“Move the deed!”

I looked through the windows of life, stares, oblivious of the moments of events that played before my watch. The beacon of my stance has started cracking and what could become of me if it continues, became an inscrutable equation that my pulverized mind at that moment couldn’t decipher. With the way events are playing out in the college, if it continues, then, my dreams will be a tales told in the night moon. A change is possible, a serene, gentle, welcoming voice dropped into my besieged mind. But at that moment it takes more than just a voice to dissuade my mind from the path it was plying.

From my teen age as much I can remember to that moment, I have built my life goals on this fulcrum—if only you conceive it, work towards it and pledge the needed diligence, determination and discipline you can get it. I wore it as a watchword, carved it at the table of my heart and never for once missed the apparel which I put on glamorously.  But this moment of life has seemed to be breaking what my life has been built on for years.

“You look lost, what is going on?”

The words failed on a deaf ear so it was allowed to fizzle out. When it became known to my colleague that I wasn’t for a talk, he gave in.

Still lost but this moment, gazes, have been diverted to the sky. I was in that position when the twilight crawled out from where it was and started ceasing the environs and atmosphere. A few minutes later, someone came and griped my shoulder, and as I turned, my eyes met our campus pastor—a young, charismatic brother that has reflected in words and deeds the wisdom of God.

“It is well, he said with a passionate look”

Pockets of air oozed out from my buccal and nasal cavities. The warm embrace from the breeze that blew at that moment brought a relief that reached the core of my nucleus.

“It seems you have been watching me from a far,” a sound from a cracked voice fluttered through the air.

“Yes,” he said, halted for a few seconds then continued, “I was in my room but had this persuasion to come out on the corridor and from that point—pointed to his former locus, I saw you.

“I see,” I barley said before the warm interjection came

“University life in a medical line? God saw many through and He will see you through”

“Amen,” I said, nodded my head in affirmation.

He began to give well of advice and encouragement from lives experience from scores of people that have come and passed through the temporary site to the main campus. Their challenges, fears and how God intervened and delivered them from that impending shame of mockery. I enjoyed every piece of it. My head never ceased nodding till the end. After a while, he took a bow and left to pay a visitation to another brother in the church while I returned to my room.

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A month later, our exams came to an end. The exodus to the main campus began but I was a bit reluctant. Some results have not come out and since all has not been out, moving to the main campus is as a leg that is hanging in the air but in the midst of this, a young handsome dude spoke out audibly and excitedly as he was asked why so soon, was he in such a haste that compelled him to be parking his luggage even when the complete result of all the papers have not been out? His response was quick, snappy and incoherent, “Move the deed,” he screamed on top of his excitements.

That was weird. What does that mean? I queried myself, but as people were also bringing out their loads and moving them out, the meaning dawned on me like a morning that brokered suddenly. Briskly I walked inside my room and started bringing my own luggage. I told myself I must move the expectation, anticipation, result in view with an action.

The results later came out after the end of our exodus. It was excellent and that meant my sophomore in health science was sealed and settled.

Morales of the story: 1) Don’t live your life only on wishes, prayers and believes; learn to put a corresponding, tireless, positive actions.

                                    2) Until you see the needed results, don’t quit or give up.

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