how this had happened. It had never happened before, and he knew that when the boys find out, he would never hear the end of it. When the sisis’ find out too, they may never speak to him again.

Dino believed his heart was going to stop; he put his head down and muttered a prayer.

"Dear God, this is an emergency! Yesterday Pastor Rivers said you’re a helper in the time of need. I need help now! Or five minutes from now I'm dead meat."

He looked up from his prayer and there came the class teacher with a look in her eyes that said he had been discovered. She was a descendant of the great emperor and was very strict.

As she started walking toward him, a classmate of his named Ruki appeared carrying a goldfish bowl that was filled with water. It was their practical-science week, she had been picked for today’s presentation and she had come late.

“Ruki!” the teacher called out.

In panic, Ruki tripped in front of her and inexplicably dumped the bowl of water on Dino's laps.
“Shit!” Dino exclaimed, pretending to be angry. But in actuality, he was saying to himself, "Thank you, Lord! Thank you, Lord!"

And then all of a sudden, instead of being the object of ridicule, he became the object of sympathy. The teacher rushed him downstairs and gave him gym shorts to put on while his pants dry out. All the other children were on their hands and knees cleaning up around his desk.
“I’m so sorry” Ruki had said to him when he returned. The sympathy was wonderful. But as life would have it, the ridicule that should have been his had been transferred to someone else – Ruki. When she tried to help clean up the mess, they told her to get out. “You've done enough, you klutz!" they yelled at her.

She quietly fetched her goldfish bowl, traced her steps to her sit and remained there, watching with open eyes. She was in shock. And to worsen issues, in a few minutes, she would be standing in front of the class for her presentation.

Suddenly their class teacher appeared and announced that the day’s presentation was cancelled – till further notice. Bulk of the sea water for the science practical had been spilled.

Finally, at the end of the day, as they were waiting for the school bus, Dino walked over to Ruki where she was standing alone and with a big frown whispered, "You did that on purpose, didn't you?" In spite of his petite height, he still towered over her.

"No!" Ruki replied in fear. “I couldn’t do that with my step-mothers thirteen-year old goldfish bowl, she would kill me!”

“Yes I wasn’t prepared for the presentation but you know, after the stress my dad went through to get me that water, I couldn’t just pour it away like that!” she furthered. “I’m really sorry” she pleaded.

“It’s okay” was all Dino could mouth in remorse. He hadn’t the faintest idea Ruki was living with a step-mother.

Next, she took his hand and turned to face him with the most grateful eyes he had ever seen.

“Thank you for being at that sit; you saved that bowl from breaking. Thank You”

“Thank you too” Dino managed to respond after a momentary pause. “For coming late, for bringing that bowl of water and for tripping close to my seat; I had actually wet my pants” he revealed quietly.

“Yes” he affirmed to her surprise. “I had just finished praying for help when you appeared”

“Oh, I’m so sorry” Ruki said with concern, wondering what would have happened to him.

“My pastor, Pastor Rivers was correct when he said God is a helper in times of need” Dino said, placing a gentle hand on her shoulders. “But it is important for us to know that when God uses us to help others, He helps us too – and personally for that matter’” Dino inferred.

“Yeah, right!” Ruki affirmed, certain that she had found a friend and a brother.

You may be going through tough times right now. Pray for help and believe that God is going to help you in a way that only He can.
He will come through for you.

Lady Smarty!

Hello dear. It's a fair weather Monday and i'm sitting at my desk, working to justify my pay cheque as usual.......and also nursing a friend who's just suffered a disappointment... It's funny how easy it is for us to think we're smart and have got something all figured out, only to get a shocker......today's story is about miss smarty.......i hope u learn something...enjoy!

Somewhere on a snowy Island near Australia, an albino penguin named Smarty [because she considered herself a very smart lady] was serving a life sentence in prison. She became resentful about her situation and decided that she would rather die than to live another year in prison.

Over the years she had become good friends with one of the prison caretakers popularly known as Timo. His job among others was to bury those prisoners who died in a graveyard just outside the prison walls.

When a prisoner dies, he announces it by ringing a bell. Then he gets the body and put it in a casket, enters his office to fill out the death certificate, and then returns to nail the casket lid shut. Finally, he puts the casket on a wagon to take it to the graveyard and bury it. Knowing this routine, Smarty devised an escape plan and shared it with Timo. The next time the bell rings, she would leave her cell and sneak into the dark room where the coffins were kept. She would slip into the coffin with the dead body when Timo would be filling out the death certificate. When he returns, without checking, he would nail the lid shut and take the coffin outside the prison to bury. She would not die because “there would be enough air for me to breathe until later in the evening when you would return to the graveyard under the cover of darkness, dig up the coffin, open it, and set me free”.

The plan was smart and well calculated but Timo had not done this before, so he was somewhat reluctant to go along with.

“Trust me, I’m Smarty, I’ve thought this through and nothing will go wrong”
Timo, considering the fact that he and Smarty had become good friends over the years, finally agreed to do it.

Every day, Smarty would wake up hoping to hear the death bell ring, and then retire to bed at night disappointed. This continued for several weeks until finally one day, the bell rang. Someone in the prison had died. She was asleep in her cell when she heard the bell ring. She got up, quietly opened the lock of her cell, and slowly walked down the hallway. She was nearly caught a couple of times. Her heart was beating fast. She opened the door to the darkened room where the coffins were kept, and quietly in the dark, went on to locate the coffin that contained the dead body. She carefully climbed into it and pulled the lid shut to wait for Timo to come and nail the lid shut.

Soon she heard footsteps and soon too, the pounding of the hammer and nails. Though she was very uncomfortable in the coffin with the dead body, she knew that with each nail, she was one step closer to freedom.

The coffin was lifted onto the wagon and taken outside to the graveyard. She could feel the coffin being lowered into the ground. She didn't make a sound as the coffin hit the bottom of the grave with a thud. Finally she heard the dirt dropping onto the top of the wooden coffin, and she knew that it was only a matter of time until she would be free at last. After several minutes of absolute silence, she began to laugh. I’M FREE; I’M FREE, FREE AT LAST!!! Or so she thought!

Feeling curious a while later, she decided to light a match to find out the identity of the dead prisoner beside her. To her horror, she discovered that she was lying next to Timo!

Lesson:

Many people believe they have life all figured out, plans all mapped out... but sometimes it just doesn't turn out the way they planned! In essence, it is safer, surer, and most fulfilling to ALWAYS put ALL THINGS into God’s hands because He will always come through for you.