Lying on my bed with my eyes gazed upon the slow rotating fan suspended on my Ceiling. It’s been years but the memory is still fresh as though it happened yesterday. Why I decided to do what I did remains a mystery to me till date. Looking at myself, tears rolled down my bumpy face as it struck me again that I will never be who I was; I have lost not just my youthfulness but also, a part of me.
Maybe you are a bit confused and trying to understand why my earlier statement shows signs of regrets. I will tell you why.
This is my little story!!!
My name is Oscar and incidentally, I share not just the same name with the famous South African athlete, Oscar Pristorious but also share the same physical feature. Unlike him, mine was totally my doing. I won’t go into details of my childhood and how I was but will go straight to how I became the Oscar that once had limps to one, without.
February 25th, 2015; a date I will never forget. I was so bored at home so, I decided to go visit Andy. Andy and I had been friends from childhood that some neighbours thought we were sibling (I won’t blame them though; they were new on the street. Meanwhile, on arrival, I met Jay already there arguing about football with Andy and I happily jumped in the covers action after exchanging pleasantries with them. Not long after I arrived, their was a knock at the door and without waiting on anyone, the door opened. It wasn’t a surprised when we saw Sam walk in to us. He always has his way of announcing his presence by knocking at the door before walking in majestically through the door. All thanks to the fact that Andy doesn’t lock his door with the key. Sam had tried and failed severally whenever he came to my place because I am always quick to use the keys whenever I am in. Andy and I became friends with Jay and Sam as we all were course mates in school. As Sam walked in like a king after his coronation, he handed over tickets to a party taking place 2blocks away. Andy and Jay greeted the news with much excitement while I looked away, pretending not to hear them (the noise was obvious that all I could really do was pretend not to hear them).
Hey Oscar! As I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned round as Andy handed over a copy of the invitation to me. It just had to be Andy to give me the Invitation but I declned telling them I had Church to attend but they all shut me down as though they have been pissed about my desire for God and His activities. I wasn’t suprised though because they never showed interest in God or His business. Jay said to me, “do you know how serving God has hindered your ability to enjoy your life here on earth?” “Come on man. It’s not like we are asking you to leave church forever. Moreover, what fun stories will you tell your children about the days of your youth?” Sam added. “You only live once remember? Let’s go chill, have a few drinks and play around with some chics and we are done. You have lots of church programs to attend. By the way, what’s the assurance that after spending so much for God, you will make heaven? It will be a disaster if you miss both heaven and hell” Andy concluded. I thought hard about what they said and gave in.
I had not been to a party so, I obviously, was looking forward to it with much excitement. I switched off my phone while church was going on to avoid explaining to anyone why I wasn’t coming. Moreover, nobody owns me. I shouldn’t give reasons to anyone about what I do; that was my biggest mistake.
It was time and we all met at Andy’s place and left for the venue. It’s was far more than what I thought; it was extreme fun and explosive if I must add. “So, this is what I have been missing” I kept saying to myself as I drank and danced with the girls around. It was time to move and we all got into the car with loud music and everywhere suddenly became quiet and blank.
I opened my eyes and found myself on a hospital bed. My legs were gone. My mum was at my bedside anxiously waiting for me to open my eyes. With tears flowing surging out of my eye, I asked what had happened. I was told that we were involved in an accident. Andy and Sam died while Jay was still lying critical in the intensive care unit of the hospital. I lost my legs and will be confined to a wheelchair for the rest of my life as I can’t afford artificial limbs like the famous South African athlete.
That is my story
I only wished I could go back to that day. Perhaps, I would have dealt with that boredom by reading my Bible or would have tried all I could to preach to my friends.
The devil got the best of my friends; Andy, Sam and Jay are all gone. Oh! I forgot add that Jay didn’t survive the ICU.
Two blocks away and we still couldn’t get home safe.
“It doesn’t matter where and how far you are, from home. Death comes at anytime and the devil wants you to fall a victim unprepared” were the words of my Pastor I suddenly remembered.
I got a chance to reconcile with God but my friends weren’t that lucky. They lived just once.
The devil told us a lie!!!
He told us to enjoy life because we only live once but failed to tell us that we can die twice. (Revelation 21:8)