He is the only person I have...

 I appear to only have stories of woe(na lie o sweet stories would definitely roll in too)Hmmmm, truth is I get to learn alot when I happen to partake in such rare phenomenons I end up having a food for thought. Here is a story(a real life story) that got me to appreciate knowing Jesus.please the name used is fictitious.

  Musa,a young man in his late 20's was always sitterd by this aged man on the medical ward.The nurses took note of him,he has being the only person that stays with baba. He made sure baba was cleaned even when the nurses were on to other things.He brought baba his food, he slept on the floor by baba so as to minister to his every need. Musa kept watch and he prayed at least 5 times a day. As each call for prayer was made,his prayer mat was ready to be laid upon.
 This faithful evening, Musa as usual took excuse from the nurses explaining to them that he had to go get food for baba. gbagaun..gbagaun I imagined the bell had rung and yes it's 4.00pm,relatives start trooping in like it's a carnival with baskets filled with northern delicacies that the patients can't eat....baba had just few visitors (mostly his neighbors, I presumed because no cooler of food escorted these visitors) and then Musa came to the rescue he had gone to get cornmeal for baba(aka akamu pap,koko,etc). The day wore on and it was 6:00pm,all visitors had to leave (it was the end of visiting hours) and baba as usual was stuck with his loyal companion.
 As loyal as Musa was he noticed a change in baba's breathing by 10:00pm, he alerted the nurses who went to baba's side to try assess the situation true to musa's observation (though Musa didn't know what was actually happening) baba was gasping. The nurses tried suctioning baba,placed him on oxygen and then quickly drew my attention. When I got there baba was still warm though, baba had being  screened from view but loyal Musa was still by baba's side, looking on and hoping for the best. I guess seeing me there might have meant another capable hand was trying to attend to baba in Musa's mind(that's what would have being going through mybmind if I were in his shoes). Immediately I started CPR (cardiopulmonary resuscitation) in my mind I was like 'oh God, please let this man make it'. Despite all efforts at resuscitation baba passed on, under the eyes of his loyal companion. I took my stethoscope checked for cardiac activity alas it was absent, placed my hands on a part of his neck to assess for carotid pulsation nothing was felt, finally I used my pen torch to assess for pupillary reflex, baba's pupils were fixed and dilated (the stare of a man who has changed realms). Baba had traveled to the great beyond never to return.I was back to reality in a jiffy and the task of telling Musa baba has slept on was mine to carry out,before I could even start saying anything, Musa looked at me with hopes in his eyes,wanting to hear 'dont worry baba is fine now,he us just sleeping '.I felt so sad having to be the one that breaks the news that kills the hopes of a man and probably send him on an endless journey of questioning God. I had to say it...'sorry baba is gone' I spewed and Musa screamed with hot tears streaming down his face.I noticesd Musa was going down, I told the nurse immediately  (a male nurse) to quickly handle Musa who was far taller than me lest he falls and I get another casualty on my hands. The nurse was pretty busy with the dead body he didn't hear me, in a split second I rushed and held Musa (In the north na taboo for man and woman to shake hands sef), other men looking on (from the sides of their own patients)noticed I held Musa and was trying to gradually push him in to a sitting position rushed to my side, to stop my taboo.
 I left immediately to write out the certification of death,Time of death and other necessary formalities, I was on my way to the doctors call room when I saw Musa, sitted on a bench weeping (haa I saw a grown man shedding tears my heart went out to him). If I was in the southern Nigeria, I would have hugged this man. I changed course and went to his side,this was 10:30 pm. I couldn't touch him, so I held my hands to My self and told him to stop crying that God knows best and that God's in control.Without looking at me  he used both palms of his to cover his face laddened with tears and said,'HE IS THE ONLY PERSON I HAVE '.I was flattened, touched and my water works were almost activated but I am a doctor I can't be seen crying in front of a grieving patient..
 Here was the problem I was in a religious intolerant region I couldn't preach about Jesus christ to him,not to a Muslim hausa man who had just lost the only person he had. I entered the call room and yes a tear dropped I started thinking about life in general gradually I drifted off to sleep.

Lessons learned,
Hmmm..I appreciated the fact that I know Jesus, I know He's always there for me even when I loose every earthling that I believe loves me,my lord and saviour never leaves me..HE IS THE ONLY PERSON I HAVE. He walks with me, even when I turn my back and I go astray, he waits with outstretched hands ready to welcome me with a warm embrace..He is my friend, my saviour,my lord,mere adjectives can't describe him just as mere adjectives can't describe JEHOVAH.
Yes, living life may seem futile,trust me I have given that a thought.you are born,you grow while your parents strive to give you the best, you join in the striving as well.you read like no tomorrow and just as you start seeing rainbows the cold hands of death snatches your parents, who you prolly vowed to take care of(I told my self I will so spoil my parents they will enjoy me,my mum only enjoyed me taking care of her on the sick bed..those physical goodies didn't reach her mouth) and then you continue the cycle, you grow old and die and your children join in the circle of life.when you have a living God you realise yes there is a circle of life but you are alive because of a higher purpose which is to serve God so that makes you not to dwell on the vicious cycle but rather on the source of live THE ALMIGHTY GOD.

Happy new month, new day,new hour and new minute..Jesus is the only person you can.have that stands the test of time.  Invite him in today. he is knocking patiently at your door waiting for you to open and say 'you are highly welcome lord to stay for ever'.
One love peeps.