Hmmm, where do I start? So, early this year I ran into someone I know
who told me how last year had been phenomenal for him and how he’d been
invited to the UN (United Nations) for a youth conference. I was happy for him;
I praised God for His marvelous work in his life.
I chatted with another
friend who brought this same guy’s story up. I was even sent a picture of him
seated in the United Nations. So, I went on his social media handles, saw the
pictures and what he wrote about being specially invited because of his NGO, I
was happy.
This other friend went
on wishing she had the guy’s luck, tapping into his blessing, praying that the
work of her hands would make a way for her and the UN would invite her
someday too. That imagine how people would view her then, as a girl with a
vision, a girl who moved in the right circles and cliques, an international
girl, that with that kind of opportunity more doors would open for her and
people in top places will respect her and seek her out as it is happening for
this young man. That she can just imagine uploading that picture on her
Instagram, how people will take her serious. That she can imagine how babes
would be dying on top the guy’s matter. I laughed at her and reminded her
everyone’s paths were different.
Today, I was searching
for opportunities online and I came upon one that talked about a UN fellowship.
‘Interesting
opportunity’ I thought.
I went ahead to their main site, saw the guy’s
picture and my interest increased.
‘I’m so going to send
this link to my friend, her prayers are about to be answered’, I had thought to
myself.
I read on and saw where they mentioned
packages. I was perplexed.