CONFIDENCE AND COCKPIT



You are at the back of the bus, perhaps even in the seat directly on the tyres, and there's a strange man moving the container forward. 

You've never met him, from Adam or even Nebuchadnezzar. But you enter the bus, without even looking at his face, dragging for a seat that you believe you are entitled to. 

You are relaxed, thinking about dinner, or the annoying client, or that nosy coworker, the noisy neighbor too, without even focusing on whether or not this stranger is driving well, because you know that whatever it is, he'll get you to your destination. 

Even when it's bumpy, you shout at him to slow down, do you get off the bus? No. Do you get off a flight during turbulence? No. You trust that the stranger in the cockpit will get you to your destination... 

Why? Because you believe in his skill, his ability and his experience. You are confident. You trust him. You put your life in his hands. 

So why do you doubt God? 

The ultimate pilot. The owner of the map of the skies, the seas and the roads. 

Why do you get off His bus as soon as it gets bumpy. 

You trust Baba ibeji the danfo driver, who won't even leave change for you, but you doubt Oba awon Oba, that sent His son to die for you? 

You trust Captain Sean to get you to France, but you doubt The King of the Universe to get you to your promised land? 

It may be Rocky, it may be bumpy, it may be turbulent, but rest assured, that the Great Mighty Hand of God, will guide you to your destination, to your landing, whole and Hale. 

Konibaje baby❤


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